The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Have you ever had the experience of looking for something, well, how to say it. Bayi Chinese ?? Wenwang ?? W≥W = W ≠. ≤8≥1≤Z≤≤W≥. ≤C≤O ≠ Μ When you spend time and energy and still haven't found something, you start to hypnotize yourself, "The thing won't disappear, it's somewhere, I haven't found it, or Ignore it. It's hot and light, waiting for me to find it. "

In Barton, there are three ‘things’ that are glowing like this, ‘waiting’ to be found.

The first one is Nofil. They may be difficult anywhere, and the people who find them have already given up. So let's not talk about Norfil.

The second one is Zager. He was in the building where the vampire wanted to find him, quietly observing the guy who kept saying that he would resurrect him, very active, provoking, alienating, beating ... everything that appeared before him. "I deserve to be me ~". But apart from this exclamation, Zager is still not ready to be found. So, let's not talk about Zagel, who is just a wooden model.

the last one. Ha, let's pay attention to the guy, because, obviously, his experience is a bit ... pitiful.

"Please let me go ..." begged. Charlie almost knelt down.

The begging object ignored him and fluttered from a living room to the bedroom. When he came out, he held a gun in his hand. It's not really a grip, it's just a little disgusting. She is Brill, yes, Brill Mocavi. She looked around, as if she didn't know where to put her hand. Finally he pouted and threw it into the trash can.

"Please ... let me go ..." begged to appear again.

"No." Brielle answered very briefly, glanced at Charlie, lost his white eyes, and walked towards the sand. He sat upright and did not speak, as if thinking about something seriously.

"You, what the **** do you want!" Charlie felt about to collapse. This is the worst situation in life, he does not want to stay here, but he has to stay here. He was kidnapped? No, he can swing his arms, kick his legs, and can do anything freely, but he ca n’t get out of this old house on the border of Barton—

He couldn't beat Brill Mocavi. Uh, fight? This statement has given Charlie too much face. Brill is faster than him, stronger than him, more sensitive than him, better than him ...

Crimson eyes, "You haven't seen me! I'm leaving Barton!"

The eyes were also crimson, "Huh ~ so this is how Torrido feels ~ seems quite interesting ~"

-This is the beginning of Charlie's fall to this point. Brill, 'invited' Charlie to his home, and feel the enchanting pupil of Torrido.

So while Louise was pulling Matthew Mancheng to find this guy, he was always here, the farmer ’s house on the border of South Barton, was used as a learning prop to give Brill, who had just become Mocavi, feel Toledo.

A little shame, tortoise's shame. Charlie tried to escape, but there was no hope. At the beginning, there were some ‘actions’, such as breaking a door, jumping a window, or running without looking back ... but now. The only thing available is an imperative ‘no’. If Charlie continues to verbosely, that ’s it—

The vision is shrouded in crimson, all thinking in the brain is forcibly suspended, and all the thoughts are drawn out and exposed to the crimson. Like being in the crimson sea, with the undercurrent of the swaying silk, tremblingly waiting for the person who caused the crimson, using these thoughts to weave out memories about the reality, and stuff it back into the head of the person shrouded in crimson ... …

Brielle Mocavi, a new member of the thirteen clan, is more skilled than Charlie in using Torrido's enchanting pupil. shame.

The most shameful thing is that Brill usually does n’t pay attention to the thoughts that have been taken away and does not weave any memories that are not Charlie. Hey, Mocavi asked me to respect Torredo, I probably shouldn't change your memory. "Chihong withdrew.

This is an irresistible kidnapping and the worst situation in life. It was Charlie who was paralyzed on the sand at this time. There is no hope in life.

Not knowing how long it took, Brill changed his posture, made it more correct, and said, "I will try again."

Charlie's eyes were blank and he didn't want to respond. In the face of power, perhaps nothing is right.

"Well, I'm going to try again." Brill was just talking to herself, and she didn't know what she was affirming herself. Stand up and walk to the door, waiting quietly for something.

This wait did not last long. Cyrus returned, tightening his strong body, striding forward into the corridor, and Brill was already ready to open early, and an ugly smile was **** his face.

This mentally problematic woman is really not suitable for laughing.

Cyrus was stunned, and quickly entered the door. "It's cold!" It was just sparse and ordinary lamenting the weather. "I checked the fence again. It should be fine. The weather is better. I should call xx. This year's The price is good, we should sell more before winter ... "It's just a matter that farmers usually talk about.

But before saying this, Cyrus saw Charlie, raised her eyebrows, and was surprised, "Uh, guest? Is he?"

Charlie didn't pay attention to it at all. Without him, everything was under Brill's control, um, 'control'.

Crimson briefly enveloped Cyrus, "No guests." Shortly, it wiped out Charlie's sense of presence, and then, "Dear, come, I want to tell you something." Brier maintained that was not Fitting her smile, she took Cyrus and sat on the sand.

Ceres obviously didn't know what would happen, and looked at his fiancee doubtfully, "What's the matter?" There was some inexplicable feeling of excitement, probably with completely wrong expectations. The stout man actually had a kind of shyness The feeling-look at others, Bi Sharp, the wedding is going to happen on the weekend, God knows how long the fiancee in Cyrus's mouth will be called.

Brill continued to look at Cyrus with her weird smile, and seemed to really adjust the words he would say a little. Remember, Brill ’s self before Cyrus came back must be, ‘I ’m going to try again. ', The keyword is,' again '. So, all this happened. Everything is under Brill's, 'control', medium.

"Would you like to live with me for a generation?" Brier asked. After thinking, he adjusted the questions. I hope that some kind of result will not be regenerated.

The shy man immediately took action, moved his buttocks down the sand, knelt on one knee holding Brill ’s hand, his face full of excitement, "Oh dear! You wo n’t believe I waited for this day ..."

"Are you really willing to live with me like this for a lifetime?" Brier asked again, as if there were more repetitive retouching.

"Uh!" Is a speechless excited, "You are the most perfect woman in my eyes! You know!"

The accident was touching, but she did n’t know what Brill thought, she still kept that weird smile, "Even if I take some messy medicine every day, even if I can't go out to work, even if everyone is unwilling come near me."

"I don't want to answer this question! Because you know!" Very determined, and can't wait. It ’s understandable, and I do n’t know who understands the unmarried period from proposal to actual marriage. If it is a normal couple, this stage is probably nothing, that is to discuss how to make this wedding unforgettable, but If it is this combination of farmer and mental patient, an unforgettable wedding? Oh, forget it, skipped it, just looking for the result of the mentality, it really makes people not to wait ...

The smile on Brear's face lasted for a while. This was the decision after consideration. "Then today, after the wind is lower, we will go to the city hall to register."

"Okay!" Ceres stood up, and while approaching Brill, her eyes ran into the bedroom, and then moved quickly to the bedroom, "I want to find my good suit! I remember, remember, Ha! It ’s here! "

Brill's smile has been taken away, and he looked at Charlie, and now he is not successful, Brill actually has a look for good luck.

Charlie, crooked and waved his hand on the sand, it ’s ‘good luck’ with no sincerity.

"My dear." Brielle was sitting on the sand in the living room. "There is one more thing, you should know."

"What is it? Dear!" The overly excited man probably didn't care about what he heard next. Right.

"I am a vampire."

The sound of rummaging in the bedroom continued.

Brill knew that Cyrus did not understand, the word ‘vampire’ would not appear in the daily life of a farmer. So, "I am not a person."

The rumbling sound continued, but it was accompanied by a burst of laughter, "Ha ha ha, this reminds me, we can go to the pharmacy when we come back, as if your **** (medicine) is almost finished ~" said, this is a Farmer plus mental illness combination. Any pair of interactions will change with them, well, strange. Weird romance. This is a good combination, erratic and elusive spirit, and a man who insists on nurturing all life with the land under his feet.

"Sirius, I'm not human. I'm a vampire, I'm Mocavi." Doing it right, looking away from the gun thrown in the trash bin for some reason, "I won't shoot myself again Come to prove to you. "It seems that something is missing," All you have to do is trust me. Because, living a lifetime with me, only represents, your life, I will live forever. "

The rumbling in the bedroom finally stopped. The reason is not 'Vampire', not 'Mocavi'. Huh, if Cyrus could understand these, he would be a ghost. The only thing he heard was the gun.

After a brief silence, there was such a voice in the bedroom-"Uh, honey, what about my gun?" Running out anxiously, "Honey! What are you talking about? Uh, we discussed this ! Do n’t just play with the gun casually, it ’s not safe, it will worry me ... "

Brill pointed to the trash can and looked at the ceiling, as if there was something interesting on the ceiling. "Trust me, you don't have to worry, it won't hurt me."

Cyrus probably just checked his little revolver while remembering to go to the pharmacy after completing the major events of his life. The face was dark, "No bullets, my dear, you, what did you do ..."

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Brielle twisted his body. Rest assured, there was no such ridiculous thing that a bullet was transferred from Brill's head. Born, just "Sirius." Brill frowned, his eyes red, "It's windy outside, you decided to check the fence."

The redness disappeared. Suddenly Cyrus put down his gun and went out.

"Uh ..." Charlie rubbed uncomfortably on the sand. This is the feeling of being trapped, everything is trapped in a space for a while! "Accept! There will be no good ending! You will never tell him! Or just watch him really realize that you are a monster and escape!"

Brill stared at Charlie. It is also not suitable for her expression. Any emotional expression is not suitable for her. She is suitable for maintaining her independence indifferently and living in her own spiritual world.

"No. You're just jealous of me." Brill took the gun and hesitated or went to the bedroom. "When I met you, I was reminded that I could try again and again until I got what I wanted. Result. And you, you have no chance. "

Perhaps this is the truth. On the subject of a certain dog blood-when vampires are close to their companions when they are still humans, they confess to what will happen when they are no longer humans.

"You are a lunatic!" Charlie yelled into the bedroom, "No matter how you repeat it over and over again! The result is the same! There can be no change! He is human! You are not! You said it yourself! Marry you, then It's his life, you will live forever !!! Last time you made him realize that you heal yourself with someone else's blood! This time! Do you want to use immortality as your entry point? Do you think he will accept it easily? You How crazy is it! "

The sound of tidying up the bedroom was accompanied by Brill ’s words, “Then I will change the way. Fortunately, I am Mokawi. I have many ways to cut in. Well, I can say ...”

"Can you become a bat ?? You can run as fast as the train ?? You can hear the sound hundreds of meters away ?? You can control the shadow ?? You can ..." Charlie threw out a bunch of things Afterwards, gloomy, deliberately still with sarcasm, "You can change his memory endlessly! Until he says what you want to hear !!!"

The bedroom was quiet, and Charlie thought it was his victory. Sorry, it's a bad thing, "Ha! Yes! Tell him, tell him these things! Let him know how much you are not a" human being "! And he is just a" human being! "Tell him! Keep trying! You anyway! There is time! Eternal life ... "

Mokawi crimson came out, "I changed my mind! I want to respect your father, it is Zac! Not you!" Madman, angry.

"Wait! You ..."