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The author has something to say: Why are my readers so cold and cold _(:зゝ∠)_Although not many people read it, but... I really want to comment ==
Fixed the bugs in the text:
Marius in 009 is no Arrow ancient == MODIFIED
In 013, Arlo was made by Mahari, not Magnus, and Magnus became a vampire in the 15th century == Modified
The vampires currently appearing in age order are as follows:
Anko & Akasha > Mahari & Kaiman > Aro, Marcus, Caius > Marius > Magnus > Leicester > Carlisle
——My dear, please come here, let me hug you and taste your sweet blood...
——I will give you a choice, are you willing to...
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The surroundings were dark, and Ankeou could only hear a beautiful voice singing loudly in "Toccata and Fugue" accompanied by the organ performance: Akasha!Ankeou!Our ancestors, keep silent forever!
An Keou also saw Marius. He was wearing a black suit, and there were even spots of blood on it. He was walking fast, and his destination was... the North Pole!
An Keou felt that he knew where Marius was going, it was the temple, only the temple.
Marius once installed a huge IMAX screen in the temple, he also installed a satellite dish on a slope, and even a state-of-the-art computer constantly switches channels for the two ice sculptures in the temple.
What was Marius thinking at this moment?
Why was he worried about the two ice sculptures seeing that man on that screen... that vampire, that young blond vampire who dared to call them by their first name... Lester, it was Lester—why didn't he want them to— Those two ice sculptures—Ankeou thinks one of them is himself—see Lester?
An Keou saw that Marius picked up a handkerchief embroidered with the pattern of Osiris and wiped off the dust for him. From his cold lips to his hands, Marius' movements were very meticulous and careful, and his expression was full of reverence and respect. With fanatical love.An Keou suddenly believed that Marius was indeed his most loyal servant.Besides him, who else would take care of him so meticulously?Who would consider whether a statue will be hot or cold, or want to watch TV and listen to music?Only Marius would.
Although he didn't understand why he was sitting there covered in dust, like a lifeless ice sculpture, there was a woman beside him, and that woman was sitting there as cold as him.
Marius wiped off the dust for him, and sat by the fireplace. Although the vampire was not afraid of the cold, Marius still piled wood in the fireplace and lit it.He sat on the sofa and looked at him, eyes irritated.
Marius What is he thinking?
Ankeou couldn't help but want to ask him.
Marius just looked at his statue, silent.
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Ankeou opened his eyes, his mind went blank.
He put on his dressing gown and went to the window to look at the tall cedars outside, and unexpectedly met Carlisle's gaze.Carlisle was standing there, seeing his pale face, he couldn't help but approach him and asked, "Ankeou, did you have a nightmare again last night? You looked very bad."
"I'm getting used to it..." Ankeou smiled wryly, "It's just that after waking up, I completely forgot what happened in the dream." Ankeou said, he caught a glimpse of the dew on Carlisle's shoulder from the corner of his eye, and was a little surprised, "Carlisle , have you stood here all night? Believe me, Marius he won't hurt—"
"No, An Keou." Carlisle interrupted him, "Not Marius."
"Who is that?" An Keou's expression became serious.
"It's... another vampire that Marius knew, she was the one who created so many cases."
"Marius'... friend? Carlisle, are you sure?"
"It's absolutely true." Carlisle's face was also a little heavy, "An Keou, it's good that you know about this matter, as for the others, at least Marius won't hurt you."
This is true.Although he couldn't remember what happened in the dream, the feeling of trusting Marius conveyed from the dream was beyond doubt.
An Keou was thinking, but suddenly recalled the conversation with Bella last night. He looked at Carlisle, trying to read some clues from the expression on the other person's face, but found that he had done nothing.
I had to ask him directly, "Carlisle, how is Edward?"
"Not very good." Carlisle shook his head, "He blamed himself very much, and felt that he had brought Bella into a dangerous situation."
"Last night..." He hesitated, "Miss Swan came to me and told me about this last night. She said that she wanted to be like you."
"She's right. It's a matter of time."
"Sooner or later? Could it be that Edward wanted to transform Bella a long time ago?"
"No, Edward doesn't want to do this. In fact, I may be the only one in our family who doesn't feel sorry for my transformation. Edward...Edward actually misses human life very much, so he doesn't want to take Bella as well. Become a monster like him, but we have our discipline."
"The commandments of vampires? Who dictated them?"
"The Volturi, they believe that only those who are about to be transformed and the food can know the existence of vampires."
An Keou suddenly thought of himself, with so many vampires around him, would he also be transformed?However, the question is, is he human or... a vampire?
Carlisle obviously also had such doubts, "An Keou, did Marius reveal any clues to you?"
"No." Ankeou shook his head firmly, "He never said anything."
"What about Aro? Last time we met Aro in Egypt, you once said that you didn't know Aro. Did Marius mention Aro?"
"No. Marius seems to have made up his mind to hide my past to the end." Ankeou sighed, "He never wants to say a word about the past."
"Then don't think too much." Seeing the boy's tangled face, Carlisle couldn't help but soften his tone, "Ankeou, don't think too much, it will burden yourself. By the way, are you today? Go to the hospital?"
"Yes. Dr. Germady asked me to come back this afternoon."
"Then see you in the afternoon." Carlisle smiled and stroked his hair, "Maybe I can pick you up from school in the afternoon."
An Keou looked up, and Carlisle was looking at him with a smile on his eyes. Looking carefully, there seemed to be expectations in the other party's eyes.
An Keou felt that he really had to have an electrocardiogram in the afternoon, why...why was his heart rate so fast?
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