Blood Contract: 血色契约: Xue Se Qi Yue
Blood Contract Chapter 6: Another Vampire Another Asxxhole
Under the scorching sun, the black-haired teenager wrapped in a gray scarf moved an earthen platform, his arms were wrapped with bloody bandages, and his thin figure was even weaker than that of the earthen platform. The teenager was tired with dragging and sweating, but the earthen platform was not moved too far away. Still, he stubbornly insisted.
At this time, a big man on the side really cannot stand it so he took the first few steps to pull the teenager's back by his collar, the teenager was pulled aside, and then cursed and scolded and then the man went on to carry the terrace easily towards the destination.
The teenager who fell on the ground was stunned for a moment, followed the big man, and raised his hand to grab the earth platform on the big man's shoulder. The big man suspected that he was in the way and pushed him back to the ground. There was a roar of laughter in the farm. The teenager looked at the crowd lightly, but was still unwilling to let up again, so he was pushed back and forth five or six times, until the big one. When the man put the terrace on his destination, the teenager sat down with all his heart.
"Don't bully Zero, Dolph!” A boy of twelve or thirteen ran up and down and kicked his feet on the big man's thigh. The big man knew he would do this and he jumped away. The big man rolled his eyes and yelled, "Listen, boy, he was in the way, I was not bullying him!”
The little boy turned around and tried to kick the big man like a monkey, and when he lost, he kicked him with his feet up. This time he succeeded in provoking the big man to scream at him.
"I'll kick your leg if you bully him again." the little boy made a grim face.
The Masters around him laughed again and shouted that the boy was an unreasonable villain. Little Nick ignored them and turned to Zero, then he put half of the pancake in Zero's hands.
When Nick was young, Old Man Benson arranged for him to help his wife. Although she always called Nick a bad puppy, she always left him some delicious food. These days, Nick always stole food and gave them to Zero.
Zero was in healing period, which was supposed to take a month for him to recover, but the boy was half as good in just ten days. Of course, Zero's condition improved a little, and he was sent to work on the farm early by the obese Mrs. Ferry.
Duke Reiter owned a large territory, and Zero worked only on one of his small farm. However, the word "small" is relative. There are more than a hundred slaves on the whole small farm. Fifteen people a group work together. Old Man Benson said in Nick's mouth is the leader of Zero's group.
In addition, Mrs. Ferry’s husband, was the head of the farm, according to the slaves, the man was like a hyena skilled at wagging its tail and begging for scraps.
Zero, in the eyes of everyone, is a good boy, introverted, weak, clever and stubborn. Such a Zero is not so annoying in everyone's eyes, but rather childish cute, which makes everyone like this stubborn little boy. At work, just like before, people often help him.
In the evening, more than a dozen slaves gathered together and they often made jokes, chatted and so on, but most of the people in this group were quiet, Zero especially liked that they would not ask about other people's past, and a group of gross men did things in a principled way, but they would not be too particular about it so he would not really remember their hatred.
It's not too hot and not too cold, which made Zero feel comfortable. Over half a month later, Zero put down his guard slightly and occasionally showed a genuine smile to people.
Occasionally, someone will come down to check the work on the farm.
Mrs. Ferry's obese husband, the farm manager, came to Zero early and unusually early to visit the place where he worked, precisely because it was the day when the head of the farm sent someone down to visit.
Mr. Ferry called everyone out in the sun to tell them how great Master Duke are, how important his were, what they had to do and what they couldn't do. He talked for nearly three hours, until the sun was sinking, the temperature dropped, the breeze was cool, and the horse hoofs were heard in the distance.
The carriage stopped and the man came down from the carriage simply wearing a white shirt and breeches. The strong muscles in the shirt bulged through it. The brown hair was tied by the hairband, the whip in his hand, and the boots had no trace of dust on his feet.
Mr. Ferry, the hyena, received him flatteringly.
The man tapped his left hand with a whip in his right hand, paced back and forth like a second lieutenant of a patrol soldier, and then stopped in front of Zero.
"Is he the new slave from the east?” The man raised Zero's face with a whip and patted him on the face with a whip.
"Yes, it's him, Lord Andrew." Mr. Ferry flattered and laughed. The fat flesh bounced twice on his face. Zero looked at him and felt some nausea and had to look at the man named Andrew. There was a special magnetic field around the man. Zero felt keen. He sensed that the man was dangerous because he was in his body. He felt the same magnetic force as his first assassin target, Mr. Sade, the vampire!
"I heard Orientals are beautiful." The man said, "But you are too dirty, Little Thing!”
As the man said, he took a cold, painful twitch on Zero's body, which caused him to turn sideways. The man's purpose was to make Zero twist around in a circle.
"The body is very thin, but the skeleton is strong. How old is he?"
Zero didn't seem to respond, and Mr. Ferry roared again before he said, "Nineteen."
"A very attractive age." The man laughed and licked his lips in a puzzling way, as well as two exposed fangs.
"Bring in water, come in!” The man turned towards a low but clean house.
Without waiting for Zero to make a decision, Nick did not know where to jump. He was so angry that Mr. Ferry's teeth trembled, and the other slaves were so frightened, blocked and pulled, that they knocked him out altogether.
Andrew, a vampire man, seems to be "acquainted" with Nick. "Isn't this that troublemaker? Yes? He didn’t learn from the last time he was whipped?"
"I'm sorry, sir." Mr. Ferry apologized with trepidation. The man seemed to be in a good mood today and had mercifully let Little Nick go.
The most astonishing thing about Nick's reaction is Zero, which is usually nonsense. The little thing is very smart. He is not a silly little guy who will not know how to read into anything. He usually defends Zero vehemently. Later Zero learned from a group of fifteen slaves, the Zero top was like Nick's father, so little thing would defend him like this.
According to the vampire orders, Zero brought a basin of water into the house. The house was not very spacious, but it was well furnished. The red wool carpet, cushioned red lacquer chair, a large table, flowers and a wine bottle were on it. The red liquid in the bottle was not considered wine by Zero.
"Sir, I've brought the water." Zero lowered his head and face without expression, just shaking his shoulders slightly to give a feeling of timidity.
Unlike appearances, Zero is thinking about whether to suddenly twist the neck of this person, no, this vampire, but I don't know it can kill him. Vampires here can be different from traditional Legends - vampires who are not afraid of light, garlic, and ordinary food?! Maybe peach wood sticking to his heart won't kill him.
Therefore, you want to set fire. The flint is on the mantelpiece, but if you really want to do it, you have to dry his blood. It's just a way to make Zero uncomfortable. Zero hates blood.
Just as Zero was looking for the killer at hand, a voice rang.
"What are you thinking about?” the man laughed lightly, with uncomfortable ambiguity in his voices.
"Raise your head." said the man.
Zero just looked up and faced the man's enlarged face. Zero stepped back in surprise and scolded himself for being too careless.
Then for an instant, Zero's hands were buckled behind him by the vampire, and his body was pressed on the table, where the original vase tumbled down and smashed.
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