Marvel’s Superman

"Alexander Covenus..."

Elder Amelia looked at Serena in front of him, and Klein, who was furious behind him.

As a family elder who has lived for hundreds of years and one of the three people in power, she can probably guess what happened to the whole thing.

"Dear Serena, you are saying that you learned about our family's past history from a certain human being."

Amelia stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

This gorgeous-looking woman with a charming aura all over her body is in the peak period of vampires.

Neither aging like Marcus nor failing like Victor.

She can live for a long time, and may be the most powerful elder in the family in the future.

After all, Marcus and Victor.

They will soon step into the grave and return to the embrace of darkness.

And Amelia, she can continue to enjoy the good feelings of power and status.

Therefore, the elder's approach to the past that was deliberately concealed and covered up was the same as before.

There is no need to let the younger generation of the family know that it is not a glorious thing.

A long time ago, the ignorant period of the Middle Ages.

The vampire Marcus cooperated with the great lord Victor to imprison the maddened werewolf ancestor William, and then established a huge family.

There have been many dirty deals, ugly betrayals.

I really want to say it, it's actually a bit unpleasant.

"You are too simple, child. The first man in our family is Marcus. There is no Alexander Covenus, and no vampires are born of the same ancestry as werewolves."

Amelia, who was about the same age as a human being in her thirties, had a smile on her face.

She held Serena's hand tenderly, feeling cold.

The body temperature of vampires is much lower than that of ordinary people, and they have always been called "cold-blooded animals".

The latter retreated subconsciously, then realized that it was not polite, and restrained the impulse.

This vampire female warrior is not used to being approached by others.

In the huge family with numerous branches, Serena has always been an outlier.

She likes to be alone and refuses to be approached by anyone.

Except for the sleeping Victor - the other party is equivalent to the role of the father.

If Victor hadn't adopted him, took him with him, and gave him the "first embrace", Serena, who lost her parents, might have died in a dark alley long ago.

"But I saw that in the history book written by Thales, the story of Marcus and William was recorded. One of them was bitten by a bat, the other was bitten by a wolf, and they became werewolves and vampires..."

Serena opened the book in her hand, trying to prove that she was not lying.

Amelia smiled and interrupted softly: "Tallis makes mistakes too. He is the family's 'historian' and is responsible for recording everything we have."

"Survivor of the Black Death, the warlord of Hungary, the first undead... I have heard such rumors. But after so many years, no one has really seen it."

"Maybe Thales heard about that rumor and wrote it down, and that's the truth."

"He was almost punished by Victor for this and was to be exiled to Siberia."

Serena frowned, and her intuition told her that things were not that simple.

"Elder, maybe Victor..."

The vampire female warrior wanted to say something, but was stopped by Amelia.

The other party took the book, and there was a dim light in his eyes.

Hold Serena's hand with a little force.

"Victor will wake up tomorrow night, wait until then."

Amelia was firm and did not give Serena a chance to speak.

"He treats you like a daughter, and sees you as his favorite child. He'll answer all your questions, Serena."

After speaking, Amelia swayed the slender and exaggerated waist of the water snake and disappeared behind the study door.

This is a secret conversation.

"I've said it a long time ago, Elder Amelia won't believe those nonsense! The blood flowing in our bodies is noble blood."

Klein held his head high and said proudly, "Werewolves are a bunch of lowly slaves. They are only fit to live in dark caves and damp sewers."

Serena's eyebrows rose sharply like swords, and there was a chill in her eyes.

She glared at Klein coldly, and said sarcastically, "Do you believe it yourself?"

With noble blood, it's okay to deceive the newcomers in the hall.

With the advent of the technological revolution, the mystery of the dark world has long been torn down.

Even hunting werewolves began to change from cold weapons to silver bullet pistols.

Who is more noble than the other for something like blood?

"Victor will believe me."

The Superman Lieutenant General appeared in Serena's mind, and the other party might know more.

She didn't say much, stepped on her leather boots and hurried away.

This vampire female warrior thought that Elder Amelia's behavior just now seemed to be covering up something.

"Oh, Victor."

Looking at Serena's back, Klein lowered his head and smiled.

"Of course he will believe you, poor Serena."

As Victor's confidant, Klein knows far more secrets than Serena.

for example.

The murderer who killed the Serena family was not a werewolf.

In fact, he went out secretly and hunted the blood-sucking Victor.

The reason why he let Selina go is just because the other party looks like his dead daughter.

"We are all a bunch of cold-blooded animals, where can there be any warmth."

Thinking of Serena taking Victor as her father, Klein was amused.

It is an ironic joke to treat the enemy as a family member.

"Alexander Covenus..."

Klein restrained his unnecessary expression, and his expression became gloomy.

He had heard that name.

From the mouth of the wolf king Lucian.

"Just why do humans know? It's unreasonable."

Klein rolled his eyes, and he had an adventurous idea.

...

...

The next day, early morning.

Sunlight poured warm rays into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Luke's body woke up automatically like setting an alarm clock.

Tossed one night yesterday to save Howard from the Moulin Rouge.

Then he met a vampire who was following him, which involved the grievances of the descendants of Alexander Kovinas.

A series of things, like a series of dramas.

"Life is really full."

Luke stretched and opened the thick curtains to welcome a new day.

"It's a bit unaccustomed to have no one around to accompany you."

He opened his nightgown and looked at the big bed that was big enough to sleep three or four people. He couldn't help feeling a little lonely.

The moment I opened my eyes before, I could always see the lovely person snuggling in my arms.

But now, there is not even a heart-warming Naiko.

"Hopefully the days of business trips will end soon."

Luke began to miss New York, and he preferred the vibrant city to the glamorous and charming Paris.

Although, in the next few decades, it will become the most dangerous place in the world.

Along with Tokyo, where Ultraman haunts, and the often bombed Golden Gate Bridge, the White House, the number one target of terrorist attacks, is listed as the most unsafe place on Earth.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Must be the Howard guy.

Luke thought helplessly.

After a bad affair, Howard still doesn't have a long memory.

Especially after witnessing Serena's vigorous fitness and hearing about the dusty past of the vampire family.

His interest in the dark world, as well as magic and exotic creatures, seems to have grown a little stronger.

As the saying goes, a country is easy to change and its nature is hard to change.

Even after throwing up the toilet all night, vomiting out all the acid in the stomach, and then lying on the bed with a bloody, terrifying nightmare.

But Howard is still drawn to the unknown, and the seemingly dangerous and exciting life.

He's a restless guy at heart.

Unless you wait until you get married and have children, and shoulder the heavy responsibilities of a husband and a father, you can gather that restless heart.

"There will be a meeting at noon today to discuss trade channels between countries and Atlantis."

Luke opened the door, and Howard, with thick dark circles, came in like a panda.

Judging from the look of him about to die suddenly, it was obvious that he had not slept all night.

"I know that the peace summit must be the main job."

Howard nodded, and he said in a negotiating tone: "It's just that these national affairs of political games and resource allocation are finished. Luke, can you let me also participate in the follow-up events of the vampires?"

"Howard, you're so good. Forget the scar. Forget Rania's misery and the scene where she can't wait to eat you as a snack?"

Luke poured a cup of coffee for Iron Man's father and reminded: "Don't look at the young and beautiful vampires, they are actually 'old people' who are hundreds of years old. Especially adult women, when they do some kind of... sports , once you reach the peak of stimulation, you can't help the bloodthirsty desire to hurt the mating object."

"Trust me, it's not going to be a great feeling."

Howard was stunned for a moment, and wanted to explain that he was not interested in female vampires - at least until he got rid of Rania's shadow.

However, his attention was quickly diverted by what Luke had said.

"You are very knowledgeable about this."

Howard's eyes were full of doubts. If he hadn't experienced it himself, how could he have come up with such a detailed experience.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm Superman, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the lieutenant general of the Pentagon. How can I have an unclear and improper relationship with vampires."

Luke said solemnly.

He had never slept with a vampire, and at best had a negative distance communication with mutants.

As for the source of this knowledge?

The New York Temple is rich in books.

Even "Postpartum Care of Female Vampires", a popular science book that is almost useless, has a collection.

"By the way, I never seem to have said that I want to participate in the internal disputes of the vampire family, right?"

The thoughts diverged a little, Luke frowned slightly, and quickly reacted.

"Please, I've known you for so long, and I still don't understand your character."

Howard threw two cubes of sugar into the coffee cup, rubbed his tired face, and said, "If you don't plan to intervene in the vampire family, why are you talking so much about giving that vampire female warrior a history of science for free?"

"Or, you are looking at each other."

"Or, you're just thinking about something in your heart."