The pure Monica shook her head and looked at Sophie with a blaming look. Her face even had a smile of joy and pride, "Yes, my mother told me that I had to do this, this is the glory of witches."

Sophie flung off the trash who was grabbing onto her without letting go, she looked around at the crowd of people who were harvesting sacrifices, grinded her teeth and nodded, "That's right, your mother and I need to have a good talk, I will definitely not agree to it."

Sophie ran back to find Jian An. Unfortunately, her sister was even more dedicated than Monica, she believed in what the Witch Elder said, that she had always supported the harvest sacrifice.

As the honor of their family, Monica was chosen as their sacrifice, a direct sacrifice.

The Sacrifice of Harvest was far more cruel and terrifying than what they had imagined.

At this time, Elijah was also discussing about the Sacrifice of Harvest with Davina, the little witch's face was filled with suppression and hatred.

As the person in question, Davina's tone of voice was cold, sarcastic, malicious, and even filled with hatred.

Elijah quietly listened to her anger, he still did not understand, Davina was explaining to him.

"They asked some sixteen-year-old girls to prepare for a few months. Four of us will be chosen to participate in the harvest sacrifice. They said it was an honor — the children who were chosen, they are very special, their strength is the purest .. When I was selected, I thought it was just a myth... "

Elijah said. He felt that Davina's expression was strange and her face was twisted, "... Is that so? "

When Sophie's painful recitation had just reached its peak, she signalled with her finger that it was temporarily suspended and flashed into Bai Lu's room.

When the Great Wolfwoman woke up, her entire body softened from sleep. When she woke up, she covered her stomach and waved at Claus, shouting how hungry she was.

Claus carried her to the bathroom to wash and sober up. Then, the man's figure flashed and directly went to the kitchen, where Claus had long instructed her to get some food outside. She had been preparing it all the time, waiting for Bai Lu to wake up.

His stomach growled as Claus appeared in front of her with the tray in hand. He didn't even have the desire to look at the virtuous man in front of his, he had been wholeheartedly focusing on the delicacies present in the food in front of her.

Bai Lu ate like a madman. She did need to add something. After all, she had been unconscious for several days.

Claus casually struck her hair a few times, then turned and left the room, planning to continue listening to Sophie's story. Just as he stepped out of the room, the phone's ringtone sounded out happily.

Claus walked towards Rebecca and the others as he answered the man on the phone, "Maser, is it too early for you?"

The vampires' carnival was always at midnight. It must be something else for Maser to suddenly look for him this early.

Maser was obviously not as carefree as Claus. His voice came out from the phone, and he sighed a few times, "I know, even though I made everything look simple, but we all know, I still have an empire to manage."

Maser had always been very busy. Compared to the tyrannical Claus, he had a much closer relationship with humans. He liked them, and was even surprised to find out that this man who ruled over the tyrannical vampires liked children the most.

Simple, white, innocent, child.

Claus's line of sight followed the round stomach of a pregnant woman, and his mouth unconsciously answered Maser's question in a fuzzy manner.

In truth, she did not want to pay attention to Claus's line of sight. Wasn't he happily chatting with his good friend Maser? However, no matter how she ate, she still felt a sharp sensation. Could she have suffered from some Claus syndrome?

After dealing with Maser casually, Claus laughed coldly. Look, his Wolfwoman had already started to eat the second bowl, his appetite was not bad, and it seemed that they were extremely healthy, "Fortunately, it's you and not me, those responsibilities for managing the empire seem to be tiring."

Maser agreed with him and accepted a fervent invitation from a good friend of his, "Then, this thing in my hand might make everything a little more interesting," Maser shook the photo and report in his hand, his eyebrows wrinkled, "I just heard that there was a group of dead witches and scumbags at the mouth of the river. It seems to be caused by the werewolves, isn't it strange? It's just that it's not the Full Moon yesterday, I'll have to meet a person who knows him later. I really hope that you can accompany me there, Claus .. "

Claus moved closer to Bai Lu. Wolfwoman, who had been forced to drink a few mouthfuls of milk, had a soft beard around her mouth as she called out to him. When Bai Lu wanted to dodge, Claus suddenly lowered his head, and nimbly licked her lips.

Then, Claus finally split part of his attention. He raised his body and lazily answered Maser's request, saying perfunctorily, "The ones that have died at the mouth of the river do not sound like much of a trouble, rather, it should be considered as a reason for you to celebrate."

Those who died at the scene were their enemies. Naturally, Maser had reason to celebrate.

Rebecca glanced at Claus. It seems that Claus does not plan to pursue the matter regarding Bai Lu, right? So it turned out that Claus only wanted his little pregnant woman to be healthy and eat delicious food, that was all. Her brother finally learned what was called rare good intentions after more than a thousand years?

Maser was obviously not as relieved as Claus, he thought deeper, and the tone of his voice sounded gloomy. Maser said fiercely, "Listen, there is something that killed them, maybe it is still somewhere," Maser changed the topic, and his tone became warm again, "And your blood is the only way to cure the bite of the werewolf. My brother, I really want you to accompany me."

Claus did not refuse. Bai Lu saw that his smile was faintly discernible and that his dimples were all a trap, obviously the demon had some evil intentions, "Why not? I haven't been to the mouth of the river in a long time.

Maser was obviously very happy, he probably thought that Claus would definitely be able to help him, and straightforwardly replied: "Goodbye, brother."

Claus hung up the phone and continued, holding the white dew to feed it, while playing with his Wolfwoman.

Maser hung up the phone and waved his hand. His assistant immediately handed him a painting, Davina would paint it everyday and sometimes Maser would pay attention to the connection and the details.

The location of the dew? Plantations... Maser narrowed his eyes and looked at the place that was very familiar to him. As the adopted son of Claus, he had created many sweet memories from when he was young.

Maser looked at the place where Claus settled at. It seemed that they still had a lot of things to discuss and be honest with each other.

I've never been honest with him once... Brother.

— Claus.