Wendy looked at the "contract" placed on the table, and heard the gentle snoring of her roommate in her ears. The morning light shone through the window on the desk, just like the winter morning when she woke up at her mother's grave more than ten years ago. It was cold and cold. Lonely, with only dust for company.
Similar mornings, similar events, two different people, presented her with similar choices.
"If you have watched "Steins;Gate", you should have a lot of resonance." Qin Li's tone became more relaxed and brighter, and there was a smile on his face. After saying this, he sent Wendy back. When she entered the dormitory, there seemed to be the lingering sound of Qin Li's words in her ears, holding the parchment in her hand.
Let her choose.
For this reason, she could at least be sure that the Qin siblings were not approaching her because they wanted to harm her. Qin Li was always straightforward in doing things, so he directly put the option in front of her.
Or is it just superficial? Has he already seen through her true nature?
As for whether the Qin siblings were "behind the scenes" of the organization that killed their father, Wendy didn't really care.
She had read Alexander Bunin's records, but there was no way to directly deduce the mastermind behind it. Besides, if such technology could be put up for auction, there would be more than one source.
More importantly, what she cares about more is everything she owns.
On that winter day more than ten years ago, after waking up and seeing a bookmark with "Orleans" written on it, she chose to leave her name and give her a surname that symbolized power and power.
She chose the path opposite to Victor, a path full of selfish desires and perhaps extremely bloody.
This essence has been buried in Wendy's heart for a long time, and it was not possible to sprout because of her father's generosity and love.
Changes in the family are the decisive factor for its emergence.
As a child, alone, able to survive under the eyes of a stepmother who always wanted to kill her, Wendy Vivare did not rely on Elizabeth's forbearance and concession, but the desire buried deep in her heart. The desire to stand on top and look down on others.
Wendy once looked up to her father with soft affection, and Victor's education to her was kind and reasonable, full of the brilliance of humanity.
When she unfortunately could only look up to her stepmother, the warmth that Victor left for her was shattered under the heavy blow of reality. Her own ambition and ruthlessness emerged, fighting against the indifference of the outside world and the various ways of her stepmother. means.
And she also knew very well that for the sake of her reputation in society, Julie did not dare to make any big move towards her. She was only isolated and ostracized, which was nothing to be afraid of. Elizabeth did underestimate her courage.
Teenager Wendy silently endured Julie's cynicism on weekdays, but when she occasionally truly crossed the line, she gave her and her daughter a cold look.
Perhaps because she knew she couldn't change anything, Julie could only intensify her verbal attacks, but she was always observing Wendy's expression, fearful of that look.
She doesn't care much about the Vivarere family. Except for the role this family can play when she enters the dark side world, she doesn't care. She even cares about the "hard work" left by her father - technology. The same goes for partners and wealth.
Wendy only cares about what she has. She took one last look at the piece of paper. The "contract" was written with refined metal and dark blood. It was full of strange words. It was a "contract" in the true alchemical sense.
France, Marseille.
"Is this the definition of the blood limit?" Elizabeth sat on the couch and stared at the bookmark in Qin Luo's hand.
The girl's appearance remains the same as when we first saw her for more than ten years. She still has black hair, a pair of soft eyes, and the look in her eyes is still mysterious and mischievous.
Qin Luo took the "original agreement" written by Wendy, the cause of the contract, and the old bookmark. He watched the piece of paper slowly being soaked in blood, and then slowly dissipated and returned to its original appearance. , and put it back into his pocket with confidence.
More than ten years ago, at Père Lachaise Cemetery, Qin Luo personally planted the seeds of desire.
"It's not final," Qin Luo walked to Elizabeth and poured her a glass of hot water. "Even if the call of blood can enhance the sense of identity, it is still the choice of the door."
Elizabeth smiled, "This desire to live and stand higher is like my sister."
Qin Luo chuckled lightly, "I thought you were going to say that Fan Zhuo was all qualitative. It turns out that your previous reluctance was all just an act."
Elizabeth hummed softly, smiled slightly, and lowered her head to drink the hot water. The toxins from that time severely eroded her body. After she reluctantly gave birth to Chris, she always lingered on the sick bed, pale and weak, but the spirit in her eyes did not diminish.
"Vanzhuo, it's because of you that this family has survived. If it weren't for you, Lois, we would have died in the prison where 'others' are exiled in Kassel."
After not mentioning the past for a long time, Qin Luo became interested and touched the cup in his hand with emotion, "I didn't expect that when we met at that time, it would be involved now."
Many years ago, when Qin Li had not yet awakened, Qin Luo, as the head of the family, tested the secret party force of Kassel for the first time.
She used her years of intelligence network to discover a mysterious new character in the dark side world.
"There is no code name, I don't know the gender, and my power is unknown, but he actually showed his prominence in a short period of time."
In 1900, Qin Luo looked at the letter in his hand and murmured to himself that this "unknown" acting style was very strange. It was obviously just an ordinary activity, but it could always be publicized to everyone, and August The low-keyness of home is completely different.
Qin Luo threw away the first piece of paper that was full of writing and looked at the second piece of paper that was more densely written. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she glanced a few more times between two lines.
"Master, recently someone has carried out academic activities inexplicably, excavating dragon bones in the Arctic Ocean, and looking for channels to transfer them to Kassel.
Maria begged the master of the house to be careful. "
Digging out things in the Arctic Ocean... Qin Luo thought for a while, although there may be another person's territory, but she also has a lot of things there.
Just going there for Christmas is not enough. Qin Luo put the letter into the fireplace and stirred it twice with iron tongs. Is it Kassel? The Secret Party has become so famous recently, so they want to maintain a sense of mystery. It seems that they have kept up with the changes of the times.
So, Qin Luo embarked on the road to Kassel and confirmed who the so-called "bones" were.
On the quiet and unmanned ship, the tightly wrapped crew members remained unnaturally quiet. Qin Luo looked at them carefully for a few seconds. Based on her understanding of Deadpool, this ship was full of... monsters. .
Being able to control Deadpool and give them a certain degree of mobility, she must pay more attention to this mysterious force.
Qin Luo floated above the sea, her huge bone wings ensuring that she would not lose her direction in the violent storm. She did not get close to the ship, but kept a safe distance.
As for the things inside, it was still too dangerous to approach rashly. Qin Luo lit his golden eyes, tightened the hood on his head, and activated his speech spirit.
Eyes of Yan Ling·Li Ge.
The name comes from Heimdall's ability in Nordic mythology, which can magnify or even see through the structure of objects within a certain distance. It is an ancient word spirit that has not yet appeared on the periodic table of word spirits.
After seeing the "cargo" clearly, Qin Luo's eyes darkened slightly. After careful consideration, he still boarded the ship. Under the cover of "Mingzhao" and the sound of heavy rain, he tried every means to get close to the coffin from China.
She gently leaned down, stretched out a hand, and covered it very gently. The expression on her face was far less gentle than the strength of her hand, but it was endlessly cold.
"Wuyue, Wuyue, I really didn't expect it." She said softly, her golden eyes filled with teasing.
Li Yuanhao’s younger brother? Tangut boy? Something ominous? This information is nothing in Qin Luo's eyes.
To her, and to her only brother, this boy was just the dragon he was thousands of years ago.
In the history that can be written, there are few traces of Sky and Wind. The unreliable rumor is that Sky and Wind participated in the White King's rebellion and were wiped out by the King of Earth, Mountain, Bronze and Fire.
In order to perform a seamless escape, Qin Luo pretended to send Qin Li to his death. He relied on his years of experience in human society to blend into the world of hybrids.
After the rebellion, Sky and Wind lost their original owners, leaving only a pair of brothers who came from unknown places. The Black King had no choice but to ask them to temporarily take the throne.
Of course she knew about these brothers. Qin Luo created them just for their future use.
Last time, she was guaranteed to fake death in front of the Black King. This time, it depends on the calculation of the person who wants to use him.
"After being separated from my brother for so many years, you are still alive and can't die with him. It's so pitiful." Qin Luo sat down on the coffin and recalled things about Li Yuanhao seriously.
Finally, seeing that the ship was about to dock, she could sense the smell of the hybrids waiting on the dock in the distance - Qin Luo had always hated the smell of hybrids - she suddenly rolled her eyes, smiled evilly, and faced The coffin gave an "order".
"You won't remember what I said, just as you won't remember who created you. If you want to see your brother, just go and destroy him, Li Wuyue."
When the ship docked, Deadpool stepped forward to hand over to Cassel's people. After Cassel's people walked away with the "cargo", Deadpool on the ship followed silently.
Qin Luo sat on the empty boat and listened quietly to the movements in the direction of Cassel Manor all night.
Those dead waiters were not simple, and Li Wuyue also obediently caused huge damage, which was enough to hurt the dragon-slaying organization.
Despite this, the girl in a cloak leaned on the railing, her eyes flashing with rare panic. She could feel that in the center of the turmoil, after Li Wuyue's breath disappeared, a familiar and extremely disgusting breath became more intense. highlighted.
Nighold...?
