Rebecca's face was tangled several times. Then she smiled. She approached Sophie and lowered her voice. "After all, Davina will be reborn, and your witch's power will recover or even become stronger... You will have to make a decision at that time."

Sophie seemed to understand. She sneered and put the bones neatly in her hands.

"All ears."

"A witch with all her mana can compete with vampires. Trust me, I know."

"I also know that it must be good to fight vampires fairly!"

"Fairness won't help you much, dear Sophie. You have a smart mind to laugh to the end! After this, Marcel is still here, and so is Klaus. You know better than anyone how mean their means are. Believe me, you will need an ancestor vampire on your side! "

Sophie's face had no expression. Rebecca continued to explain her ambition and conspiracy, her hatred and resentment against Klaus, "if you want them to no longer be in power, I just need a witch."

"Did I hear you wrong? Why did you make an alliance with me? "

Sophie is not a fool. She knows better than anyone how much she hates the three members of the original vampire family.

Rebecca did not deny that she hated the woman in front of her, but what about the interests of the overall situation?

"Sometimes what matters is not who your allies are, but whether you have a common enemy?"

Marcel hid in the dark. He stared at Davina. He always remembered the scene of saving Davina for the first time, his little soldier and his little witch.

He swore to Davina that he would protect her, but now she is lying there alone and being sedated constantly.

If we continue to inject like this, even if the power can't destroy her, Davina's body can't eat so many tranquilizers!

Marcel couldn't bear it. Davina weakened day by day. He struggled for a long time and finally couldn't bear it. He chose to save Davina and kill his own men.

Marcel personally destroyed his principles. In this situation, he made a choice. He chose Davina.