Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Something strange happened, not’personnel’, but the weather. It was supposed to be the warmest moment of the day, but the temperature dropped a step, and the wind seemed to blow people’s faces away. Suddenly, no one wanted to stay outdoors.

Sibera is holding a cup of hot chocolate, watching the three men toss the fireplace. Its not smooth–

Husband, Corden, “Dont move that. Thats the fuel used to burn the corpse. We dont need such a’strong’ combustion aid.”

Angels container, Ike, “Uh, why did you put this thing in the storage room? Forget it…hey, dont order it now! There will be smoke!”

A certain brother, John, take A piece of wood that had been ignited by witchcraft was irritated, “Remind me why you are here?! Are you still here?! Angel’s container?”

Sibera carried the heat Chocolate stood up, walked to the door, tightened the shawl on his shoulders, and opened the door.

The heat in the cup was blown away in an instant and could no longer appear. Sibera squinted and faced the empty street, “You are left? The other two. “Who are you talking to? The words are so bad. only.

Answer that with a certain bloated body, Zmich of the Banquet, “The big brother is near your Ogiers laboratory, the younger brother is visiting other dense areas in India and India “

“Big brother and younger brother.” Sibera raised her eyebrows and sipped the chocolate that was cooling every second, “Heh.”

It should be Sibera’s face and tone were not friendly and kind. The owner of the bloated body felt offended, “Is there anything to laugh at, wizard.”

“Nothing.” Sibera lightly Shrugging, “Just treat it as a mothers prejudice. If my child is to call someone his brother, I still hope that the person he calls brother also comes out of my stomach. Hehe, You know, this is us, human, ethics.”

“Ethics.” The bloated body stood on the edge of the fence, “It is the ethics that made one of your sons become a werewolf. Has a son become a Boundary Spirit?”

Sibera continued to take a sip of the cold chocolate, “At least it didn’t become a messy identification of brother.”

Bloated The corner of Zmich’s eyes twitched.

If you dont understand this dialogue, grasp the key points and ethics.

This is human ethics versus vampire ethics. When we discuss the superiors in this ethics, the parents. The former is the parent who gives life to the offspring, and the latter is the one who gives the “choice” immortality.

As Sibera said, her son, both, came out of her belly. Two people with the same origin of life are brother.

As for vampires, human ethics have been abandoned because of the continuous immortality. It doesn’t matter who the father or mother gave the origin of life, immortality is the essence of vampires. Thus, the’father’ became the vampire who started immortality. In this situation, it should be some second-generation Zmich who is still in the west. And this second-generation Zmichs three’child’, in Barton, call each other the brother who may have completely different beginnings of life and life times.

The reality is a bit unfair. When two views collide, the narrow view always prevails. The reason is shortsighted. For example, here, you are impossible to ask Sibera to think about immortality, and her attribute as a mother loses its meaning in time. But the bloated Zmich has experienced this short-term human attribute state. He can think that he has surpassed the short-sighted realm, and’sublimated’ into the current state of immortality. But short-sighted people will never understand “sublimation”, right?

“I don’t need to talk to you. Wizard.” The bloated body turned around, seeming to be hiding somewhere. His job is to guard, guard Barton’s wizards. Vigilance does not include chatting with wizards.

“Do you know the reason why wizards created werewolves four centuries ago during the colonial war?”

Zmich turned around, “Dont put gold on your face, Its not your wizard, it was created by your Papa Midnight.”

Sibera turned her head and didnt respond at all, “Its to fight Bruch and you, Zmich. Your battle strength Too destructive, the law (that is why Zmich can only stand outside the fence now), can only protect Indian land, not offensive, defense is always impossible to win the war, so we need to balance the strength of the battlefield confrontation. “

There was a mockery on Zmichs face, “Are you trying to give me a history lesson, little wizard?”

Little? Of course, don’t use the wrinkles on your face to judge the age gap between the two sides.

“Why not?” Sibera simply put down the completely cold chocolate, rubbing her cold hands, “After all, you Zmich are on the battlefield, hum.” Down the front porch, walked towards On the edge of the fence, “The clan who lost the most in the battle with the werewolves.” Face to face, separated by an invisible barrier, Sibera tilted her head, “You are really, um,’wide’.” Commenting on Zmich Figure.

Zmich’s face turned gloomy, “Are you trying to irritate me!”

“Trying? I’m already doing it.” Sibera touched the wind. Blowing through the cool fence, one hand was gray, patted, and continued to rub his cold fingers, “What can you do? Let me see if I get angry.”

Hey…

Who would have thought that the fire inside the house has not yet started, and the fire outside the house is ready to go.

But the fire star was also extinguished once, and the bloated Zmich took two steps back with his scorched nose. When I lowered my hand again, my nose had recovered.

Siberas mood seems to be very good, she wanted to do it once~ this is the satisfaction of crossing time and space~

What about time~hehe, it was four centuries ago What a wizard can do-watching the vampire exit his land in embarrassment. Space? Ha! Four centuries ago, this continent was not called the Federation.

It’s a pity that Zach has never been satisfied with Sibera’s satisfaction, and will only be outside like a salesman, “Let me in…” There is no sense of satisfaction.

Korden ran out to take a look, and did not comment on what his wife was doing, and went back to the house to continue working on the fireplace.

Sibera looked at Zmich with satisfaction, “How about continuing the history class?” This is not a request, “You can never win the war.” Patted the fence, the meaning is clear enough, and it is a ash , Shot off, “Federal independence’s’idea’ saved you, more specifically, saved you who have already suffered heavy losses, Zmich. So, answer my question, why didn’t you join the hidden alliance?”

So, it is not only the unacceptable history teaching, but also the most annoying Teacher! Will ask for interaction!

Zmich stared at Sibera, his eyes kept changing between red and not red, and finally turned into a sentence, “I don’t need to talk to you!” Turning around, he was about to disappear again.

Sibera is fast enough to pick up, it must be fast, the vampire is fast, even the slowest Zmich, “is it because Torrido didnt like you? Didnt you choose you?” “And I chose Bruch, whose strength is more complete.”

What is absolutely touched, Zmich turned his head gloomily, really off-topic, “Why is this city full of Those ugly smells?!” Bruch’s smell.

As for why Zmich would say Bruch this way, the reason is that we know that Bruch is Vanjohs “dog”. Fighting the werewolves for the collective benefit of the thirteen clans and protecting his noble’master’ Vandro, Bruch in the colonial war, chose the latter.

Sibera replied kindly, “Because of Reimer, because Grandes new descendant was once a foreigner Bruch.” Siberas gaze shifted, “Because of Glen Toledo of Germany is preparing to face the Toledo of the Banquet.” His gaze floated back, “This is his preparation, to perceive the Toledo, the Banquet that cannot be perceived. He also made some other preparations, which are said to be very comprehensive. .” Staring at Zmich, not to miss the gaze of the other party’s emotional changes, slowly, “We, now, all know what the results of these preparations for the vampires of Grande are.”

No one in Zmich was disappointed by Anshi Sibela. A period of disgusting irritability, a period of rejection of giving up, a period of helpless acceptance. In this deliberately elongated answer by Sibera, one after another showed,

Sibera’s eyes drifted away again, and she shook her head off the topic, “I just know!” Take a deep breath and start again. looked towards Zmich, a certain mood has changed, “Do you hate Torrido.”

“It doesn’t matter!” Zmich gave an answer that could not represent anything. It was a confirmation of her discovery, “But I can tell you this! I hate Bruch! When will the smell of this city disappear?!”

“Is this.” Sibera glanced westward, “You should ask Reimer, Eve Reimer.” chuckled lightly, “Is this not good? I believe that the once imperceptible banquet Toledo, now also Under your perception.” The corners of his mouth twitched, “No matter what you want to do, its easier, isnt it.”

Zmichs forehead twitched twice, staring at Sibera, Unexpectedly, it seemed to want to fight back, “So our magic banquet is doing anything in Barton, you wizards, just watch it like that?!” He said disdainfully, “As I have seen.” Vigilant surveillance,” Here comes our magic banquet! You didnt do anything!”

“Are you worried about the fate of Wizard Barton.” Sibera mocked, “hehe, many thanks. Wait for you to occupy Barton and clean up.” When we are wizards, be gentle. After all, Im just Old Lady.”

I still remember a story about the Western Magic Banquet. There was a story about the Magic Banquet in which the magical banquet held a wizard for fun. The story of Pa’s discovery at midnight. Lets put it this way, the magic banquet regards the entire west and its own territory as its own private assets. Everyone thinks that the magic banquet allows some of its assets, some Indians can paint a dungeon and occupy a magic banquet that vampires cannot approach. Land? In the west, it is an exaggeration to say that the Indians are a minority.

Zmich took the ridicule, “rest assured, we will be very gentle!”

“hehe.” Sibera was nodded, by the way, she started to look at her toes,” That’s it. Back to the topic, history class.” Kicked a few slanted fences, “Do you know how the werewolves broke with the wizard family after the federation was established?” Sibera’s head was slow. He lifted it up and looked at Zmich, “Who is it, who helped you Zmich revenge in disguise, turning the most powerful power of the wizard family and the family back into what it is now.”

Xi twitched her cheek, probably didn’t want to answer this question, because he knew it. Luxembra’s obsession with collectibles, isn’t it.

Sibera waited for a while, “Grande has an Alpha, have you seen it?” The advantage of not speaking is that the dominant person can play at will.

Still do not answer.

Very good, let Sibera play more casually, “You should meet, Benjamin is still very representative, the current werewolf, no, the current Federation.” Sibera seems Really in the era of random comments, “the origin of blood has been blurred, and the product of racial integration, everyone has a more or less bloodline of former colonists, or the bloodline of the Indians. He doesnt care about Indians and Indians. The history of the werewolves doesnt care about the history of the colonizers, they are just people living in the Federation.”

Laughed, “hehe, but this is not the most special place for Bartons Alpha~” The tone is intentional Frivolous, “he is sleeping in Mokawi.”

Zmichs eyes were instantly red, “what did you say?!”

“hehe, this is the reaction I expected “Sibera rubbed her shoulders, really, very cold, not suitable for an old woman like her to blow this long wind outside, “Don’t you guys know this epoch-making information? Oh, yes, Gran Its not honored by De. Someone still repels this, hehe, okay, now Im telling you, an Alpha and an ancestor of the thirteen clan.”

Zmich looked like he wanted to go, and quickly scanned the empty street! This damned shabby Paisin doesn’t even have a public phone booth!

“Speaking of epoch-making.” Sibera can leave it alone, continue, “Do you know that we are now allies with Nophele, wizards, and vampires, allies.” Sibera broke it. He lowered his mouth, as if what he said was a little unbelievable, “But the past few days, they seem to have disappeared.” Deliberately laughed at himself, “Which ally will be in the future of his companion…”-Gang That said, the magic banquet will definitely clean up the facts of Barton Wizard after occupying Barton. “When your companion’s future is threatened, play and disappear. Hey, if you happen to see it, how about telling me something?”

Zmich cast a glance at Sibela, too lazy to continue paying attention.

Sibera doesnt care if the other party listens, she just finishes saying, Tell Dora, must Dora, others cant, I dont like it. Tell Dora, what she wants I’m done, come and get it when I’m free. She knows where to find me.”

“What?! What did you do for Nophele?!” A sincere question.

Ignored, Sibera rubbed her shoulders and turned back to the room, with only one voice, “Finally, get out of the way, I need to be warm…”