Chapter 64: Unusual dark ingredients

one way or another. The words of a forty million year old vampire are worth listening to. Any opinion that is not too hasty to object to the existence of a demon duke is worth listening to. It’s just a matter of listening to the content and paying attention to the difference in form. Icha noticed that Nerijin was quite calm and confident. This is indeed one of the important secrets of longevity. "Did you bring a coffin?" he asked.

Judging from Nerikin's appearance, this question was quite unexpected. And it is quite far away from the current topic.

"What did you say?" The ancient vampire frowned.

"Did you bring a coffin?" Yicha gestured. "I heard that vampires get all their power from the soil under their coffins. You have to take some with you before you fall asleep. Without those ridiculous little inorganic scum, the great vampires wouldn't even be able to sleep. Then they wouldn't be able to sleep. It’s hard to get through the day.”

"Has been expelled during the day." Nerikin said seriously. He almost managed to look cool. But there was still an imperceptible strangeness seeping out of his tone: he didn't bring a coffin or too much soil, and he was beginning to feel unconfident about this matter.

"So what I said is true?" Icha covered his fangs with a wine glass. What I saw in popular works rather than academic materials turned out to be true. He himself felt incredible. "How real? Is the coffin a real coffin? The one we all picture in our heads?"

"I am safe. And the safety of my bloodline will be guaranteed." Nerikin said loudly, without answering the question. Yi Cha did not ask further questions. "That's right. And now you have a lot of little guys at your disposal who come and go without a trace."

"That's right."

"You never wanted to stay here long, did you?"

"This has nothing to do with you, devil." Nerikin paused. A vampire's words starting with "It's none of your business" always mean the opposite. If you can grasp this detail and the stiffness of your neck, you can control the melody of your interactions with this dark creature - if you wish. "Did you listen to my proposal carefully? We have completed two good transactions without hurting each other. I hope to facilitate the next one."

"I listened carefully. And I took it to heart" That's a lie. Lies and truth sometimes work well together. This was that time. "Aren't you going to move your coffins here? Even if you just plan to stay temporarily, it may take much longer than you think."

"No." Nerikin said coldly.

Yi Cha smiled. "It would be too bad if the handsome vampires were exterminated because they couldn't adapt to their new beds, wouldn't they?"

"There is no need for you to mention this matter again." Nerikin narrowed his eyes impatiently. "My proposal cannot be delayed indefinitely. I can find other devils."

Uh-oh. Other devils. He couldn't pretend not to hear this.

"It's amazing." Icha put his hands together and smiled.

He searched for words in his mind that fit the situation and would not be considered an insult. Nothing at all. Even coming up with an absolutely neutral and objective table of one metz may not work. When arrogance reaches a certain level, anything can be considered an insult.

"Consider my proposal carefully. I will give you time, no more, no less." Nerikin said in an unquestionable tone.

Think about it badly. "No problem. I had something else to say. You know, I have always cherished any ancient wisdom that has been preserved to this day-" Yi Cha stood up. "Maybe I'm overthinking it." He raised an eyebrow. "Wish you bad luck. Forty-million-year-old blood-eater."

Nerijin just nodded slightly: "Same for you."

Yi Cha still chooses to go out. This time he passed through the curtains and along the straight corridor he saw the gate of the palace at the far end waving to him behind the layers of columns - fart, it didn't wave. What beckons is a ghost attached to it.

"Please let me take you out." Another ghost condensed like water droplets under his right hand.

"No need." Yi Cha waved his hand. "I actually-"

He flashed out of the palace. As agreed. Asimov - reborn as the innocent boy Rasnorro Benchens Lang - the new emperor of the regiment surrounded him from all sides. They held up crimson shields and black swords, but they came here fully armed just to support him and send him spiraling upward.

The cold wind blew between his feathers and hard scales. A night without stars—still a night.

Ordinary darkness could do nothing to him. But part of the darkness is not ordinary. They were attracted to him, and their concentration increased around him.

until it rises to a sufficient level.

They opened their mouths and said -

Dear Om. Those ingredients said sweetly.

Why buzz? Why lock me up? Those ingredients asked resentfully.

Because I am not controlled by those "authors"? Because I'm the only one not in control. Because I'm too out of control? Because I want you all to be under my control? Because I want to control you most——? The ingredients reasoned noisily.

Why buzz? Why lock me up?

Aren't you afraid at all that I will retaliate against you, destroy you, crush you...those elements threatened fiercely.

Crush you~~

Yi Cha smiled silently. Those elements in the darkness came together and dissolved that smile.

Really buzzing. The ingredients are carefully explained.

Isaac nodded. Listen carefully to what it says. The arms of visible imperial power are too powerful. Unencumbered by the buzz – maybe just not for a while. They can definitely still get him out - they should be able to hold on long enough to get him out.

Through those arms, something furry in the darkness seemed to touch his face.

But this is something super evil. Super evil stuff. You did a great job! ! I didn't expect that at all! I never thought you would dare to plot against me! ! My dear! ! You are worse than I thought! ! ! The ingredients praised cheerfully.

We are the perfect couple! ! !

whee.

Now that you've locked me up. And why did you let that kid free me? Don't you know that I will only bring wonderful chaos and disaster to this place? Everything you have assigned will be in vain...you have calculated so much and arranged so much. This shitty place, this trashy place. The development and evolution of your designs will eventually be occupied by me, and all your freedom will be destroyed by me... Didn't you think of it? Those ingredients speak sincerely.

Could it be that you have already thought of Om?

You've always wanted to understand, right?

Could it be that you are soft-hearted? I just said you did something bad! ! ! If this is the case, I will take back the praise! ! ! cried the elements angrily.

no. Yi Cha shook his head silently.

That's bad. The ingredients smiled happily.

But, I won’t be able to see you for a long time. Those ingredients are sadly authentic.

(End of chapter)