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"Blood oath?" Serin looked at Gal with a pale face, clenched his hands tightly, his nails almost dug into his own flesh: "You want me to make a blood oath?!"

"Of course." Gal nodded.

"Hmph!" Sailin snorted coldly: "Don't think I don't know, I have taken a blood oath, which means I have put my life in your hands! You can kill me at any time! I don't How stupid it would be!"

"Hahaha." Hearing what Serin said, Gal was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Serin looked at him with a dark face.

"I thought you'd finally become a little smarter." Gal held back a laugh and coughed, "That's right, taking a blood oath is tantamount to putting your life in my hands. In this regard, there is no wrong."

"Then why are you laughing?" Selin said angrily.

"I'm laughing at you..." Gal shook his head: "You only know that taking a blood oath is equivalent to handing over your life to me, then have you ever thought that if you don't take this blood oath, you have no chance at all?" Get out of here alive?"

"You don't need to scare me!" Serin raised his head and said, "Although His Majesty the King ordered someone to arrest me and lock me up here, he hasn't done anything to me until now!"

Gal looked at Serin without saying a word, and after a while, he shook his head.Turning around, it seemed that she was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Selin couldn't help shouting.

"It was a wrong decision for me to come here to see you today." Gal shrugged: "So, I have decided not to waste my time anymore."

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Gal was about to leave, Serin got up, rushed over and grabbed the iron railing and shouted, "Didn't you say you want to cooperate?"

"With your IQ, asking you to cooperate will only kill me." Gal said without looking back.

"Gal, you bastard!!!" Selin shouted angrily behind him: "Actually, you came here to humiliate me, didn't you? You didn't even intend to save me!"

Gal left without looking back.

Sellin sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

damn it!He actually left!I just wanted to talk to him about the conditions just now, to see if I don't have to make that blood oath!

But this bastard actually turned around and left!

Selin was on fire, but she calmed down quickly... because this damn cell is so cold! ! !

"Bastard!" She curled up in the haystack in the corner, tightly wrapped the cloak that Gal threw in, and cursed in a low voice: "It's such a cold place, why can't he send two more cloaks!!!"

……

At noon the next day, Dracula yawned and lazily got up from the bed.Beside, Cain is no more.Probably reading his never-ending books in the living room again.

Degu stretched his waist, turned around and walked into the bathroom, and took a comfortable bath.

After taking a shower, Dracula came out in pajamas, wiping his hair with a towel.

In the living room, Cain was indeed sitting there reading a book.

"Are you up?" Hearing the sound of footsteps, Cain turned to look at Dracula and smiled.

"En." Dracula walked over, picked up the wine glass that Cain put aside, drank the wine in it, and licked the corner of his mouth: "Not bad. Ah, another beautiful morning!"

"It's already noon." Cain reminded.

"But, this is my morning." Dracula smiled indifferently: "Is there any news from my son?"

"Not yet." The book in Cain's hand turned another page: "But Jason came here this morning."

"En?" Dracula was standing in front of the mirror combing his hair: "What's the matter?"

"He said that Gal went to see Serin." Cain closed the book, got up and went to help Dracula comb his hair.

"Oh?" Dracula happily handed the comb to Cain: "Did those two guys say anything? Did they make any moves?"

"Not yet." Cain combed Dracula's hair, and continued to sit back and read a book.

Dracula looked in the mirror, and happily returned to the table, ready to continue arranging his "work of art" flower arrangement yesterday.

The room was very quiet, except for the sound of flipping books and the "click" of Dracula trimming flowers with scissors.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared above the room.

Dracula, who was concentrating on trimming his "work of art", was taken aback. He tilted his hand, and with a "click", the cut was broken!

Dracula glared at the light, the form angels take when they descend.Regardless of whether it was Raphael or Michael who came out, he decided to beat him up!

The light gradually weakened, Dracula narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists...

With a sound of "Hula", six white wings stretched out, startling Dracula who was going to beat someone up.At the same time, only a "bang" was heard, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Then there was "crackling", the sound of something breaking.

"Huh?" Raphael blinked: "Did I knock something off?"

Why did Cain look at himself...with a little sympathy?

"Ahhh!!!" Just when Raphael looked confused, Dracula's scream suddenly came from his ear: "My vase! My work of art!!!"

Only then did Raphael notice that his wings knocked off a vase.

He thought for a while, and silently took two steps back to the side.Then, put the wings away again.

"Raphael...!!!" Dracula gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Cain?" Raphael stood beside Cain with a "whoosh": "I said, what happened to yours? Isn't it just a broken vase?"

"Broken vase?!" Dracula raised his voice a few more degrees.

"That's his artwork, flower arrangement." Seeing Raphael looking at himself with "what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Cain explained slowly: "He pruned it for a long time yesterday. "

Raphael turned his head and saw Dracula walking towards him with a murderous look, and blinked innocently: "That... I didn't mean it."

"Manslaughter is also murder." Cain continued to flip through the book.

Raphael glared at Cain, then looked at Dracula and said, "There are many books about flower arrangement in heaven, I can give them to you."

Dracula is a little less murderous.

"I can also bring you flowers from heaven for you to practice." Raphael continued.

Dracula stopped, touched his chin, thought for a while, looked at Raphael and said, "What if you lied to me? What if I let you go today and you don't come back?"

"..." Raphael was speechless: "Then I will stay here and contact other angels to send it to you. Is that okay?"

"Well..." Dracula nodded: "Okay, hurry up, I'll wait. Don't try to slip away before others bring the books and flowers over."

"In the end, why don't you ask me why you came here today?" Seeing that Dracula had been stabilized, Raphael heaved a sigh of relief, and asked while sitting on the chair next to Cain.

"Idle." Dracula looked at the sky.

"I'm here to tell you why Mei left Heaven in the first place!" Raphael was furious: "You guys treated me like this? I decided not to tell you, I'm going back!"

Dracula immediately narrowed his eyes when he heard the words: "Want to run? Pay me for the vase first!"

"You shouldn't have come to tell us, you should have told Death." Cain said lightly, "But you have appeared here... Tell me, what exactly are you here for?"

"Actually, I'm here to tell you..." Raphael said seriously, "Something is going to happen."

Dracula and Cain glanced at each other, as if considering how credible his words were.

"Really!" Raphael said helplessly, "I have already met Lucifer."

"Okay, let's trust you for a while." Cain put down the book in his hand: "What's going to happen, tell me."

……

Erbai and Bart sat in the living room of Death God's house, drinking tea and looking around.

The Grim Reaper's house doesn't look that big, and it's decorated in a...simple look.No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a place where gods live.In Erbai's imagination, even if the place where the gods live is not resplendent, it should be... gorgeous, right?

"It seems a little smaller here." Er Bai whispered to Bart beside him.

Bart turned to look at him.

"What's the matter? Are you worried that there is no place to live?" The god of death glanced at Erbai and asked with a smile.

"No, it's not..." Er Bai was a little embarrassed: "I just feel, no, I thought... I thought you should live in a big place."

"Alone, the house is too big, I'm not used to it." Death didn't care, and glanced at Bart: "This kitten is very frank."

"Yes." Bart nodded.

Erbai looked at the two of them, and thought to himself, is "confession" considered an advantage?Is this a compliment to yourself?

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Reaper sat there without even moving, and the door opened.

Outside the door stood two tauren dressed as chefs, each holding a large iron plate covered with a lid.

"Thank you." Reaper nodded at the two tauren, watched them come in and put the plate on the table, and then said to them apologetically, "Maybe I have to trouble you to go again, Because, there are two more guests today."

"It's okay, Lord Reaper." The two tauren replied respectfully: "Master Mammon has given you an order, and you must meet all your requirements. We'll go back and get some food. Please wait a moment for you and your guests. wait."

After speaking, the two tauren left and remembered to close the door.

Looking at the question marks on the faces of Bart and Erbai, Mei explained helplessly: "Neither of us can cook, so the three meals a day are all sent to hell by Mammon."

Erbai opened his mouth wide and looked at the Grim Reaper.

"Originally, I wanted to move his kitchen and chef here directly, so as to save trouble." The Grim Reaper glanced at Erbai: "But Mei thinks that's not good, so I just..."

Erbai glanced at Bart, but Bart was still expressionless, as if he didn't understand his eyes at all.

So Erbai had no choice but to turn his head, raised his eyebrows at the god of death and said, "Oh~ Mei said this is not good~"

He made the ending very long on purpose.

Reaper froze for a moment.

Mei blushed with a "swipe".

Bart glanced at his godfather and Mei, and smiled.It seems that my father was right to want the cat to come with him.

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