all blood

Several families appeared in the ancient history of the blood clan. They lived and died with the blood clan. After a long and complicated struggle, the two largest families, the Mystic Blood Sect and the Demon Blood Sect, survived.

In the long history, both families have made changes in order to adapt to the form. In the process of establishing diplomatic relations with mankind, the Mystic Blood faction made the most outstanding contribution and became the ruling leader of the empire, but the Demon Blood faction also retained most of the rights. Their position in the blood clan is very important.

The so-called aristocratic core in the empire refers to the characters in these two families.

Yves and Reid entered the banquet hall. The decorations on the walls were mainly relief sculptures and huge oil paintings, including famous figures of blood clans from past dynasties.They look decadent and weird, but they are deep and charming. Just looking at them, it seems that the soul will be swayed by temptation.

Since entering this area, Reid's pace began to slow down, every step seemed to be dragging heavy shackles, and even his forehead began to sweat.

Seeing this guy's pale face and dripping with cold sweat, Eve quickly took off his hat and put it on for him, asking about the situation.

Red wiped off his sweat and explained: "I think there are too many portraits of blood elders, which makes the aura of the venue not suitable for human beings."

Eve looked around, every oil painting on the wall is the 'ultimate killer of human beings', and every elder has absorbed a strong dark faith.This is probably the same as the principle that vampires cannot get close to the holy light. The dark breath is too oppressive for humans, no wonder Red feels uncomfortable.

"Try to think of something easy. Just think about it, the vampires present today are all from prominent backgrounds, and they are all leaders in various industries. Their money and power are locked in the dinner party. We are already infinitely close." He rubbed his hands. Started, looking a little intoxicated.

Red frowned, and frankly he didn't want Yves to curry favor with those guys. His experience in the human world gave him a premonition that flamboyant guys from nobles might not be suitable for Ives.

"If the Mystic Blood faction can appreciate me, I will get better sales channels." Ive was immersed in it, talking to himself.

Reid touched his shoulder, raised his eyelids intentionally, and signaled that someone was walking towards them.

"Eh? Who is this new face?" An unfamiliar voice said to them.

If you don't look carefully, you will mistakenly think it is a proud parrot jumping out, mainly because the clothes are too fancy, the other party stops in front of Yves and looks at them.

"It's an honor to meet you, I'm Yves Arcat, the chief designer of the 'Hot Kiss' brand." "Yves took the initiative to extend his hand to show his favor, and Reid bowed behind him.

"Akat? Who is that? I don't know him."

Although the other party was smiling, he seemed dismissive, he observed Yves for a while, and felt that his appearance was acceptable, so he continued to ask: "Since you are a designer, what designs have you contributed to our elders? What achievements of the empire have you obtained?"

"Sorry, I'm not an academic." Ive hesitated for a moment, but still fully described his situation, "I'm the designer of 'Into the Coffin'."

"What? Oh, did I hear it right? A coffin? Or a coffin?" The other party yelled, his voice became sharp, lest the people around him couldn't hear him, "It's those cheap things, hahaha , Let me tell you, one of my coffins may be worth ten of those cheap ones, no, twenty."

The reason why finished coffins are popular among civilians is precisely because of their cheapness.

"I think it's because our idea is not about price." Ive explained patiently, "We hope to pay more attention to design, intelligence, and portability."

"Haha!" The other party seemed to be discussing a very funny topic, "This really sounds like a very 'poor' idea, Mr. Akater."

Eve subconsciously opened his mouth to retort, but finally closed it tightly, biting his lip, and he endured it.

The parrot man had the upper hand, but he was still not satisfied. He called his followers to come over. There were more guests in the banquet hall, so he waited a few seconds longer. When the followers arrived, the parrot man slapped the man in the face back, He snorted: "It's useless, it moves so slowly."

The palm was so strong that the follower fell at Red's feet. Red wanted to step forward to help him, but the parrot man stopped him and said, "Don't bother with him. If you are weak, you have to learn a lesson. If you don't work here, he It has long been a funeral object in the 'population control plan'."

It's that plan again...

Rather than calling it the "Vampire Population Control Program", it would be more appropriate to call it the 'Population Abandonment Program'.

A chill ran up Eve's spine, and for a moment he was overlapping between the beaten entourage and himself.Did a vampire judged to be unqualified do something wrong?No, they are also intelligent, emotional, and talented, but they are born with insufficient abilities.Ive saw the parrot man's entourage get up from the ground, but with a smile on his face all the time, and he didn't have to go back to the sleeping freezer, it was the greatest joy.

He involuntarily took a step back, obviously he was rushing to get close to the noble just a second ago.

The parrot man called his friends, and everyone gathered around Yves and talked about his "coffining" brand.

"Akat, I've heard about you. Your coffin is really suitable for a dog." The parrot boy's friend said, and he described it half-truthfully, "Cheap and fashionable, it's really suitable for my pet , but I don’t think it’s cool enough, are you willing to design a dog coffin for my puppy? Don’t worry, I will pay you according to the standard size in terms of price.”

"The workers in my factory can send them to work as long as they are given a cheap coffin, which really saves a lot of cost." Another person said.

"My cute little nephew is obsessed with taking apart your coffin, piece by piece, and then throwing it away. Haha, that cute little guy can take apart two pieces a day."

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It turns out that the coffins I am proud of are all handled by you in this way...

He looked at these aristocratic vampires. They were the new force of the Mystic Blood Sect and were in the high-end position of the blood clan. He should respect them and keep smiling. But when Ive saw the low-level vampire being beaten, his face When he maintained his smile, he couldn't laugh anymore, because their expressions used to be exactly the same, and they were all forced to smile because of fear.

"Let's go, Mr. Arkart, let's go to the inner hall." The parrot man suggested, and a group of people surrounded Yves and took him to the next hall. Before entering, the parrot man suddenly said, "Although you have rain Mr. Guo’s invitation card, but it’s the first time after all, for the safety of all of us, it is necessary to check your identity again, vampires with too low bloodlines are not allowed to enter according to the regulations.”

He intentionally embraced Ive, and said with a smile: "You don't mind, I think you can be the chief designer of 'Hot Kiss' and be appreciated by Mr. Hugo, your status must be extraordinary. "

From just now, Yves' mind seemed to be turned white. He yearned for one day to stand at the most noble dinner party of the blood race and get approval. But now, his brand, his design, and his philosophy are all in their eyes. Not worth mentioning here.

He heard that these people wanted to test his identity. Once he failed the blood test, he would be kicked out in full view, but he was led away by them like a numb puppet, as if he was put on the guillotine.

Getting closer and closer, the barcode scanner is about to be aimed at his teeth, and Ive has no sadness, only blood powerlessness.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" Reid behind him suddenly coughed violently. He appeared to be in great pain, and fell to the ground suddenly. Someone shouted, "Mr. Arkart, your entourage doesn't seem to be feeling well."

Reid coughed continuously, his face was very pale, and he was sweating profusely. He refused to help him, but just waited for Eve to come over.

The nobles seemed extremely disappointed. They had to let Yves go at the door and let him go back to find the sick man's entourage. Without the fun of seeing the ugly, they were unhappy.

"Red..." Yves took his arm.

Red gave him a look outside the hall, and Yves nodded, helped Red stand up, and walked out of the hall.

"Mr. Akat, he is just a follower, let him go." The parrot man said lightly.

Yves glanced back at him, is it common for nobles to dress like parrots nowadays?Sure enough, in this era without Audrey Hepburn, Givenchy, and Jacqueline Kennedy, nobility and elegance are over.

"I'm better with my follower, at least he won't want to kill me."

With a knock at the door, they left.

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"You act quite like it."

Yves and Red leaned on the sofa in the lounge, the two were thoughtful, chatting with each other.

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"Thanks to you, I almost made a fool of myself." If it wasn't for Reid's timely action, Yves would probably become the laughing stock of the audience. Tomorrow, every newspaper will see an article titled 'Yves Acate sneaked into the nobles Circle failed to be kicked out' message.

"It's nothing."

Reid didn't want to see Yves being seriously injured maliciously, but he was too embarrassed to explain, and finally chose other words, "I, I can't stand them bullying too much."

"Well, your sense of justice is so cute." Ive laughed, feeling so relaxed, he felt quite incredible that he felt more comfortable when getting along with a human being than with the same kind.

"Okay, let's go."

"Aren't you going to try again?" Red asked.

"No, I'm afraid I'll kill them by mistake." Ive gritted his back molars.

They dressed up and paid a lot of money to come to this banquet, which now seems really stupid.

Before going out, someone stopped them suddenly.

"Mr. Ackat, oh, for Satan's sake, let me catch up."

"You don't have to care about those idiots of the Mystic Blood faction. God knows whether the Cerberus is willing to eat their brains after they are cut open."

"We are the ones who appreciate you the most."

A man with long flowing hair appeared in their field of vision.

Yves squeezed his eyes and identified again and again. This man is the Demon Blood Sect—the youngest leader in a big family that is comparable to the Mystic Blood Sect.

The Pious—Charles Clarke.