Trafford’s Trading Club

In the conversation room, the giant cradle has already reached the castle of the [Torrido] clan via cable - this is already on the other side of the terrace where Lochu is situated, and it is no longer possible to see what happens after simply looking at it.

But seeing Brother Rochu looking at the giant cradle, Elizabeth hesitated to ask: “Brother Rochu, do you... do you think this is bad...”

Rumor has it that the maid measured Elizabeth in an interesting way… but did not speak.

This vampire little girl, speaking of the same name as her student… perhaps just a coincidence —— this vampire little girl has no resemblance to that student 60 years ago, either in her appearance or in her race.

But in a short time, Unight was able to remember the young queen because of Elizabeth… the princess of that time.

“Why do you ask?” Rochu asked casually, "Why do you think, I feel bad. ”

Elizabeth looked a little hard with her horned fingers... some of them didn't dare to look at Rochu's gaze and whispered: "Because... because we're surrounding humans... no, don't you feel disgusted? ”

“They...” Rochu smiled, “I'm talking about these people who live on the farm, and they don't feel disgusted, so I, as a bystander, don't seem to have any reason to disgust them. ”

“But… for people, wouldn't it instinctively be disgusting to see their robes raised as food by another race?” Elizabeth looked up, “Grandpa would often say," Humans are highly exclusive creatures. Although it is most common among the Thirteen clans to keep ancient races, I know that there are still many people in the [non-human sphere] who are not used to this practice of the Thirteen clans, and from time to time there are some [non-human] attacks on the farm under the slogan of liberation of the farm, so the Thirteen clans set up patrols... At first, it was just the management of the farm, not the patrols... "

“Yes.” Lochu nodded, "I do not deny your statement, because it is a universal value that exists in humankind. Disgust is not for me, but I cannot represent the views of others. ”

“So, Brother Rochu, don't you really hate... vampires suck human blood?” Elizabeth asked nervously.

"Perhaps something worse than vampires sucking human blood, what I've done, and what I'll continue to do in the future, seems to you. ”

But apparently the little vampire girl, from the beginning to the present, has not seen Rocchu do anything as vicious or even more than vampire sucking human blood, even considering such a statement as a way to comfort herself.

Brother Rochu was really too gentle… Elizabeth couldn't help but measure him quietly.

Unforgettable… For vampires, the first object to consume… still unforgettable, the taste and feel of the moment.

“Tiger teeth come out.” Rochu laughed now, "Are you hungry? ”

Elizabeth, this is why she hastily covered her lips with a little panic and embarrassment, "No, that's not it... you didn't see it!! You didn't see!! ”

The little vampire girl suddenly lowered her head and ran back into the room.

“Interesting ability.” The maid suddenly said, "Was it because she had consumed the master's blood? ”

Lochu shook his head, “I don't think so… When I let her suck blood, I was just a human being, just a normal person, nothing special. But it's probably because it's hybrid, right? As her mother's side, there was also the blood of the knight of the round table. ”

The maid smiled and said casually: "Looks like she likes you. ”

What else can Rocchu say... he has already introduced the ‘girlfriend' thing very directly from the beginning, which in his view is already quite clear, and there is no clearer explanation than that.

Occasionally, however, a little bit like a little girl appears to be a maid, and Boss Lo feels wonderful.

“Well, all of a sudden I kind of want to go see the farm here. ”

So, Mr. Lo jumped off the subject, and said half seriously.

“Farm?” The maid was surprised.

Lo Qiu nodded: “What I saw earlier on the so-called [food] on those cradles was… something called [happiness]. So, don't you feel curious about the way these farms are raised? ”

Lady Maid has no problem, the owner can follow where she wants to go, help do what she wants and even do it in advance... all her thoughts can basically not escape these two points as a premise.

Neither the club that Lochu had just taken over, nor now, has changed... perhaps there is more to it now.

“Then go check it out.” Unight smiled submissively.

So Rochu took a step back.

One step back, he split into two... the maid also took a step back and split into two.

……

The controversy with Maria seemed to have stopped - when Lochu and Yunight returned to the room.

Although the controversy stopped, the two stared at each other - apparently this cessation was not illegal because one party had won, but merely a silence.

Elizabeth then dismantled a chair in the room and started a fire in the fireplace —— boiling water.

As the headquarters castle of the [Torrito] clan, there is no way to find anything to greet humans but blood products.

Without trying to be rude, but without a solution, this little vampire girl can only come up with one way that is not a solution - to burn water on the spot.

Of course there is water, even vampires need to clean their bodies... and the bathroom in the room is clean - definitely not with bath water.

[Boss Luo] Sit down slowly with [Lady Maid] at this time.

After Madame Maria swallowed her saliva, she started frowning again and said: “I tell you, they can definitely imagine us mixing in [food]...”

A new round of debate has begun.

Whoo--! Whoo--!

The little vampire girl is on the side, blowing very hard to make the water burn a little more.

……

……

The castle, in the exposed part of the mountain, is already magnificent, but even bigger in the deep part of the mountain.

This is the nest that the [Torrito] clan has been building for so many years, and naturally it will not be as simple as it looks - especially deep into the mountains.

Not only are there strong boundaries arranged around them, but there are even a number of places where elite vampires hold hands - after all, the deeper into the mountains, the more noble the identity of the vampires they inhabit.

And the Grand Duke of the [Torrido] clan is sleeping in the deepest part of the mountain… basically nothing significant, or on special days, the Grand Duke of [Torrido] will not wake up easily.

On the one hand, waking up is too boring for a Grand Duke with a long life - and sleeping is a great way to lift strength for vampires.

As humans get older, their body functions gradually deteriorate, but vampires are different... the older they are, the stronger the traditional they are, they never know what aging is.

A group of upper aristocrats of the [Torrito] clan, sitting in a huge, circular room deep in the castle.

It's built like an opera theatre.

On the second floor of the viewing platform, each individual viewing platform is covered with a grey gauze, and only a blurred figure can be seen - while on the stage below, several waiters dedicated to the upper nobility have stood.

The waiters bowed their eyebrows and waited for orders from the upper nobility on the second floor.

But the upper nobles, this time not as in the past, soon let the attendants take [crops] out, but began to chat.

“How many guys broke into the castle today? ”

“A poacher, right? Haven't they happened a few times this month... Speaking of which, after you caught the last poacher, you actually opened your own stove, don't you think it's unkind? ”

“Stop it, the woman looked pretty clean, I didn't expect to take my first breath, I almost threw up, I don't know how many men I've fucked! It smells like men, even werewolves... it's disgusting. ”

“Oh, that's why I said, how can those [snacks] out there compare to [food] from our farm? Didn't your superiors tell you that all the [snacks] on the side of the road were seriously unhygienic? ”

“Quiet. ”

At this point, a screen in the middle suddenly sent a low male voice - his voice sounded and the upper nobles stopped chatting with each other.

They all looked at the most central screen —— they could see two figures in it.

One sits, and one stands by and waits... talking to this standing male vampire: Busby.

In the world of vampires, he merely possesses the status of a squire… but in essence, he is no worse than the upper nobles here, and even more powerful than many of the upper nobles here.

Though merely a squire, it is not possible to make all the upper nobles look lighter - again, Buzzby generally speaking out on behalf of the adult.

This is the other figure sitting behind the screen.

As a direct descendant of the [Torrito] clan, it has the power to be second only to the Grand Duke and, while the Grand Duke is asleep, can act on behalf of the Grand Duke within the clan. It is a well-deserved prince of the [Torrito] clan… its name is: Bailergon.

Bailegan did not speak at this time, and Bazbi stepped out behind the veil after the upper nobles had calmed down.

Similar to what the patrol soldiers wore, they wore a full set of dark blue uniforms… At this time, Bazbi stood tall with his hands stacked behind his back.

The slightly pale skin, with green eyes, is incredibly gorgeous, despite a certain amount of slaughter in military uniform… Even among the most beautiful and famous [Torrido] clans, Budsby has a steady way into the top five.

A lot of female vampires in the upper aristocracy have lost their sight at this point.

“Before I begin my meal, I would like to announce a few orders from His Highness Bailegan. ”

Bagsby had a document in his hand, and the low, magnetic sound slowly penetrated every inch of the place. “The first, starting the following month, will reduce the supply to 85 per cent of all upper clan aristocracy. And the supply to the middle nobility was down to seventy percent. The supply of subordinate aristocracy was fifty percent… the rest remained unchanged. ”

“What, 15 percent less? ”

After all, not all female upper aristocrats would be obsessed with the beauty of Bazbi - a slightly sharp female vampire voice sounded harsh.

"Now, not just [Torredo], but the rest of the Twelve clans, will start next month with measures to reduce the supply," Buzz said, bluntly. The reason, I'm sure you all know more or less. ”

“Is… the sacred blood ritual?” The voice of an upper aristocrat went on: "But even the sacred blood ceremony has never preceded a reduction in supply? ”

“Indeed, in terms of past harvests, there is no need to reduce the supply of nobility," Bazbi said. But in terms of the yield this year, we can only choose to save… You don't know that the 13 clan farms have experienced different degrees of production cuts? ”

“[Infection] … is it that bad already?” The sound of a low shout.

There is no more explanation from Baz than at this time - the clan is a very deeply classed structure that, even with occasional voices of opposition, cannot counter the traditions of power that have prevailed for countless years.

“This is the resolution adopted by the Thirteen clans in full at the summit last month.” Buzzby looked around this time, "so it couldn't be changed… Now I go on to announce the second thing. That is, starting today, to recall all those who hold the title. ”

“Recall all all the clans with titles? Is that what the Supreme Council of the Thirteen decided? ”

The noise of chaos suddenly rang.

“Quiet!” Batesby's voice sounds all over again, "recalls the people who live in this world! The cost of their stay in the [non-human field] will be paid by the clan. ”

“Why recall? Are we going to start a war with the werewolves again? ”

“Three months ago, a family of vampires living in the Far East were killed overnight by unknown enemies," Bazbi said. ”

“Far East… is it the Takizawa family?! ”

As the spring thunder exploded, the sound here suddenly became more...