The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Unsurprisingly, Zac did not return to work at the police station. James came back after finishing the matter. "Go home?" Zac had already started the car.

"Southern District, Weiss's house, I want to get my car back."

Let James enjoy it, a vampire with four centuries of life as his driver.

The drive back to the Southern District was the same as when he arrived. James turned on the radio himself and did not communicate with Zac.

When we arrived at Weiss's house, there was no one at home. James was familiar with the key found under the stairs of the front porch, opened the door and entered, and did not invite Zac to enter. Then ... "I'm gone."

"Goodbye!" James was already in the beer in the Weiss refrigerator.

Zac returned to Grande.

As soon as he went home, he saw Siberia sitting on the roof with a serious face.

"What about" Jian "?"

Spira glanced at Zac and didn't answer.

Zach parked his car in the warehouse and asked Roy, "What about" Jian "?"

"Go home." Roy answered, but the answer was confusing.

"Home? Does" Jian "have a home in the Federation?"

"West's home." Roy continued to answer without a tone, "The black cat came when they were stalemate, saying it was time for Jian to fulfill his promise and become its owner. Then the black cat He also said that the person of West no longer exists in this world, and Jian should be the life of West in this world, saving trouble. Then the two left. ”Roy paused deliberately,“ go home Now. "

Zac didn't know how to comment-"Jian" replaced West's identity in human society? Forget it, it's better than the appearance of a dead woman.

Zac leaves the warehouse and finds Siberia again, "You should also explain why you have stayed in Grande."

The current life form of Spira does not occupy resources or waste space. But ... do you understand, it's annoying.

Spella looked down at Zac. "I should explain? I thought you would be a bit conscious. Didn't you think that I was going to be in Grande?"

What do you mean? Isn't it that Sibella had somehow played Zac and then had to step in and come to Grande and chatter in front of Zac? Zac still needs to be conscious? What consciousness? It is Zac's general idea to blame Sibella for using his own way to complete the exposure of the cultural and social problems of Indo-An.

Zac still decided to maintain his self-cultivation, "Then please, what consciousness should I have."

Spella actually mocked, "I said, it's not your consciousness."

Zac gave up and waved his hands, unable to speak for a long time while holding the neck and the air on the roof under the watch of the staff in the living area. Zac entered Grande, and it was almost time for high school students to go home for dinner. Zac was going to prepare dinner.

After taking some ingredients, Zac began to prepare ...

Zac looked at his hand holding the knife to cut the ingredients. The thimble of the wizard Sam was now used by Zac and became a part of Zac's personal ...

conscious……

Zac dropped his knife and ingredients, "Sam? Do you want to be a republican?"

"You finally asked." The wizard Sam in the thimble spoke.

Yes, this is the reason why Siberia has been staying in Grande, Zac should have something conscious!

Sam's voice relaxed with a sigh of relief. "Because of the road of becoming a republic, you will definitely use the blood of a vampire, and this is exactly the event that you have been waiting for with the Demon Feast recently. I really don't want to take the initiative." Sam did n’t finish it, and everyone should listen carefully, “But republicans are really a very good choice for you and me! First of all, I wo n’t be restrained by you anymore, I can provide you with more in the battle More support. Then, I also have the ability to move freely. Some things can be done for you when your physical form can not be carried out. Finally, the Lord ’s faith creature that has always made you and Roy headache will hate vampires. I do n’t dare to say big things about the problem of corroding the soul, but I can guarantee that at least you are by my side. Even if you live to the destruction of the world, it will not hurt any soul that angels or demons want! "

Zac looked sideways, and Siberia no longer stayed on the roof, but floated on the desk, and continued to ridicule, "Finally. Hurry up and decide that I still have my own business."

Zac chose to ignore Siberia first, and continued to thimble, "I can understand the first two, the last one, why are you so confident?"

"Because what I'm good at is soul control witchcraft, like fighting in the sky tower, I can destroy the soul trying to escape before your blood corrodes the soul of the wizard! With the ability to move freely, I It can guarantee that if you want, your blood's restraint against the soul's alien race will not exist. "

This is a question of Sam's way of expression. There is ambiguity. Zac rearranged, "You mean that you can use magic to protect or destroy the soul according to my wishes before the blood of the vampire negatively affects the soul. "

"Yes!" The wizard in the thimble gave affirmation, "If we are fighting, then how are we going to be brutal and violent, if we are only in daily life, we will be gentle on all things ~"

Spella rolled her eyes on the other side of the kitchen.

Zac continued to ignore, "And then one day, I also became a full-body vampire, and my eating might send my soul into purgatory ..."

Completed by Sam, "If you want, I won't let you send any soul to purgatory."

"Wait a minute." Zac closed his eyes, because this future is too beautiful, and instantly solved the problem of the future angel devil's vampire race! "Let me think about it."

"Think?" Spella interjected, probably caused by continuous ignorance. "What else can you think! This is a good thing for everyone!"

Zac did n’t ignore it directly, but his thoughts did n’t stop. “Of course I have to think. This is not my personal problem. This can affect the vampire race ... No.” Zac shook his head. “This will affect us in this world now. The alien ecology of all systems in the world, vampires, wizards, demons, angels, and republican aliens, establish a new era pattern. "Zac opened his eyes." The last time I walked in an epoch-making move to establish a new era pattern (Abolition of slavery.) The Toredo clan I am in has all been wiped out. "Leaning on Siberia," I am not in the Torredo clan now, I am in Barton. "

Pause, let the audience understand the analogy-the Toredo clan, which was completely destroyed a century ago, is equal to all the events that surround all people, people and aliens in Zac's Patton.

Zac asked Spira, "Do you want to be a part of total destruction?"

Spira frowned tightly. This is not to blame Spella, sometimes we often forget that we looked at the vampire Zacary Torredo who had been acting like a demon all the way, it was a bitter character.

"It doesn't seem to be. Let me think about it." Zac picked up the ingredients and knives again and continued to prepare the ingredients.

The kitchen was quiet.

This silent atmosphere continued until the high school students came back, until the end of the dinner, until the time when the Southern District people should wash and sleep, until the clock indicated that the new day had begun, and continued until James was drunk in the early morning. Grand, said that Weiss never went home. It continued until sunrise, it continued until Zac sent James to the North District Police Station to find Weiss, and it continued until Zac and James returned.

Silence couldn't continue, James was too noisy, and took a crazy call from Grand's office, "Wes is not there with you? Then where did he go?" This is the second-hand shop in the Southern District Master Mel's phone.

"Wes is not there with you ?! He has been missing for a day!" This is a call to otaku Fitz. Surprisingly, James actually maintained the friendship of the game night.

"Has Wes been to you?" This was for the orphanage where Wes used to live.

Then came a series of calls to Weiss's childhood companions, including the inheritor Cliff.

Every time I hang up, James is irritable. Grande started to accumulate the serious atmosphere since yesterday. The ruined everything was clean. Zac could n’t think about anything quietly. He took half of the address book. The RAND Showroom helped James call.

"Well, that ... did you ask Mary over there?" Cyrus, who was occupied by Zach, asked carefully.

"Weiss doesn't believe in the faith of the Lord." Zac hung up the phone and continued dialing. This question is too stupid.

"I mean **** ..."

Zack paused and glanced at Cyrus, "Wes dead?"

This is not something kindly proposed by Cyrus can answer, "I didn't say that ... I just think that if you are looking for someone, you have to exclude some, uh, possible options ..."

Zac hung up, held his mouth, shook his head, and started calling Mary ’s church.

Quickly received, the voice of fallen angel tea, "Is Wes dead?" Zac went straight to the subject.

"what?"

"Help me ask if Detective Weiss is dead."

"Oh. Hold on." Soon, "No, we didn't receive his soul."

Zac's face was better, "Thank you." Ready to hang up the phone, Zac didn't want to talk too much to Mary's church, because he was afraid of a delay, and the question of republican "angel" would find himself. Not conducive to Zac thinking.

"Need our help to find Detective Weiss? Whether he is alive or dead now?"

Zac was a little surprised. There is the Mary Church where the Republican ‘Angel’ is present. Is it still in the mood for something else? "Do you have manpower to find someone now?"

"Oh, huh, are you worried about those republican" angels "? Rest assured, they will not do anything for a while, they were hit hard in Newton, and yesterday ..." Yesterday, when the Lord died, "In short, they Mourning. "

This is a hassle, "Okay, help detective Detective Weiss. Oh yes, if he is alive, it should be James's car."

"Well." The phone hung up.

Zak shook his head silently and continued to call. It is almost a mechanical repetition. The address book used for phone calls is faxed by the friendly friend from the orphanage, and the contact information of the people who have lived with Wes. Most Zac and James do n’t know, and several familiar names such as Cliff have been typed and asked before.

So James's irritability is understandable. If it wasn't ‘desperate’ to a certain degree, it would n’t be the point of calling these people and asking where Wes was.

Zac made a few more calls that nobody knew about Wes. He lowered the receiver helplessly and looked at the address book in his hand. He seriously doubted whether such an act was meaningful.

The phone rang and Zac picked it up nearby.

Tea's voice, "I found it, Detective Weiss lived well."

Zac blinked and listened to James, who was still grumpy in the office, "Where?"

"In the West End, guest at Stone Manor. When we found it, we were boxing with Blake Stone, very practical."

Zac was quiet for a while, "OK, I know." Ready to hang up.

"Do you need more information? We can recall Jackson Bishop and ask, Jackson has been in the West Side since Blake resigned from home ..."

"No need." Zac knew something about dog blood, so he didn't need to know. If you do n’t realize that this is a dog blood incident, I will mention another name, Jason. got it. Then we put this fact there, don't worry about it.

Zac hung up the phone and went straight upstairs, "James, Weiss found it, at Stone Manor." Without giving James any chance to talk back, the car key was directly thrown to James, "If you want to find it Give you the car and go by yourself. "

James was really slow in one way, or unconscious, and grabbed the car key and rushed downstairs. Zac was too lazy to remind James that James used to rush to Weiss's house, and the result was that Weiss kicked Jason out of bed, so Blake and Jason were living together, so With ... God knows what James can do this time.

Overturning this in other people's lives, James is no worse than Zac.

The source of the noise disappeared, and Zac was quiet again, able to think about it.

Spella also came down from the roof again and was ready next to Zac, always ready to welcome the result of Zac's thinking.

"Just do it." At the moment of dinner, Zac was still preparing the ingredients for the dinner. "But I have a request that I don't want to be the leader of the new era. I want you to accompany me. "

Spella also thought about it, and Spella's consciousness was much faster than Zach had to achieve. "Anyway, the birth is also with you, the vampire, and the total destruction is also together." This means agreeing to accompany.

Zac did not try to confuse anything, he wanted to make it very clear, "I want the wizards under you who have allied with Nofler all the time, and they will all sign up to be republican aliens around the vampire at some point in the future. protocol."

"Well, can't I choose Rimmer."

"No." Zac was very firm. "Rimmel doesn't need wizards, Norfil needs. Agree, we will start now."

"Agree." Spey stretched out his hand, "Sem to me."