After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Chapter 233 Heading to Wally
"Blood bank?" Sera lifted the quilt and got out of bed, her voice was tight, "Treat humans as cows?"

"It's better to cut you and bleed than to bite your neck off."

Right
Sera tied up her hair with a rope, "You're right, I'll go to Wally with you, and we'll take care of each other on the way, what should I call you?"

"Tracey."

"Ms. Tracy." She rolled up her sleeves and helped her pack her luggage. There was nothing to do with her own luggage, and all her belongings were roasting on the fireplace not far away.

A blanket, and a sweater and trousers.

Mrs. Tracy said: "Your blanket and clothes should be dry soon, and you can change them, but what material are they made of? Wool? The workmanship is so fine."

"It's artificial."

Sierra only had a loose coat that Tracy gave her, and she went over and touched her clothes to make sure they were dry before changing them on.

On a morning without snow, the sun was very strong. Vampires didn't like to move in such sunlight. The few people left in the village began to migrate.

The train tracks leading to Wally were blown up, and they had to walk, and inevitably spend the night in the dark forest.

After an exceptionally smooth journey, rain or shine, for nearly a month, and with a few good-hearted hitchhikers on the way, they finally arrived at Wally.

Different from the war-baptized villages outside, what happened to Wally when Serra left, is still the same now, but there are a lot fewer people on the street, some are in a hurry, and there are a lot fewer shops open for business.

Passing by Gail's butcher shop, Sera found that the shop had also changed people, and what was sold was not meat, but some well-made gem accessories, which looked like they were stolen from some rich man's house.

Those werewolves like Gail will definitely not be in Wally where vampires are everywhere.

I don't know what happened to Granny.

Serra sighed softly.

Mrs. Tracy's son Carter had a fever for several days, and now they arrived in Wally. The first thing they did when they came here was to find a place to live.

The hotel is open normally, and the business is very good. There is a tavern on the first floor.

The boss is a young man with red hair, denim overalls and a white shirt, with porcelain white arms exposed.

If it weren't for a pair of black eyes, it would be hard not to suspect that this is a vampire.

And no one knows better than Sera that vampires have black pupils when they haven't eaten for a long time. They usually look different from ordinary people after drinking blood.

"Want something to eat? Pretty lady."

"The cheapest bread and hot soup." Serra replied.

She has no money with her, so naturally Tracy pays for the house and meals.

The back kitchen quickly prepared the food and brought it to the front bar, and then the man brought it to her.

Sera deliberately touched the back of his hand when the other party reached out.

She felt relieved when she felt warm, but the man opposite held her hand instead, with a charming smile, "It's not easy to come here, miss."

"It's okay." She turned her wrist and pulled it out.

Tracy ate something and fed her son some hot soup, then hurriedly asked, "Where is the hospital?"

Sela wiped her mouth, "I'll take you there."

No one is more familiar with this place than her.

I thought it would be safe to go to Wally, but Carter's high fever was raging, and he finally spent money to see a doctor, but the doctor called him out because he couldn't afford the medicine.

Now that the war is in chaos, the price of any kind of medicine has doubled.

Along the way, Tracy had to pay the money of three people, and as a poor person, she had already had very little left.

This will carry Carter back to the hotel, crouch on the ground, collapse and cry, "What should I do, my son."

This matter has nothing to do with Serra, and she did cost someone a little money.

I never thought that I would come back, and all my property was given away.

Why did you cut off all your retreats back then? Now it’s fine.

She sighed, walked to the bar and asked, "I want to ask what's going on with the blood bank? Can I donate blood?"

The red-haired man glanced at Sierra's young face and smiled, "Okay, go and donate some blood to the blood clans in Mossen Castle, they are very generous and willing to give generous rewards, you know they are different from losing their minds It’s a good way to make quick money without embarrassing people to do things they don’t want to do.”

"But they only want young, healthy and nutritious blood."

He emphasized this sentence, and glanced at the faces of the hot-cheeked boys Carter and Sela, meaning something.

"One spot of blood won't hurt your life." The man looked at Sera, "If you want to go, go to Mawson Castle tomorrow evening when the sun goes down."

There was no such thing as being discovered by people in the blood race in the past, but now humans are accustomed to talking about them calmly.

With the chaos of war and the emergence of non-human beings, they are almost numb to the status quo.

"Selah." Tracy called her suddenly, her voice trembling unspeakably, "My son saved your life, can you give a little?"

"can."

Sera didn't need to wait for her to finish, she nodded in agreement.

She checked Rose Hill through the system, and he was in Mawson Castle.

You can't let him go crazy, try his attitude first.

She looked at the red-haired man across the bar and asked, "Thank you, do you have the latest newspaper? I want to see it."

The man readily handed her the newspaper from last month.

"Want to know the situation of the war? There is nothing to know. Our country is about to be destroyed."

He said it easily, but Sera looked at it solemnly. She found Eric's name in the newspaper.

On behalf of Lilenni's human army against St. Warren, he killed all the vampires he encountered along the way.

The number of vampires in the Northwest increased, so he went.

She put down the newspaper, feeling depressed.

The next evening, with Carter's fever still high, Serra went out to Mawson Castle.

There are many poor people with the same purpose of making money as her, and there are even beautiful and clean ladies.

When she met them, she found that they were not short of money, so she went to donate blood, just to see if she had the possibility of being assimilated into immortality, and they wanted to gain superhuman power.

Says Serra: "You can go out and get bitten by a newborn baby and it will have the same effect."

"Newborns? Did you know that a newborn untaught is a mindless beast? Who wants to be a beast."

Serra shut up.

Mawson Castle is the same as in memory, green grass lake, pleasant scenery, no change at all.

Someone was waiting at the gate of the manor, but it wasn't Aldin, a handsome vampire.

"follow me."

The internal layout of Mosen Castle was completely disrupted, and Serra only found out after entering.

The sofa furniture was completely replaced, the curtains were made of red flannelette, and the floor was changed to the color of obsidian.

The winding staircase is also covered with a red carpet, and the most eye-catching oil painting is the largest one hanging on the fireplace in the living room.

(End of this chapter)