Chapter 15

Chapter 15

The street lights brightly shine on the uninhabited street, and it should not be said that there is no one, because in the middle of the street, there are two people standing, one of whom is still holding a thin little boy in his arms.

"Mian, where are you going at this late hour?" Raphael smiled naturally, pretending that he still didn't know that Marian and Ayr had had that conversation.

"Isn't this going to your place to drink two glasses of wine! Hey! I happened to meet this young man and fainted in my arms for no reason. Yo, isn't this Dorothy's classmate? Marian also looked natural. Both of them disguised just right and didn't show their feet to each other. As for now, Raphael doesn't want to expose Marian's true face. From the bottom of his heart, he may still resist what he hears. After all, Raphael and Marian have a good relationship.

"Yes, what's wrong with him? Do you need to take him to the doctor? Raphael walked over, observed Pierre's sleeping face, and gently pushed his arm. "Pierre, Pierre, what's wrong with you?"

Pierre frowned and slowly opened his confused eyes. Seeing Marian and Raphael looking at him with concern at the same time, he couldn't help wondering: "Why are you here?"

"It's not that you suddenly fainted, which scared me to death!" Marian put down Pierre, who has always been a considerate and good uncle. Raphael couldn't help frowning his delicate eyebrows gently, and his heart was sad again and again. Marian, how on earth did he become a werewolf? Doesn't he feel sad and sad that he has fallen into such a dirty creature? Oh, forget it! Most werewolves are obsessed with the process of growing hair and making a wolf-like roar when the moon is full, aren't they?

"Oh, by the way, sir, it was just now that someone covered my mouth and nose with his hand that made me faint! Besides, that man, no, it's that monster. He obviously wants to eat me!" Pierre seemed to think of something and clutched Raphael's sleeve tightly in fear.

It seems that children can also feel the rotten smell emitted by the werewolf man due to the long-term devouring of human beings.

He patted Pierre's hand holding his sleeve comfortingly: "You just had a nightmare just now. It's not true."

"No, sir, I never lie, I..." He wanted to say something more, and Raphael sealed his mouth with one finger: "Don't say it anymore, Pierre, don't say it again, okay?"

Pierre looked at Raphael's black eyes doubtfully. He didn't understand why Raphael stopped him. Does what happened just now have anything to do with him?

Raphael gently snapped his finger in front of his eyes: "Pierre, what you just saw was just a nightmare when you fell asleep in Dorothy's house, so now you should go home."

Pierre's eyes suddenly became confused, like a puppet who lost his heart, walking in the direction of his home, dull and stiff.

"So you have seen it all." Marian was a little surprised that Raphael would say such words. He thought his performance just now was perfect. "Do you have any other intentions to defend me like that?"

"No." Rafael smiled gently and turned to walk towards the bar. On the way, he suddenly stopped and said lightly to Marian, who was still standing still standing where he was, "If you have to say that there is any intention, it is not that there is not without it."

"Ha! I understand, I understand! Join us secretly and we will keep this secret for you, right? Don't worry, don't worry, Raphael, for the sake of knowing each other for so many years, I can still help with this little favor. Marian laughed and looked so proud, as if he had already expected that Raphael would do this. Probably before, Raphael did not return to the demonic group in front of Claude, which was due to Fred's existence! That damn Fred is such an annoying stumbling block! Sooner or later, Marian will crush Fred, a pale vampire!

"So you think I'm as dirty as you." Raphael turned around and looked coldly at Marian with his shoulder in his arms. "I really imagined you so well. You're not the only one here, Marian? What's the point of hiding in the dark? Tell them all to come out!"

"Wow! It's the devil! Sharp observation!" Marian applauded, and at the same time, there were a lot of demons and werewolves behind the trees on both sides of the street, as if it was inevitable to catch Raphael alive.

Raphael shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "What a grand welcome ceremony."

"Of course, these are all for you, brother. It's not worth mentioning anything." Claude bent down gracefully and bowed deeply. Raphael resisted the impulse to slap him twice with his hair and tried to smile: "Oh, right? It's really my pleasure!"

"Brother, as long as you understand what I mean." Claude's smile is like a deadly poison, like a gorgeous flower, which does make many girls fall into it, but for Raphael, oh, Raphael can reluctantly say that disgusting metaphor.

"Is that so? So Claude, allow me to ask you a question? Raphael put his hand on Claude's slightly curly collar and casually pulled it flat for him. Claude grabbed his cold hand, put it on his equally cold lips, and stared at Raphael affectionately: "Oh, dear brother, you don't need to be like me at all. We are brothers, aren't we? If you have anything you want to say to me, please say it! As long as I can do for you, I will be happy to do it for you."

"Is that so?" Raphael's smile is even colder. "Have you finished your nonsense, Claude?"

"Brother..." Raphael's hand suddenly pulled away from Claude's hand. The feeling of emptiness and emptiness could be filled by any person or thing.

Raphael still has a gentle smile, just given to Claude, just a cold and ruthless back: "So I'm really sorry. I'm leaving. I'm very busy, but I don't have so much leisure to listen to you talking nonsense here, and keep your nonsense for Ayr! I think it's a good couple to talk nonsense with waste!"

But Raphael hasn't come a long way. Several werewolves have stood in front of him, their tusks are exposed, and there is a threatening sound in his throat. It seems that if Raphael takes another step forward, they will tear him up.

"What do you mean, Claude?" Raphael turned around helplessly and looked at Claude, the originator of the incident. "Are you a newborn baby? Do you still need the care of adults? I advise you to give up this boring trick as soon as possible.

"Boring tricks? No, no, no, brother, this will be a gorgeous piece of music. Claude clapped his palm and said, "Come on, guys, let's treat my dearest brother Rafael well and don't let him be disappointed with us."

As soon as his voice fell, a figure had rushed in front of Raphael, his sharp nails cut his delicate face like a sculpture, and the bright red blood slid down from his cheeks.

Rafael hurriedly stained the shocking red blood, put it into his mouth, and gently sucked it. Oh, what delicious blood!

At that moment, Raphael actually showed an evil smile. Oh, my God! Ale almost exclaimed. She didn't know that Raphael, who had always been gentle, would have such a smile exclusive to Fred or Claude. It was really surprising!

"I just found out that Claude, you are such an uninteresting person." Marian abandoned his usual disguise, narrowed his eyes lazily, and even his voice became low. The whole person's feeling was only decadent and gray.

"Oh? It turns out that Marian and my brother think the same way! It's really interesting. It's still in the future. You can wait and see, Marian!" Claude obviously disdained anyone's sarcasm.

And what does he mean by "interesting"?