Love: "..."

She looked at Angeliel in silence. In fact, you said so much. The reason for not drinking blood is that it is not good to drink, right?

She pointed to the cup in the other hand: "What about this?"

Angelire shook the bright red blood in the cup and smiled: "This is deer blood. We have special animals in the Vatican Castle, feeding them daily with fresh scientific nutrition, and collecting blood regularly."

Love: "..."

She said to the system with amazement: "I am very magical when I talk to a **** person about science."

The system is very calm: "It's normal. After all, the blood family has a long life. When it comes to long-term vision, it is definitely better than most humans."

When I saw that I suddenly stopped talking, Angelel said: "Now it is my turn to ask you a question."

Love looked up: "You ask."

She put a small biscuit on her hand with a fork and put it in her mouth, delicious!

Angelire put down the cup in his hand and put his hands on the table: "I am very curious, what kind of race are you?"

The other person is not a human being, not an elf, nor a devil's breath. Of course, it is not the kind of werewolf who smells like a whole body.

I heard the words of Angelire's words and slammed it. I put down the tableware in my hand and thought about it. Suddenly raising my left hand seemed to be a move to the air.

Angeliel glimpses.

Because the next moment, she saw the left-hand index finger raised by the other side, there was a very familiar black ring.

It was the ring of Cain that he had placed in his collection.

I was a little surprised by the love: "I thought you would wear it on your body."

Angelir’s dark red nephew stared at her with a sigh of relief: “What do you want to show me, Angelis?”

Love swayed his hand: "As you can see, I am it, it is me."

Angeliel’s expression of lightness finally appeared a crack.

He looked at it with a blank look: "You mean... you are the ring of Cain?"

Nodded in love.

Angelire snorted and said softly: "Is the legend true?"

This time it’s my turn to be curious: “What legend?”

Angeliel returned to look at her: "Some very powerful gods will give birth to self-awareness and become a new individual."

Is this not a normal situation?

I thought about it. In the legend of China, there are countless monsters who practice adult-shaped monsters and even become immortals.

However, she turned to think about it. This kind of situation in Western legends seems to be very rare.

Strong my big country! There is a sense of pride in my heart.

system:"……"

When I thought about it, my hand was moving again. The ring of Cain disappeared and the next moment appeared on Angelel’s finger.

Angeliel looked down at the ring in his hand, and the other hand gently rubbed it twice, and suddenly laughed.

"Angelis, is this...do you want to be with you?"

Love: "..."

She swears that she has no other thoughts, but she is subconsciously aware that this Cain ring was given to Angeli, and that belongs to him.

Angelire doesn't seem to want to tease her anymore, shifting the subject.

"Are you still very good at Uncle Bobby?"

Love suddenly nodded.

She can see the strength of Bobby, not to mention that compared with Angelis, even the two sex-loving blood races, he can not even match.

Why are the people of Van Gogh Castle respecting him in the **** family that is respected by the strong?