When he twisted his shoulder, father Kieran's eyebrows became pimples. Their ancestor vampire family is really worrying. Klaus is this virtue. Rebecca, who came to repent earlier, and Elijah, who came to investigate when he fell asleep, really owe their family. He sighed deeply. Father Kieran nodded and promised, "I think I should be able to help you. However, I have one condition. For the safety of my niece, I think it's time to let her leave the city. You should be able to do it easily. "

Klaus, look up, Camille? What's the matter with her? He hasn't solved Camille's business. Father Kieran stared at him contemptuously. "Yes, she found out. You don't have to praise her. I know my niece has always been smart."

Klaus also wanted to sigh. He really didn't want to hurt or force Camille. He appreciated her directness and frankness, just like a good friend.

After saying goodbye to father Kieran, Klaus wandered out of Camille's window. He seemed to be used to this kind of "night attack".

Camille didn't sleep either. She was full of questions and confusion.

When Klaus appeared in front of her, she still held the photo in her hand, the historic photo with her familiar faces - Klaus, Marcel and Rebecca.

"You're really persistent, Camille. That's what I appreciate most about you, but why are you always looking for facts you don't want to know?" Klaus did not understand this human persistence, just as Camille could forgive his willfulness.

As soon as Klaus appeared, Camille's eyes turned red. She took a stick against him, shook her head and planned to escape. Klaus would want to control her again, pleading embarrassment, "no, Klaus, you can't always be like this..."

Klaus nodded calmly. He could understand and even had a good reason. "Believe me, Camille, it's better for monsters to appear only in novels."

Klaus approached Camille like lightning, and his tone was sad. "It's time for you to leave, Camille. It's for your own good."

Camille's plea turned into anger. The stick in her hand hit her fiercely, "no, you're a coward. It's not for me. You forced me to stay here for a few weeks. You're to let others, you hypocritical monster. You won't let anyone recognize the real you. Now I've done it, but it makes you afraid, don't you?"

Klaus was also upset. Camille thought about his mind a little, but could he guess at will? Did he allow this human self assertive psychoanalysis?

As soon as he grabbed the stick, Klaus pulled Camille close to him and grinned coldly, "listen, honey, if you really know me, even a little is enough to break you down."

Camille was not afraid of Klaus's threat at all. Her eyes were fixed on anything unexpected to Klaus. She knew that he would try to control her again because of this bastard's habitual trick, didn't he?

Camille stepped back, her tone was mocking, "if you have the ability, let me see!"