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“No one is without desires, even those saints who seem to be pure and detached from the world.”

"Greed that is visible to the naked eye is nothing. Only those who appear to have no desires and show no greed at all can be considered truly greedy."

"Because what they desire and what they are greedy for are far from those small things. The greedy beast buried deep in their hearts is so huge that it creates a pure and simple life on the surface."

“When a person is not moved by money, power, or sex, then he is definitely not a saint, but has extraordinary desires, which are enough to make him abandon all other trivial desires.”

“This desire can be called faith, or it can be called greed.”

After listening to the Patriarch's words, Wayne was a little confused. This was completely different from the world he knew. In other words, his worldview was somewhat shaky after hearing these words.

But the Patriarch did not stop, but continued: "It is normal for ordinary people to be greedy for money, power and sex. But if someone suddenly becomes unmoved by money, power and sex, like a saint without desires, why do you think this is?"

Hearing this rhetorical question, Wayne opened his mouth with some understanding: "You mean... that person has a greater greed than greed for money, power and sex?"

"Hahaha, that's right, this is exactly what is called greed is not greed, and not greedy is the greatest greed." The Patriarch nodded with satisfaction, and then suddenly changed the subject, staring into Wayne's eyes and said: "Now, I can answer your previous question. You wondered why the country gradually got better after being ruled by vampires?"

Wayne nodded silently and sat up straight. Seeing this, Damu first drank a sip of water to moisten his throat before continuing.

"Although I don't know whether vampires are transformed from humans, as long as they are living creatures, they must have desires."

"Although it seems that the country is gradually getting better, that is just an appearance. The essence hidden beneath the appearance is still evil."

"As long as vampires still feed on human blood, they will always be the enemy of mankind. The patriotism they show now is just a cover for their true desires and greed."

"Like I said before, when the desire visible to the naked eye disappears, it means that the real desire has reached an unfathomable depth. Although I don't know what happened yet, I can never compromise when being ruled by a vampire!"

"Besides, how do you know that what you see is real? Seeing is no longer believing."

After a while, when Wayne left the nursing home, he was still dizzy. After the breeze blew across his face, his eyes gradually became clear.

"Is it because of a bottomless desire that this is the reason why it appears like this on the surface?"

Muttering to himself the Patriarch's words, Wayne strolled down the street. Wherever he looked, the crowds were less lifeless than before.

As he watched, Wayne sighed and shook his head helplessly. He was indeed too young. He could only see what his eyes saw, but not what his eyes could not see.

Although it sounds like nonsense, it is what he really thinks.

Between the vampire and the Patriarch, he chose to believe in the Patriarch, believing that the country's gradual improvement was just a facade to hide its true desires.

Although he couldn't do anything now, he could only wait for help to return.

With this thought in mind, Wayne habitually put on his headphones, tuned into a passionate song he liked, then put on his hood and started jogging.

Even though jogging can no longer improve his physical fitness, this habit cannot be changed in a short time. Besides, jogging is not a bad habit.

Following the rhythm of the song, Wayne quickly ran back home. He did not move out of his original apartment and continued to rent it.

That night, 11:58 p.m.

Inside the room, the moonlight shining through the window was very clear. The cold moonlight scattered on the ground like water, and the mottled shadows of the trees outside the window swayed gently in the moonlight.

Occasionally a breeze blew by, and an inaudible rustling of leaves could be heard outside the window.

Night is the time for sleep. Except for those who have a nightlife, ordinary people have already fallen asleep at this moment, waiting for the arrival of a new day.

Wayne did not fall asleep at this moment. Of course, he usually did not have a nightlife, and tonight was no exception. As for why he had not slept yet, it was because he was waiting for someone, or maybe not a person, but a ghost?

The waiting time always goes by quickly. Two minutes passed in a hurry, and at the moment of midnight, the pouring moonlight did not change at all.

But in Wayne's room, a small, cold light flashed.

"Yeah~ Today's weather is as good as ever." A lazy female voice sounded in Wayne's room, but the voice seemed erratic and somewhat unreal.

But Wayne, who had long been accustomed to this accent, did not think there was anything wrong. He looked at the translucent blurry figure in front of him and raised his hand and said, "Good evening, Sister Ling."

The translucent figure known as Sister Ling also replied with a smile: "What's wrong? Do you need a close sister to talk with you?"

"Although I don't have a body now and can't give you a shoulder to lean on, it's no problem for me to help you with common psychological problems."

"After all, you have reached this age, young man, don't be shy, after all, you are my lovely junior."

“Hehehe…” Wayne stared with dead fish eyes and laughed perfunctorily and without emotion: “Sister Ling, I’m really not a child. I beg you, please don’t speak in this tone anymore.”

"Tsk!" Tsukishima Aya looked at the brat in front of her and couldn't help rolling her eyes. "He was quite cute when we just met, how come he has turned into such an annoying brat now?"

"Ah... don't mention that anymore. How could I know your identity at that time, Sister Ling? Besides, that was just my normal reaction, okay?"

When Wayne heard Sister Ling mention how he looked when he first met her, he wanted to leave this planet that made him socially dead immediately.

Unfortunately, he couldn't leave, nor could he make his female senior forget the memory of their first meeting.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I have a question for you, Sister Ling."

Seeing that Tsukishima Aya seemed to want to continue talking, Wayne hurriedly interrupted her and said, "It's better not to mention the memory of social death as you never know when you might forget it."

"Well, since you asked sincerely, I will mercifully tell you. To prevent... ahem, confusion, tell me what your question is."

Ignoring Tsukishima Aya who was making a joke, Wayne used simple language to roughly explain the Patriarch's reasoning, and also stated his own guess.

It is better to gather everyone's ideas than to guess blindly by himself, and Sister Ling is one of the few people he can open his heart to and trust. Well... she should not be considered a person, but a ghost.

"So, Sister Ling, what do you think is the conspiracy of those vampires? Why do they act like they are serving the country and the people?"

"Well...I think, I don't know!"

"Eh?"

Chapter 395 Source

I have no idea?

Wayne was stunned. He thought Sister Ling would have some insightful comments, but he didn't expect her to just start talking. Sister Ling, your image as a caring big sister has collapsed.

"What's wrong? I don't know."

Seeing Wayne's shocked expression, Tsukishima Aya spread her hands and made an innocent gesture.

"I am just an ordinary senior of yours, not a politician who is rarely seen in a century. How can I know what those vampires who are immersed in politics think?"

"Besides, I just woke up not long ago. I haven't even seen what those vampires look like. What insights can I have?"

After hearing this explanation, Wayne looked away a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was negligent."

Tsukishima Aya was right. She had only just woken up not long ago, and she hadn't even witnessed the great changes in the country with her own eyes. How could she suddenly guess the vampire's thoughts?

Wayne naturally thought of this. It was indeed a bit too much to ask someone who knew nothing and had just woken up to answer this question.

After realizing that Sister Aya couldn't answer his questions, Wayne didn't continue to ask other questions, but just found a random topic to chat with Tsukishima Aya.

After all, this female senior of his can only appear when illuminated by moonlight at midnight, and she only appears for a dozen minutes. As for the rest of the time, she is trapped in the pendant.

Although he couldn't help Tsukishima Aya free herself from the constraints of the pendant, he could at least chat with her to relieve her boredom.

The man and the ghost started chatting, but mostly the ghost was talking non-stop while the man was listening quietly.

"Okay, time's up, good night."

Under the cold moonlight, as the last words rang out, a translucent figure waved at Wayne, and then became more and more illusory until it turned into a hazy glimmer and returned to the pendant.

"Good night."

Wayne also waved, even though he knew the other party could no longer see her. According to Tsukishima Aya, she could not observe the outside world after returning to the pendant, and could not even hear any sound.

So she cherishes this time that she can get out, and Wayne also tries his best to let his senior come out and get some fresh air every day.

"I still have to investigate it myself. It's not that easy after all."

Wayne took a deep breath and rubbed his temple, feeling a little awkward.

But... I'd better leave the boredom at night to him who is energetic during the day. It's bedtime now, so I don't want to think about it.

Wayne stopped thinking and used the "talk about it tomorrow" method. Today's problem will be dealt with tomorrow, so there is no problem today, and it's time to go to sleep!

The next day, early in the morning.

Although Romania has not yet completely gotten rid of the label of poverty, it has begun to move closer to developed countries in daily work. For example, as soon as the sun comes out, there is already a constant stream of people coming and going to get up early to work.

The shrill honking of horns and the sound of dense footsteps on the sidewalk seem to indicate that the country is gradually getting better.

However, not all people who get up early do so to go to work. People who don’t worry about their lives will also get up early to exercise when they have nothing to do.

"Huh... I've decided to start the investigation, but an investigation without clues won't work."

On the street, Wayne, who had just finished his exercise, exhaled a breath of hot air and muttered to himself as he looked at the increasingly dense crowd.

Although he wanted to investigate, he had no clues and didn't know which direction to look in.

After all, he is still a student who has not yet entered society. He has nothing and does not even have a helper.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time."

Shaking his head, Wayne ended his meaningless thinking. He had classes today and had to rush to school.

Not far from Wayne, two men who were obviously foreigners were talking. One of the men even glanced at Wayne curiously as he left.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Walliver suddenly turned his head and looked to the left rear while talking, Jacob asked curiously, and also glanced in that direction, but he only saw the back of a hooded figure gradually moving away.

"Nothing." Wallifer turned his head with a smile on his face, "I just found something interesting."

"Hmm..." Although he didn't know what Wallifer had discovered, but seeing the smile on his face, Jacob didn't want to delve into it any further.

He was well aware of the evil character of the demon in front of him. If something was considered interesting by him, it must not be a good thing.

"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's continue talking about vampires." Seeing that Wallifer seemed to be still immersed in the interesting things that just happened, Jacob had to bring the topic back himself.

"Let's not talk about why we have to cooperate with vampires, let's just talk about how we are going to meet that so-called vampire boss." Jacob scanned the information he searched on his phone and said weakly, "And according to the information I searched, the vampire president has not appeared in front of the media since he gave a speech in front of everyone that day."

"We don't even know where the vampire president is!"

"Hehe~" Upon hearing this, Valive smiled gently, and with his strangely handsome face, it was quite pleasing to the eye for a moment.

If I were a female, I would have fallen by now, Jacob thought silently in his heart. Fortunately, he had a normal sexual orientation and had no intention of being stabbed. Of course, he also had no intention of being a troublemaker.

"Since you don't know, why don't you just go and look for it~"

“…I feel like you said something nonsense.”

Wallifer did not answer, but suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction.

Seeing this, Jacob looked in that direction curiously, but to his surprise, there was nothing in that direction, completely empty.

"There……"

"Idiot, use the perception magic I taught you."

Although Wallifer's tone was the same as usual, Jacob seemed to hear a hint of disdain in it.

"Oh……"

Jacob, who dared not speak out his anger, cursed Wallifer thousands of times in his heart and used perception magic at the same time.

The moment the perception magic was used, the street that was originally empty was still empty.

But Jacob was cautious and did not speak. Instead, he increased his perception. After a few seconds, he finally saw that there was a faint blood-red trace extending to the street in the distance.

"What is that mark?"

"It seems that your eyes are not just decorations." Wallifer mocked Jacob first, then explained: "Those are bloodstains left by vampires. As dark creatures, their every move will leave traces."

"As long as we find a vampire through the bloodstains, and then through the blood in his body, we can find the vampire that blood embraces him, and then through the blood of the vampire that blood embraces him, we can find the vampire of a higher level."

"If we keep searching layer by layer, we will definitely find the source of the vampire. Moreover, using this method, no matter how far the source of the vampire escapes, we will be able to catch him."

"That sounds like trouble..."

"What? Do you have a better idea?"

"Don't worry about me, please."

"Haha, let's go. If we're any later, the bloodstain will disappear."

Chapter 396 The First

Saint George.

This is a city located in central Romania, belonging to the Transylvania region, close to Brasov.

Although not as famous as Brasov, it is also a rare holiday resort with famous museums and churches built in the 15th century.

Although this ancient church no longer has its original believers, the church, which was built in the 15th century, is still in operation because a new round of religious beliefs is beginning to emerge.