C22 (1/2)

”So, Klaus, you must save the girl who carries your child.” Elijah expressed his thoughts.

”Keep your child. Our family needs a new life, will you, Klaus?” The gentle brother was close to pleading.

Klaus bit hard on Elijah's neck and lowered his eyelashes. He seemed to be silent, and the light in his eyes was hard to see.

He grabbed Elijah's hand and opened it one finger after another. Finally, he slowly raised it up to his eyes.

Then, the two separated.

”No!” Klaus gave a crisp answer.

He refused his brother.

Elijah stopped in his tracks.

He hated them, hated everyone, including himself.

Klaus rejected without hesitation. On the other hand, White Dew began to descend into a deadly crisis.

Sophie controlled her movements. She could only watch as Sophie was besieged by a group of witches for the sake of her flesh.

”Jesus, Sophie, what the hell do you think?” Sabin and the other witch, Agnes, looked at her in surprise.

”Marcel and his vampires are out of control, so we have to do something about it.”

”Is the solution to attracting more vampires?” More voices of opposition were heard, as the witches clearly didn't want to welcome the return of the ancestor vampire at all.

”Agnes, they are not ordinary vampires — they are ancestral vampires. They have absolute power.” Sophie re-emphasized the importance of Klaus.

An immortal ancestor, just how much of a bargaining chip and power should he have?

Sabine winked at Agnes, then turned to Sophie. ”What makes you think you can control that half-breed?”

Klaus, the most powerful and terrible ancestor vampire, the name of the devil, the great half-breed, who knew how terrible he was.