Villains have special death skills

Chapter 120 Interview with the Vampire at Night: Where Are We Going, Dad ([-])

My life is but a gentle madness.

——[Comprehensive British and American] "Hello, Vampire"

She narrated what Mr. Antonio did in a clear and soft voice. Victor's eyes flickered after hearing the words, and he didn't dare to look at her. It is undeniable that she really has a powerful and terrifying allure.

The night time is always extremely long. After waiting for the girl to fall into a deep sleep, Victor quietly got up, entered the study, and twisted the mechanism of the study. Behind the bookcase is a dark tunnel. After walking out of the tunnel, the view is wide. A wide variety of experimental equipment.

Here is his underground kingdom. Only in scientific experiments can he be satisfied and truly grasp the true meaning of life. Here, he is like a god, and life shows new vitality in his hands. An example of failure, the first life he created with the body parts looked like an ugly monster, but he was still happy and excited about it, and he studied tirelessly and planned to create a second life.

The familiar fragrance and coldness hit, and a string in his mind snapped when it was stretched to the straightest point. He put down the experimental tools in his hand, and staggered towards the only room in the basement. Familiar thoughts flashed through his mind, as if he understood something.

is her……

Cold and soft hands covered his eyelids, and a crisp and soft voice rang in his ears, the girl sighed softly: "Victor, you said you would not hurt me..."

"Little Claudia, how could I hurt you?" Victor's ups and downs of consciousness sounded the words he swore before, and then he remembered the girl's round and wet emerald green eyes, with sweet and crisp Her voice told of what Don Antonio had done to her.

This is really a damned man, how could he do such a criminal thing to an innocent girl, even having such immoral and dirty thoughts deserves death!
Victor leaned against the cold wall with half of his body curled up on the small single bed in the basement. He held his breath, but his consciousness gradually became clear. The coldness behind him told all about the danger.

A dangerous and alluring vampire is slowly approaching him. At this moment, her soft and cold little hands slowly moved down from his eyelids. When his warm skin touched her cold little hands, he couldn't help but feel Shivering, her head was close to his white and fragile neck, and her cold lips covered the familiar place as before.

He let go of his breathing, and his short panting was infinitely magnified in this quiet and small space. He was a little surprised at his obedience and nervousness, yes, he was nervous, a little nervous with anticipation.

"Claudia... you, why did you choose me?" Victor's heavy panting occupied half of his senses, he slightly opened his eyes, and the gray eyes couldn't help but look at his neck , a dazzling golden color flashed in the field of vision, and then his eyelids were covered by cold and soft hands.

"Don't, don't open your eyes." When vampires show their sharp fangs, their faces will be slightly ferocious, which makes them cover another layer of mystery.

The girl's soft and cold lips gently pecked the corners of his lips, and her cheerful and sweet voice rang in his ears, only to hear her say: "Because Victor is a kind and good person, because I like you."

Because I like you!

Victor's mind was confused by this simple sentence, would a lonely vampire fall in love with a human being?

There was a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth. Seeing his puzzled expression, her clear green eyes flashed a touch of satisfaction. Dr. Frankenstein's dream in this life is probably to use science to create the life in his mind. He longs to create a new life like God, but he is disappointed and afraid of the monsters he created. He longs for the body parts he chooses to be reborn under the life he gives, instead of being mediocre like a walking dead. Alive, but in the end...all this runs counter to what he hoped.

Deep in his heart he yearns for love and good humanity, but he creates monsters that are hated by the world, but he is helpless and helpless. He cannot change the eyes of the world, and can only continue to use science to disguise his softness.

Frankenstein, her chosen mission target, Redemption, begins with Victor.

I'm sorry, little doctor, because only you are the simplest and have the temptation of blood... Everyone else is too difficult to handle!
Her sharp fangs pierced his soft skin, and warm blood poured into her mouth, hot and warm, just like his beating heart.

Lester once said in her mind, "Evil-doers are easier , and they taste better ".

When Lester first transformed Louie, Louie often complained that he "flirt with innocent strangers", and he liked to transform into a charming goblin, shuttling among corrupt humans, and those dirty humans would put him He mistakenly thought of his best companions, but he didn't know that they were just containers filled with his warm blood.

As for Victor, he has the goodness in his heart, everything he needs to be filled, she will help him fill it up, and free him from the original sin.

Victor Frankenstein's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and he once again felt the existence and passing of life. The boiling blood left him, and the coldness gradually occupied most of his perception, and the cold body behind him But it gradually became hot and warm.

His eyelids drooped feebly, and the soft cold covering his eyelids gradually became hot like fire. Her soft and hot hands gradually moved down and placed on the side of his neck, gently and slowly Slowly rubbing against his remaining warmth.

Her hot lips and tongue lightly licked the skin pierced by her sharp fangs. After a while, the original wound gradually disappeared and returned to its original appearance. She looked like a satiated cat lazily With his head resting on his neck, his green eyes looked at him and whispered in his ear, "Victor, will you blame me?"

Victor wanted to shake his head, but found that he didn't have the strength to make this movement at all, his consciousness gradually recovered, he tilted his head slightly, and rubbed his neck against her plump and soft plump cheeks.

"Before...was it...you?" Victor remembered the two previous incidents when he accidentally fell asleep in the underground morgue. The first time he had a little bit of perception left, he probably knew what happened. What is it.

The second time, he couldn't help but indulge in this weird new life.

Presumably it's a Stockholm mood...

　Rimbaud: My life is but a gentle madness.Author: The progress is coming, and the end of the semester is coming again. Fortunately, there are many manuscripts, so don't be afraid, and prepare to review carefully.To be honest, shouldn't I accept praise from me who is constantly updating? ~~By the way, Merry Christmas Eve, I wish you a Merry Christmas, I heard that those who subscribe to the genuine version will reach the pinnacle of life~
　　
　
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