The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 201
This is already a warning of red fruit and fruit.

Hearing this, the people on the ground froze their fingers almost inaudibly, and silently retracted their movements of holding their legs, as if they were looking directly at Zorosius for the first time.

"The leader is very calculating, Wentu has learned a lesson." He grinned, but where was the painful look of injury just now?

Qian Luo looked at Wen Tu in surprise.

Unexpectedly, this man was really pretending to be crazy, and judging by the king's words, was he planning to let the Mokawi clan break away from the Camarilla?
How dare he?

There are other people in the hall, are these people also pretending to be crazy?
Probably sensing Qian Luo's thoughts, Wen Tu smiled nonchalantly and said: "They are really crazy." After a pause, he added: "I made it crazy on purpose."

what? !

Qian Luo was surprised when he heard this.

After all, these people were related to him by blood, and he didn't show mercy at all.No wonder it is always said that the Mokavi clan is out-and-out insane, but now it turns out that this is indeed the case.

"How could you deceive the leader if you weren't really crazy?" Wen Tu smiled mischievously, showing no regrets about doing anything to his relatives. He just said with regret, "The leader still saw it."

This man is really...

No matter how good Qian Luo is, he can barely resist the urge to scold him at this moment.

Zorosius turned a blind eye to Wentu's words. His eyes were calm and made no waves, but inexplicably made Wentu feel that he was looking at a clown at the moment.

Thinking of this, Wen Tu's raised lips instantly froze.

"In view of your father's contribution in the Holy War, I can give you a chance to withdraw from the Camarilla, but..."

"But what?" Wentu asked subconsciously.

Zorosius looked him over and said quietly: "Soul ring."

Wen Tu was startled.

The Soul Ring is one of the Thirteen Sacred Weapons and has the ability to control the thoughts of others.

Regardless of whether they are ordinary people or vampires, once they are controlled by the soul ring, they will only end up turning into a puppet, and they will never be able to break free.

However, the soul ring is a double-edged sword. Although it is powerful, the person who uses it will also be tempted by it and become insane in the extreme despair.

Either the personality will be split or the soul will be destroyed, so only the Mokavi tribe who are mentally ill can use it without any scruples.

"That's impossible." Wintu refused with almost no hesitation.

Like other clans, the soul ring is the magic weapon for the Mokawi clan to settle down and live. Without the soul ring, how can their clan stand on the thirteenth clan?

He used all means and tried every means, even pretending to be crazy, just to leave the secret party, so what's the point?

Wintu knew in his heart that the Camarilla today was no longer what it used to be.Although he will be able to regain his strength sooner or later after recuperating, but every time he thinks that as the king of the Makavi clan, he has to be controlled by Zorosius, willing to do things for him like his father, and finally lose his life, it makes him want to Stay far away.

"I am just borrowing it temporarily." Zorosius saw his concern and could not bear to explain, "The soul ring is not that important to me. If I had wanted it, you would not be alive now."

"You!" Although Wentu knew that he was no match for Zorosius, he still felt embarrassed when he said it so bluntly.

When it comes to angering people to death without paying for their lives, Zorosius is better.

"Even so, why should I believe what you say?" After all, Wentu still has reason and is not blinded by anger.

(End of this chapter)