blood of cain

Chapter 14 3 parties converge 1

Cain let go of his hands indifferently, Luli's eyes were empty, and her unsupported body instantly collapsed to the ground.

He stroked Sen Jie's head beside him, and asked casually, "Who?"

"He claims to be the patriarch of the Makavey tribe in Kamarilla, and his name is Lancelot Leonard." Luo Sha frowned slightly. The secret party blood outside the castle always made him very uncomfortable. An elusive light always flashed in Mechanism's golden eyes.

Such a dangerous and unknown character should be avoided, but now the owner of Lonely City is here, he is a butler, and he has no power to decide everything in the castle.

Frowning slightly, Cain thought for a long time in distress, but he couldn't find such a name in his mind, wondering if it was his lost memory, and asked suspiciously: "Lancelot? I don't seem to know it."

"Master, he is a man with blond hair and golden eyes. He seems to have come prepared." Luo Sha said seriously, hoping that the always arrogant master would listen to his words this time, but he was still going to be disappointed this time. .

The well-shaped eyebrows were raised with interest, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to remember where he had seen the other party. Thanks to him being able to find this place, he must be worried about the fact that he missed in the sea tomb. .

Smiling and squinting his eyes, Cain happily patted Sen Jie on the head, and said happily: "It seems that someone came to us to catch up with the old days." His proud back was straight, noble and arrogant. Dasheng didn't look back, raised his chin, and continued in a deep voice: "Luo Sha, welcome the guests."

After a pause, he sighed in his heart. It's true that people don't look for trouble, and things come to others by themselves. He respectfully replied: "Yes, my master."

Sen Jie has been looking at Cain happily, the madness in his blood red eyes due to appetite has not completely disappeared, he gently rubs Cain's hand touching him, quiet and obedient.

Listening to Luo Sha's footsteps gradually weakening, he smiled helplessly. Ever since he took over the big trouble of Sen Jie, he was almost spinning like a top, without any time to rest.

As soon as the dog's stomach was filled, the enemy came to kill him.

The hall was silent for a while, until Cain slowly sat on the main seat and waited condescendingly for a while, then the sound of footsteps reappeared.

Sen Jie leaned against Cain's imperial chair, sat obediently on the carpet, carefully held Cain's left hand, and played with himself.

He stroked every finger carefully, and then kneaded|pinched it slowly, causing Cain to squint his eyes comfortably, sighing in his heart, keeping pets also has the benefits of massage, this technique is really professional.

When Lancelot came to the hall of the Lonely Castle, he saw the man exuding a noble aura sitting condescendingly on the emperor's chair.

The long, dark black hair was draped in despair, winding and dragging on the ground, outlining beautiful and strange black totems.

On the soft carpet of the same color, long scarlet hair and black silk intertwine|staggered, creating a soul-stirring shock.

The extreme contrast between black and red broke into Lancelot's sight in just an instant.

The perfect and harmonious combination of a proud and honorable master and a well-behaved but ferocious pet is displayed boldly before his eyes, without any concealment or guilt.

This noble black-haired emperor must be the common ancestor of the Blood Clan, Emperor Cain.

Cain, who was in the upper position, was leaning, his right hand propping his chin lightly nodding the corner of his mouth, his bright red lips slowly opening and closing: "Mikevi's patriarch, what do you want me to do here?"

A question, literally revealing the threat of "if you have nothing to do, come to me and you will die".

Lancelot is worthy of being the patriarch of the clan. Under the double pressure of Cain's momentum and language, he did not waver in the slightest. He performed a gentleman's salute gracefully, and then said calmly: "I heard that the ancestors have awakened. Lancelot can't restrain himself." With excitement in my heart, I came here to see the first ancestor."

Cain actually wanted to say: You see me more than once now, shouldn't it be time to get out?

But the superficial harmony still exists, he smiled lightly, his playful eyes were full of understanding and condescending sarcasm: "Since you are here to visit me, why don't you stay for a few more days."

"It's better to be respectful than obedient." Lancelot didn't have the slightest courtesy, and directly agreed to Cain's request to stay.

"Luo Sha, take Chief Lancelot to his room." After finishing speaking, Cain ignored the others, narrowed his eyes casually, put his left hand on Sen Jie's red hair and gently patted it, and tapped it with his right. He leaned on the armrest of the chair, obviously, this action has already shown the impatience of the other party.

Lancelot couldn't see any emotional fluctuations in his golden eyes. He nodded to thank Cain, and followed Luo Sha to the room arranged for him without hesitation.

I can't see what his intention is. Ever since he met Cain, he has completely ignored Sen Jie. It seems that the fatal pursuit in the sea tomb did not exist at all, and he, Lancelot, never seemed to Cain was murderous.

Curving the corners of his lips and smiling evilly, Cain leaned on the emperor chair, swinging his legs leisurely, he wanted to see what tricks the chief of the McCarvey could play.

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Luo Sha invited Lancelot into the guest room in the annex building of the castle, a room with a completely different style from Cain's master bedroom. At a glance, it was full of gold, gauze, curtains, sofas, bedspreads, and even The desks, chairs and bookcases are all gold, and everything seems to be tailor-made for Lancelot.

Smiling lightly, Luo Sha said warmly, "This is His Majesty's castle, and this is where the ancestors of the Makawi clan lived every time they came to see His Majesty."

Luo Sha’s tone and expression didn’t have any intention of suppressing and showing off, but this seemingly thoughtful arrangement and explanation actually revealed a warning: Your ancestors will live in the guest room in the annex building when they come here, and have an audience with His Majesty. Always respectful and polite, as his descendant, do you think you can be more presumptuous than him?

Lancelot's waveless golden eyes slid, and he glanced at Luo Sha beside him. Although the butler was doing the work of a servant, the superior aura emanating from him showed that he was at least a fourth-generation blood clan.

Perhaps, in this castle, seniority is not used to judge a person like Camarila and Sabat. Here, it seems that the absolute power is supreme.

There are no secular constraints, no restraints from the blood clan commandments, let alone their ethics and morals, there are only the most primitive and cruel survival rules at the beginning of the world.

This seems to be a very tempting | world.