Trafford’s Trading Club

   Chapter 2254 Lord! The times have not changed!

  The girl lost consciousness for an instant.

  Only for an instant, there was more than one steel needle hidden in her hand that could give a vampire a fatal blow!

  Suddenly she opened a mouth, and a more subtle poison needle was shot from the bottom of her tongue instantly.

This is a weird and unpredictable blow—however, the owner of this library has extraordinary ability to react. Although it may seem decadent, because of the special nature of the ethnic group, even without deliberate exercise, his ability is increasing day by day. .

  Oncoming danger, he just opened his mouth suddenly and directly bit the poisonous needle shot from the girl's mouth.

  The girl obviously does not have the category of human beings. In terms of strength, she is innately unable to compare with a man with a disheveled hair-she was instantly bound with her hands.

  I saw that the man’s pupils instantly covered a faint blood vessel—in an instant, the man’s face changed slightly, and while the girl was struggling, the palm of his hand quickly pulled out something from the girl’s head...

  A tiny steel pin hidden behind the hair!

  More than one!

  At this time, under the terrifying observation of the man, a total of five tiny steel needles were inserted into the back of the girl's head!

  "[Mind Rewriting]? This is actually this technique?"

  The man brows forbidden curse, he quickly removed the steel needles from the back of the girl's head while thinking about it, but there was the last steel needle left—instantly, the girl collapsed to the ground.

  The last steel needle cannot be directly removed, otherwise it will severely damage the brain of the subject-this was originally a technique used by [God Bless the Holy See] to interrogate.

  In the beginning, it has indeed been used in interrogation work, but it has gradually evolved into a conventional method for training spies or dead men.

  In this library, there are most of the research materials of [God Bless the Holy See]-among them, no literature on [Mind Rewriting] is published.

  He has been hiding in this library for more than ten years, and he knows all the knowledge here.

"After [Holy See] was destroyed, I almost controlled the outflow of knowledge... Except for some of the facility drawings and weapon production lines that were looted during the War of Disruption because they were too chaotic to be recycled... Could it be that the technology of [Mind Rewriting] was also the same? When it came out..." The man looked at the girl who collapsed on the ground, and his brows wrinkled deeper.

  He quickly shook his head.

Before the real curse of vampires shattered the [City of Gods and Blessings], that is, after the generations of vampires declined due to civilized wars, for a full five hundred years, the human nobles headed by [City of Gods and Blessings] had also fully developed During the five hundred years, many technologies have been developed and disseminated.

Even after the revival of vampires fifteen years ago and drove the last group of humans to the last pure land in the sky [Laputa], vampires consciously began to eliminate the various technologies developed by mankind in five hundred years, but in fact it was secretly. There are not many vampires who possess the technology of [God Bless the Holy See].

  One part is to research, another part is simply to collect...there are also parts that are oriented and convenient.

  "This...what is this place?"

  The girl slowly woke up in a coma—when she looked up and saw the man’s face in front of her, the girl’s lips twitched a few times, and tears fell silently from her eyes.

  The throat mumbled, like a throat, the girl was like a person who had lost her voice at this time, and her hands suddenly grabbed the man's arms.

"It's me, it's me, you are not dreaming." The man said softly: "You still have a steel needle I can't directly remove it temporarily. It may affect the language expression area in your brain, but it won't It affects your ability to understand... So, Kelly, can you calm yourself down, now."

  Girl...Kelly wiped her eyes quickly, and after taking a few deep breaths, she nodded slowly.

  "First of all, I want to figure out how long have you been here and how did you come to this castle?" The man asked patiently—he was too patient.

  But this is not his nature, it is a habit he has passively developed by trapping himself in the library for more than ten years.

  After several attempts, Kelili slowly uttered a few words: "Months ago...Allen...selection..."

  "You came here more than a month ago?" The man frowned: "A man named Allen brought you here?"

  Klili nodded silently.

  "What is selection?" The man asked in a puzzled manner.

   "See...you..." Kerri pointed at the man.

  "Who is Ellen?" The man lowered his head and muttered for a while, "He used [Mind Rewriting] on you and asked you to kill me?"

Kelly shook her head, expressing that she didn’t know, because there was still a pin inserted, her memory was mostly chaotic at this time—this is not the loss of memory, it’s just chaos, it can’t be connected, and it can’t be done with words. Correct description.

  [Mind Rewriting] The side effects on the receptor's brain are very serious—generally, people who have this method will have a password, and this password is used to turn on the receptor switch.

  There is no doubt that if you want to solve Klili's problem as soon as possible, you must find the guy who performed the operation—Alan.

  Thinking about it, the man directly picked up the rattle on the table and shook it—but after the meeting, the door of the library did not open.

  Kelly is now like a kid who has done something wrong, "I..."

   "Did you kill the girl outside?" The man frowned.

  Kelly shook her head quickly: "Faint! Vampire, kill...not...live!"

   "It seems that the guy who controls you hates vampires." The man laughed bitterly, "[City of Gods and Blessings] The leader of a certain block of forces?"

  Kelili thought for a while and said: "Dungeon."

  The man shook his head: "I haven't walked out of this room for a long time, things have changed to the outside... Indeed, I haven't walked out of this room for a long time."

   "...problem?" Klili immediately grabbed the man's sleeve in a hurry.

The man smiled bitterly: "This library has a special power, which can suppress my bloodthirsty desire... I also have some means. Under the dual role, I can use constant reading to divert my attention so that I am not lost. Kelly, maybe you don’t know, it turns out that vampires don’t need to sleep for more than ten years..."

  Kelly grasped the hand of the man's corner tightly, and couldn't help but work harder.

  Behind the man’s tousled hair, his eyes were sunken, as if he had failed smoky make-up, and his eyes were all black...He had been asleep for more than ten years.

   "I'm afraid that once I fall asleep, I won't be who I am when I wake up." He sighed slowly, and immediately hugged the girl directly.

  The girl instinctively whispered...She has never enjoyed this kind of treatment in a man's body.

   Seeing the man holding her and about to walk out of the library, Kerri shook her head quickly, "You?"

  "It's not that I can't come back." The man chuckled, "I'm just used to not going out, and it's not that I can't go out... Besides, going out for a while, it won't make me unbearable."

  House is addictive.

  The library is like his absolute safety circle.

   "I used to go out every other way, but gradually I got too lazy." The man laughed bitterly, "I'm almost a useless person."

  Outside the door of the library, the maid outside the door really just fell to the ground in a coma.

  On both sides of the corridor, there is no one else besides the maid...mainly because he likes a quiet environment, so besides the basic one or two serving maids, he basically won’t keep anyone.

  This made the man even hold Klili and walked a long corridor before seeing people—four black-armored warriors stationed at the end of the corridor.

   "Who—!" The black armored fighters reacted extremely quickly, and instantly drew out their weapons, "Yes...Yes... Lord Earl!"

  The moment the weapon was drawn out was also the moment when several black armored fighters took a breath.

  The man in front of him, even though he had a disheveled hair, wore a crumpled white shirt and trousers, or even barefoot—but he was the true master of [City of Gods], the upper-ranking noble of vampires, [Earl of Rose], Azaches!

  Their...Master!

   "Lord... Master, you, when did you come out?"

   "Now." The man...Azaches tilted his head and looked at the black armored warriors who were kneeling on the ground. "You seem to be afraid of me coming out?"

   "No... how come! We are just..." The black armored warriors quickly said: "Too excited! Because it has been a long time, I haven't seen you...Master! So, I don't know how excited!"

   "This makes me embarrassed again." Axaches chuckled lightly.

   "Lord... Master, may I ask... Lord Nosta, do you know that you are out?" A black armored warrior asked quickly, lowering his head at this time.

"I didn't tell him." Azaches said casually: "But it just so happens that I have something to find him... Where is Nostar now? By the way, the maid told me just now that this month's death competition The field has begun. Nosta is in the arena now, and you can go with me."

  The four black-armored warriors kneeling on the ground have never got up at this time...not only that, they even shuddered slightly!

  "Can't you hear what I said." Azaches couldn't help frowning. "Why, what I'm saying now is not good anymore. Or do you want to tell me that the times have changed again?"

   With a flash of red light, he slowly climbed up the eyes of Asathes.

  The bloodline suppression from the upper vampire nobles made several black armored warriors instantly suffocated—the breath of the [Earl Rose] in front of them glowed, and instantly crushed the spiritual defense of several black armored warriors.

  "Lord...Master, spare your life! Be spare! Lord Nostar instructed...forcing us to do everything!"

  ...

  ...

   "You all go out."

  This is another room...still luxurious.

  At this time, only Nosta and [Yulia] Senior Sister-Nosta were left in the room at this time, standing in front of a huge French window with their backs facing away.

  Outside is the quiet [City of Gods and Blessings], and you can only vaguely see some faint light like fireflies...no more, no less, but it is also facing the number of street forces in the current [City of Gods and Blessings].

   "Your name, Yulia?" Finally, Nosta said slowly.

  He turned around, his eyes looked like falcons, and looked up and down [Yulia] senior sister's body.

   "Yes, my lord." [Yulia] The elder sister lowered her head at this time, her body trembled slightly, and her voice seemed very weak and frightened.

   "Look up and look at me." Nosta said calmly at this time: "Take a good look at what I look like, and see...Do you remember who I am?"

[Yulia] The elder sister slowly raised her head, looked at each other blankly, and said hesitantly: "Listen...Listen to Lord Ellen, you are a cronies of Lord Earl, you are...the great Lord Nosta. "

  Nosta suddenly walked a few steps—only an arm's distance from [Yulia] Senior Sister at this time.

   "Look carefully, do you really don't know me."

   "My lord, I..." [Yulia] The elder sister squeezed her skirt tightly with her hands, her neck was shrunk, her face pale, "I...I should, how should I answer, that's right..."

   "Is it just similar..." At this time, Nosta frowned suspiciously, and immediately shook his head, muttering to himself: "Regardless of true or false, immediately you can only obey me unconditionally."

  After that, Nosta directly grabbed [Yulia]-senpai’s arm, and opened her head with the other hand, revealing a touch of whiteness on her neck.

   Fangs have been exposed.

  [Yulia] The elder sister's eyes condensed secretly—the door of the room opened in a hurry.

"Master Nosta, something has happened!" A black armored warrior walked out in a panic at this time. "Alan in the dungeon led the riot and has killed several guards...they have a demon hunter in their hands. Mythril weapon!"

   "Watch this woman closely, absolutely can't let her run away!"

  Nosta snorted coldly, and directly threw [Yulia] senior sister onto the sofa aside, and walked out of the room with a cold face!

  Just out of the house, Nosta turned her head back fiercely and said: "No one is allowed to touch her!"

  The black armored warriors suddenly fell silent.

  [Yulia] The elder sister secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this time—but watching at least four black armored fighters in the room looked after her, she couldn't help but feel difficult.

  At this moment, she can’t beat ten of them all?

  But if there are only four...

   "Don't move, what do you want to do! Stand up!"

   "Little brother, have you played an interactive game with five people..." [Yulia] The senior sister blinked at this time.

  Tear and pull—!

  She tore the skirt straight open and exposed it to her thighs.

"you?"

  【Predecessor】Don't cheat me.

  I hope that these black armored warriors, as Medanzo said, are not real vampires, but semi-finished products with some vampire characteristics.

   "Euler Euler Euler Euler Euler—!!!"

  ...

  ...

  A silver long sword pierced the body of a black-armored warrior with a mouth full of blood from behind—the moment the long sword pierced, the black-armored warrior’s wound suddenly burst into thick smoke.

   like burning.

   A cry of pain sounded, and the black armored warrior fell directly to the ground-pressing on Medanzo's body.

  The little boy is worthy of being able to sleep with the [Yulia]-senpai...the existence of the same stage Biao drama, at this time, it completely interprets what is weak and helpless.

The black armored warrior on    was directly kicked away at this time...The one who kicked the black armored warrior away was the master of the dungeon, Alan.

   "The situation has changed." The owner of the dungeon looked down at the little boy on the ground, and suddenly chuckled and said: "Live it, for yourself."

   After all, the owner of the dungeon lifted his clothes and did take out a close-fitting dagger from his waist and threw it directly at Medanzo.

  "Mathril is made, it's best to pierce the hearts of these vampires."

  "Who are you..." Medanzo felt that the atmosphere had arrived—about this question.

  The owner of the dungeon raised his head at this time and looked at the hall door that was pierced by a group of black-armored warriors. Turning around, he flicked the Mithril long sword in his hand at random and chuckled: "Vampire Hunter, [D]!"

  Medanzo couldn't help blinking at this moment.

  With letters?

  Could it be...

  (End of this chapter)