Chapter 28 Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstain) 04 2000 Nutrition...
Pay attention to his words and actions?
Anks narrowed his blue eyes, which were almost the same as his brother's, as if observing the expression of his brother standing in front of him, and then came to a conclusion.
It seems that my brother is still willing to cooperate with humans in playing the so-called academy sacrificial blood slave game.
After finishing his observation, Anx smiled tactfully and turned to walk towards the arched stone pavilion in the rose garden.
Song Qingqing, buried in Karan's arms, heard Anx's footsteps slowly moving away. She didn't know what Anx looked like, so she raised her head slightly and wanted to observe him quietly.
Unexpectedly, Anks, who was about to pass by Karan, suddenly turned around and approached the girl hiding in Karan's arms.
The face that suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes made Song Qingqing's pupils shrink slightly.
It was a face that was almost identical to Karan's, flawless, the only difference being the platinum blonde hair.
Anx's hair is shorter and is casually tied with a white ribbon. There are even a few unruly strands of hair sticking up, showing the owner's rebellious and restless character... It's as if it was made specifically to distinguish him from his twin brother.
Two of the brass buttons on the uniform collar were undone, revealing the smooth lines of his shoulders and neck.
Ankers admired the girl's frightened expression with great interest for a moment, then chuckled and said, "What a beautiful child."
After saying this, before Karan could react, Anx stood up and walked away without looking back.
"My dear brother, if you don't take her away, someone else will probably come..."
Ankers, with his back to Karan and Song Qingqing, stopped walking and paused for a moment. He gently stroked his pale lips with his slender, cold fingertips and smiled in an ambiguous way. "After all, I just smelled something sweet around here, like freshly baked cake."
"It smells good, and I think a lot of people like it."
But when Anx looked, he saw that there were no wounds on the girl in Karan's arms, nor did he detect the sweet smell of blood that he had just smelled.
This is very strange. Of course, it is also possible that after the meal, Karan was kind enough to do all the cleanup work and save the girl's life.
If you want to know whether the sweet smell of blood comes from her, you can just confirm it later.
At worst, it would be nice to let those humans send her directly to the manor. After all, the two brothers have the same taste.
If someone else heard what Anx said, they would probably find it confusing and bewildered.
Because in this academy, humans are unaware of the existence of vampires.
At an angle that Karan couldn't see, Song Qingqing's face turned a little paler because of Anx's highly suggestive words.
The first two times she died, she was in a confused state, but if she were to encounter it while she was awake this time, she would probably experience the process of death from excessive blood loss more thoroughly.
Even though her memory was a little fuzzy, Song Qingqing still clearly remembered the feeling of blood flowing out uncontrollably, the feeling of vitality disappearing, and the feeling of her body becoming cold little by little. She could recall them all clearly.
Song Qingqing bit her lip and forced herself to stay calm. The wound on her finger had healed and there was not even a trace of blood. She also found a piece of solid spice in the utility room to cover up the smell on her body.
He shouldn't be attacked and killed like the previous two times. At least he should get out of this rose garden first and then leave the night campus.
"Ankes."
Karan, who had been watching and allowing Anx to intimidate and tease the girl, finally spoke. His tone was flat and without any ups and downs, but it was obvious that he was warning Anx to shut up. Song Qingqing shuddered for no reason.
Having been warned for the second time, Anx knew his brother's patience very well, so he stopped talking, shrugged indifferently, and walked towards the rose garden not far away, intending to find the source of the smell of blood.
Karan didn't let go of Song Qingqing until he could no longer hear Ankers' footsteps. He showed an apologetic smile on his face, lowered his head and explained to her gently: "I'm sorry, my brother lacks discipline. If I have offended you, I hope you don't mind."
Vampires have very keen hearing and sense of smell.
So even though Anks was some distance away from the two people, he could still hear the faint voices, so he turned around.
She saw her good brother, who was "rich in aristocratic cultivation", lowering his head and discrediting her reputation with the girl in a gentle and polite manner.
Anx snorted coldly and didn't take it to heart. After all, he never valued reputation. In his eyes, he and Karan were the same kind, just beasts.
Even if Kalan was pretending, Song Qingqing couldn't accept his apology with a clear conscience. She quickly waved her hands and pretended to be surprised by the sight of twins. "Master Kalan, there's no need to be like this. It's just that that master seems..."
Looks like you.
"Well, he's my twin brother, Ankers."
Other than that, there is no extra information.
There was no change in Karan's expression, especially when he was talking about Anks, he was as calm as if he was talking about a stranger. Song Qingqing keenly felt the indifference that flashed across his ice-blue eyes.
Obviously, this topic was not of interest to Kalan. He briefly mentioned it without going into detail about Ankers's preparations. He extended his hand to Song Qingqing in a gentlemanly manner and said, "Let's go. I'll take you home."
Song Qingqing hesitated for a moment, but still put her hand into Kalan's cold and slender hand.
The corridor leading to the daily campus is very long. Song Qingqing's eyes fell on the stone pillars in the corridor. The patterns were complicated and she couldn't tell what the patterns were. She just subconsciously felt that it looked a bit like the scene of some kind of judgment and punishment for sin.
There were many candlesticks hanging on the wall on the right side of the corridor. Song Qingqing looked up at Kalan cautiously, but could only see the outlines of his facial features hidden in the dim candlelight. They were very blurry, and she couldn't tell his emotions.
Except for a small area illuminated by candlelight, it was all ominous darkness, so dark that it seemed as if a bloodthirsty monster was lurking in it.
Song Qingqing couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
The vampire noble walking in front of her was tall and took big, fast steps. Song Qingqing was afraid that if she didn't keep up with him, she would be captured by other vampire monsters, so she almost ran to keep up with him, and her breathing began to become a little rapid.
Karan suddenly stopped and lowered his eyes to look at the girl following him.
Perhaps due to her rapid breathing and fluctuating emotions, her fair and thin face was covered with a subtle and moving pink. His eyes slowly fell on her slender and fragile neck. Her skin was fair, and her thin blood vessels were light blue, like a fragile work of art, so fragile that she seemed as if she would be unable to breathe if she slightly closed her five fingers.
The fangs only need a slight scratch to pierce the white skin and absorb the warm and sweet blood.
The sharp teeth between his lips suddenly felt itchy and were about to burst out of control. Karan lowered his head slightly, as if he could feel the bright red blood flowing through his veins if he got closer.
He stopped suddenly, but Song Qingqing also stopped, raised her head and looked at Kalan blankly, calling him softly: "Master Kalan?"
This gentle and careful call brought back Karan's sanity, which had already been calm and restrained to the extreme.
Perhaps because of the dim light, Song Qingqing could not see the scarlet color slowly fading from Kalan's ice-blue eyes, but Kalan could see her confused and bewildered expression.
Karan lowered his eyes, and his feathery eyelashes hid the instinctive desire for blood in his eyes.
But his gentle voice, perhaps it was Song Qingqing's illusion, sounded a little hoarse and cold.
"If you can't keep up, you can tell me. It's not that difficult to achieve."
The vampire lowered his head and taught his prey gently and patiently, and he could make some requests to him that were not excessive.
I was discovered and I was jogging after him...
Song Qingqing felt a slight warmth behind her ears, pursed her lips and responded.
"I remember that, Lord Kalan."
In the latter part of the journey, Karan's pace slowed down significantly, matching the girl's stride length and walking speed.
If Song Qingqing looked back at this moment, she would probably be able to see the overlapping retro buildings shrouded in the night behind her. As night fell, soft light shone through the glass windows, and just in front of the window, there were pairs of blood-red eyes waiting for the arrival of prey.
Of course, such a horrific scene was fleeting, and the monsters that fed on blood quickly regained their elegance and nobility in front of humans.
Karan walked her to the dormitory gate.
When saying goodbye, Karan suddenly called out to Song Qingqing. She turned back blankly, and then saw the elegant and noble vampire holding her hand and gently kissing the back of her hand.
The cold and thin lips separated at the touch, but Song Qingqing could clearly feel the cold temperature on Kalan's lips.
"Good night, Miss Sif."
This is how the hypocritical hunter said goodbye to his girl.
Although what he wanted to do more was to bite the girl's snow-white and soft back of the hand and get some insignificant reward, but there was no doubt that Karan was a hunter with patience in training, so he didn't mind giving her enough tenderness.
A figure walked quickly across the garden corridor, his long platinum hair bathed in moonlight and dyed silver, and was blown by the gentle evening breeze.
Karan stopped in front of Ankers, his expression calm.
Anx's long legs were lazily and casually placed on the marble table, and he was flipping through the book in his hand boredly. When he heard Karan's footsteps, he just raised his eyelids without any interest, put on a hypocritical smile, and slowly turned to the next page with his fingertips.
"My dear brother, let me guess. If nothing unexpected happens, you...should have had the same dream as me, right?"
As twins of the vampire clan, synaesthesia is their innate ability and something they cannot give up no matter what.
Really, a disgusting and unpleasant ability.
There was undisguised rejection and disgust in Anks's deep blue eyes. He clicked his tongue, and only when he thought of the prey in his dream that had no ability to struggle did his eyes show a bit of interest.
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