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"Whether you are a vampire, a werewolf or a wizard, if you want to survive in this city, you must abide by the rules of this city. If you still have certain purposes, you cannot violate these taboos." Marais continued.

If you live with a woman.

"Let's put this aside. In fact, I'm not interested in any of this at all. The reason why I know about the Witch Guild is just because I heard a piece of news." Damon waved his hand holding the cup in disinterest.

Swing it.

"Catherine, you are here for Katherine Pierce." The woman looked at Damon Salvatore and said firmly.

"Then it seems that the news I got is true? How can I see her? Capture those of you who are hostile to her and send them over?" Damon easily understood from the woman's words.

He asked for the answer he wanted, and then smiled evilly at her.

"So what if it's a fact? Do you think she is still the Katherine Pierce you know?" The woman replied rudely, and then said: "She is now one of the top leaders of the witch guild. Believe me Damon, she is no longer

The person you know and are familiar with."

"This joke is not funny at all." Damon's face was calm, but his fingers holding the wine glass slightly tightened.

"In fact, what I said is not a joke. She initially made a deal with the leader of the witch guild, and that person helped her gain freedom from her ancestor Klaus and gave her what she wanted, and she,

You need to work for that person."

The woman's tone paused, and she gently raised the corners of her full red lips, and continued with a bit of sarcasm: "That person gave her even more than she expected. She doesn't care about you at all, and she doesn't care about you and Si.

Tefan. She doesn't even want to have any contact with you anymore. She escaped, but she never looked for you and avoided you. This is obvious evidence."

"I feel a little sad to say that." Damon forced a smile on his face.

"We will help you meet Catherine." Marais' hand holding the wine bottle nodded towards Damon.

"When did I say that I need your help?" Damon retorted rudely.

"Believe me. Without our help, you wouldn't even be qualified to see Catherine! What kind of organization do you think the witch is? Do you know where its real stronghold is? Where is Catherine? And because of her?

Why do I want to see you? There are too many things you don’t know, Damon. Whether it’s the witch or Catherine’s past and present.” Marais asked a series of cold questions.

"Why should I trust you?" Damon frowned.

"I don't think you know a female vampire named Nadia Petrova, right?" Marley raised an eyebrow and glanced at Damon. When he shook his head, he said softly: "She is the daughter of Katherine Pierce.

, biological daughter. She once belonged to the same camp as us, to be precise, she was someone who was so close to us that we regarded her as a member. She now stays with Catherine."

"I didn't know that Katherine had a biological daughter." Damon felt quite depressed about his mood at the moment. He originally thought that Katherine would talk to him about everything, and the two of them could share all their secrets. Even she even

The fact that he was a vampire was revealed to him. However, now, he felt more and more confused.

"Then you don't even know her real name." Marais raised his eyelids: "Katherine Pierce is just a pseudonym. Her real name is Katarina Petrova. She was expelled for giving birth out of wedlock.

Family, but because she offended Klaus, the ancestor of vampires, she had to remain anonymous and live in hiding. You see, she has been lying to you. "

"Why are you telling me this?" Damon looked at Marais: "Is it just to make me dissatisfied with her?"

"No, we just need you to get some information from her." Malai shook his head.

"Isn't that Nadia Petrova one of yours?" Damon said, smiling strangely, as if remembering something: "Oh, I forgot that she was once one of you."

"Her biological mother is there." As if he didn't hear some words that Damon could say with emphasis, Marais threw the bottle aside, crossed his hands and rested his elbows on his thighs.

He leaned forward, looked directly at Damon, and said solemnly: "We need your help."

"Why should I help you?" Damon stabbed mockingly.

"It's not good to have to talk openly." Malai leaned back and leaned on the back of the sofa again. He put his right hand into his pocket and fumbled twice, took out a ring and threw it away.

Damon's hand. "Look at this, you should be familiar with it."

"This is," Damon took the ring thrown by Marley, a flash of anger instantly flashed in his eyes. He glared at Marley, and just as he was about to move at super speed, a sudden stinging pain prevented him from holding back.

He fell down from the sofa.

"Get the information we need, and then your brother Stefan can survive and be free." Malai looked directly at Damon, while his partner continued to chant the spell.

"What exactly do you want me to ask about?" Damon asked through gritted teeth, holding back the pain that felt like a red-hot iron rod being stirred in his head.

"There is as much detailed information as there is on the person who founded the witch. The more you dig out, the less Stefan will suffer. Finally, you need to be a messenger to tell them what they want most now.

You need to know the secret about Silas's whereabouts, and try your best to let the man who founded the witch go. If you do all this, your brother will be fine." Malai knew clearly in Damon's ears.

said.

…

In a quaint old castle, a woman wearing a luxurious dress walked quickly. When she came to a house, she stopped running, stood firm and relaxed slightly because of running.

He seemed to be breathing heavily before he pushed the door open and walked in.

"teacher."

Inside the house, a man in a gray-white robe was brewing something with his back to the door. The house was filled with a variety of materials and herbs, and the whole large room was filled with the sweet aroma of medicine.

The woman quietly closed the door, bowed to the busy figure from behind and shouted in a very respectful manner.

"Cress came just in time." Tang Bai turned around and waved to Cress who walked in through the door, gesturing for her to come forward. (To be continued.)