The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

can’t help but care.”

    “……”

    Zhu Heng didn’t say anything.
He knew that he just needed to be a competent listener at this time.

    “What do you think of the word ‘playmate’?”

    Zhu Heng thought for a moment, “I think it’s a very common word, similar to friend, companion, but it seems …… you don’t think so.”

    “Yes.” Ruzius nodded, a slight haze surfacing in his sky-coloured eyes, “I think the word, is equivalent to ‘toy’.”

    “…… Did you hear the word again in your memories?”

    “Yes.”

    “I’m sorry to hear that.”

    At the end of today’s routine consultation, Ruzius took some sedatives, as usual, to see if they would have any effect tonight.
When he left the door, the haze in his eyes faded away, and he gazed deeply at the door.

    Zhu Heng could not tell anything yet, but there were always clues.

    When he returned from the Military Headquarters, he had already probed several people successively who were on his suspect list, even the Old Marshal and Ellie were on that list.
The appearance of the suspected Temple organization after 10,000 years did shake him a little at first, but he soon regained his composure and even began to try to investigate a mole, excluding Zhu Heng.

    It was because he was familiar with the Temple that he knew what a terrifying behemoth it was.
Even the heavily guarded castles of the Vampires once had pawns they had gone to great lengths to plant in, the werewolves of the Snowy Land, the most exclusive Oriental Race, the dungeons of the Dark Elves, the hell fortresses of the Fallen Angels, all had the Temple’s tentacles as well.

    As long as they are the enemy, the Temple will do everything to destroy them.
The Temple knows that human life is short and fragile, and that is fine.
They can accumulate for several generations.
Fathers die, older brothers die, younger brothers die, wives replace husbands, and young children are raised into usable new blood.
Among them, the most useful ones, if they are born at the wrong time, they will be frozen in the hope that they will see the light of day again in a hundred years, even if ……

    Some are frozen to death.

    It was because he knew how horrible it was that he was on such high alert.
Yes, he had no intention of returning to the Temple of this era.
It was no longer his home, even if it shared the same totem and purpose.
In his time, what the Temple did was good.
In this era, its purpose was undoubtedly no longer pure.

    Ruzius glanced at the portable optical computer on his wrist, which was stuck on the page receiving the transfer.
He could already imagine how the vampire would jump to his feet at this message, probably coming towards him right now.

    The optical computer shook slightly.
It was a message sent to him by Ellie, who seemed very worried.

    Ellie: The formalities for the house have been completed, but …… is this really okay QAQ

    Ruzius: Thanks, it’s OK.

    Ellie: Even though that house is also within the range of Alessio, I’m still worried ……

    Ruzius: This is what happens when you don’t work efficiently.

    [Ruzius retracts a message].

    Ruzius: I’ll talk to him.

    Ellie: ……

    Ellie was silent as Ruzius put down his tactics and settled for lunch in the Conservation Center’s cafeteria.
He had an appointment in the afternoon.
The presentation of the Ancient Myth had been decided as a print.
He will be the narrator behind the scenes, for which he would have to make a trip to the recording studio.

    Halfway through his meal, the Saint took another glance at the time on his terminal.

    Why hasn’t he arrived yet?

    His eyes sank slightly and he twirled his fork.

    Has his attention been drawn to something else?

    He was just thinking this when suddenly his eyes saw something black and he stood up.

    He guessed half right.
An extremely angry Alessio was originally rushing towards his location but ended up meeting a staff member halfway.
The staff member had just come out of the third canteen, which had a limited number of egg tarts today.
He especially came to give some to Alessio.

    Three large boxes, eight for each, with a delicious aroma.

    The vampire, who had no concentration, immediately forgot his anger and held the egg tarts.
Somehow, he still remembered not to leave the psycho for one kilometre lest he lose his power, and found a secluded corridor close by.
There were some benches sporadically placed in the centre of the corridor.

He sat down, deciding to eat the egg tarts before going to find trouble with the psycho.

    “Ow!” The sound of a wolf cub came from a distance.
As soon as the wolf cub saw Alessio, he didn’t let his caregiver Darf carry him, but rolled off the ground and came running and rolling towards Alessio on his four chubby little legs.

    “Ow, ow!”

    The wolf cub crouched at Alessio’s feet and grabbed at his trouser.
Alessio took a silent look at him, but eventually picked him up and put him on the bench and gave the wolf cub his egg tart.
The wolf cub also liked this limited edition egg tart and whimpered as he dove in, eating all over his face.

    Alessio was eating his box indifferently when he suddenly felt something and raised his eyes.

    The last box of egg tarts had been pulled to the other end of the bench.
It was a white and bonny hand that was holding it tightly.
Sensing Alessio’s line of sight, the hand trembled.
Not only does it not loosen, but also puts the whole box of egg tarts into its arms with a “swish”.
Then the culprit pulled his hood and ran away!

    Still this thing!

    “Wait! Put my egg tarts down!” Alessio, of course, refused to take this loss and chased after it.
With his gift of teleportation, he quickly moved in front of this particularly fast criminal.
Then he realized that something was wrong!

    More than one kilometre! The psycho had lost his powers!

    He caught up with the culprit and tried to hold him back.
As a result, his cloak loosened, revealing a young girl with black hair and black eyes.
The young girl’s eyes were pitch black, and blue soul fire was burning in them.
She looked at Alessio with tears in her eyes.

    Alessio was stunned.

    This was a ……

    A maiden Lich.