Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

In the L-shaped inner warehouse of the Grand House, the 2nd floor is Benjamin’s bedroom. Maybe there are no walls, no doors, and you can climb up the stairs to be obvious at a glance. The space with only a big bed, a few wicker chairs and some wooden cabinets is not an upper room, but this is the only ordinary person in the Grand House. A place with home atmosphere.

Because it was originally a barn-like building, completely wooden, the werewolf dug out huge windows on all sides, and the ground was covered with dry straw, which was completely opposite to the dark and coldness of the Grand House. Of course, the most important thing is that Benjamin has many photos, which are installed in wooden picture frames, placed on the table, and hung on the wall. Different tall and muscular men and women with healthy muscle lines in tank tops are pictured with Benjamin.

It is just like the home of an ordinary veteran, warm and secure.

At this time, there were two women sitting on Benjamin’s bed.

“I’m so jealous of you.” Louise held a painting brush in her hand, smeared some blush in the makeup box, and brushed it on Alice’s cheek: “You have the perfect cheekbones! Basically! No need for extra shadows!”

“Really?” Alice held a Small Mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t tell whether she became beautiful or ugly. After all The 16-year-old Banshee has never established the correct aesthetics.

“I don’t need to lie to you.” Louise straightened Banshee’s face, nodded satisfied: “Okay. You can ask Benjamin.”

Alice from Jumped off the bed, rushed to the side of the guardrail, leaned forward, and shouted at the werewolf who was really’scratching’ a square stone tablet below: “Benjamin! Louise put on my makeup!”

“Yes Its a bit early for your age…” Benjamin said as he raised his head, on a fluffy finger, a sharp conical toenail rested on the stone tablet, white marble edges, intricate patterns, and the first prototype.

“Ah…” Benjamin opened his mouth. To be honest, he had never thought Alice was beautiful before today. The nail pierced the edge of the marble, and several cracks spread from the upper right corner of the stone tablet: “Very beautiful, Alice is very beautiful now.”

“Really?” Alice was surprised After that, I became a little bit shy, and ran up the stairs with the guardrail: “I’ll show Zach!”

Benjamin pushed the broken stone tablet away, took another stone, and said with a smile : “He’s still in the office.”

“Oh.” Alice stopped hurriedly, and silently turned and walked back.

“Let’s go see Old Hank!” Louise pulled Alice in disappointment, went down the stairs and walked to the back of the warehouse.

Behind the warehouse, there are stacked pyramid-shaped logs and cut planks. Old Hank is holding a knife and carving something on the formed coffin.

Jin is also here, but Old Hank seems to dislike Jin’s clumsiness and prevents him from approaching the workbench. He gave him a wooden plane and asked him to cut the board beside…

“Alice?” Jin found the girl next to Louise, her dry and sunken face turned soft and full, but her formal appearance remained.

“hmph! Pretty woman!” Old Hank snorts, “No matter how beautiful the face is, I have to work! Alice, come and help!”

Hank is a strange old man, except for mess He lost his temper and drove away the guests. He never had any kind words to beautiful women.

So Alice was relieved, took Louise’s hand to say thank you in a low voice, ran to Hank briskly, took the woodworking knife that Hank handed, and carved it.

It’s time to tell the truth. The most important person in the Grand House is not Zach the vampire, or Benjamin the werewolf, but Banshee Alice. She is in charge of the kitchen, cleaning, being Hanks apprentice, and she tidying up the body…Now everyone knows where her lack of aesthetics comes from…

Jin puts down the plane and greets Lu Louise, “Louise, can we talk?”

“Okay.” Louise had nothing to do for a while, and followed Jin to the distance.

“Louis.” Jin looked towards all around, confirming that no one is paying attention here, lowered his voice, and asked: “Wait for all this to pass, the changer and so on. What are your plans? “

“Me?” Louise shook her head: “I don’t know, I haven’t thought about it yet.”

Jin was a little surprised, this clever woman was not wary , Continue to ask: “Aren’t you afraid? I mean, you and me, we are human. And they, they are…” Jin tried to use less offensive words, but thought for a while, except for’monster’. Nothing, “No matter what, you don’t want to live here all the time?”

Louis thought for a while: “Hank, Hank is just an ordinary old man.”

“Uh.” Jin Ru was frowned, Hank ignored the werewolf’s fluffy fingers and the vampire’s “wine glass”. The only explanation was that Zach used his red eyes to control him, “red’s Eyes, Louise, do you know that Zacs red eyes distorted your will!”

“I know.” Louise finally showed a trace of expression, sighed: “But even though If he doesnt do this, I will stay here. At least I dont want to be eaten by the alien, he can protect me.” Louise looked at Jin suspiciously: “Why are you asking me this? As far as I know, Havent you been attacked by the alien? We are not at all. We are all here to seek protection.”

Jin noticed a little resistance in Louises tone. This is Jin himself. ‘S fault. As Louise said, he is also a weaker side in front of the aliens, and cooperating with vampires is just another way of seeking refuge. In such a situation, he is not qualified to criticize Louise’s trust in vampires.

“Sorry, it was my fault.” Jin frowned. “I just…” Jin thought about how to say: “This morning, when Benjamin and I went to the North District, he told me I just think you should know it!”

“What’s the matter?” Louise asked. Kim is not a nasty man, so Louise decided to listen to him. What to say.

“Benjamin said, maybe, just maybe, Zach will turn you into his offspring.”

Loise raised eyebrows: “Me? Become his offspring.” How to change?”

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Now, please think about this question. How do you know how a vampire makes another vampire? Let me listen, oh! It’s all’normal’ things, TV, Internet, novels… Okay, I heard it.

Let me turn on the 10-inch TV in Zachs room on the second floor of the Grand House. Well, the housewife in the apron is teaching you how to make cakes, one-person talk shows, and waterfall heads. Women are reporting the news, pregnant women are undressed in front of the priest… No, no vampire makes offspring.

Internet, you must be referring to the spider web in the basement of the Grand House on the corner of the wall. When I asked it this question, it confused my face ignorantly.

Fiction, this can be. It’s what I use now, and Zach bought it for more than a hundred and gave it to me. Maybe I should remind Zach that he is almost out of ink.

I think I expressed my opinion.