C73 (1/2)

The invisible smoke of the dew seemed to have subsided, and the flames of anger were still burning in Davina. She did not understand Marcel's soft-heartedness. He had clearly told the Davina ancestors that the vampires were very troublesome and dangerous.

Davina was still a child. She didn't understand or know how to argue, so she could only quietly protest in the cold war … Painted randomly, paper flying over, spirit energy scurrying around, the facial features of many people, as well as their limbs and expressions, were all broken and hideous.

Marcel stood beside her, not daring to get close. Davina's body was exuding a strong negative emotion and power, and she was angry again. The angry little witch had always been unable to control her power, ”Davina, I'm sorry about that earlier …”

”She can't scare me. She can't scare anyone.” When Davina retracted her hand, the scene returned to normal. When she looked at Marcel, it was very calm, so calm that it was scary.

”No one can, I know, my dear Davina, but the problem now is — they seem to want to stay, to stay in our New Orleans.”

Marcel believed in Davina's power. He relied on her power, because of that power, Marcel could continue to rule New Orleans without worry. No one could escape her pursuit and control.

”They don't belong here.” ”This is our kingdom, isn't it?” The progenitor vampires were pestering him, and this was a disaster to their revenge plan.

”It might not be easy to convince them of this,” Marcel seemed to be in a dilemma. Klaus was not an easy enemy to deal with, and Davina looked at him sadly, wanting to suggest something good.

Marcel turned his head, wrapped his broad palm around Davina's slender shoulders, and slid down, pulling her into his arms, his voice low and seductive. He was always good at using his charm.

”So I want to ask you a favor,” Davina agreed with a question in her eyes. She was dependent on Marcel, both physically and psychologically.

Kill the eyesore old guys? The corners of Marcel's mouth drew back, and Davina liked the idea.

”...” ”Alright …” ”My dear Marcel, I will fulfill any wish you have.”

Davina looked at Marcel tenderly. She had promised to help Marcel. This was something she owed him. Marcel, I will help you achieve any of your wishes. Naturally, I will also help you kill all existences that threaten you.

While Marcel was busy scheming against Davina, Bai Lu was also in a variety of situations.

Klaus was clearly not keen on family life, and he was even more eager to get involved in his schemes and plans.

Klaus had very little time at home, all right, Beru admitted. Not at all.

Every night, it was like hugging a pillow, patting her stomach and rubbing her head as she slept. Then, in the morning, when she woke up, she usually wouldn't be able to see anyone.

However, it was extremely convenient for Bai Lu to do so. Especially since she found out that she had a mysterious connection to him because of the baby in her womb.

It was indescribably subtle. As soon as Klaus approached, she could immediately sense it.

Therefore, it was obvious that in Klaus' eyes, Bai Lu was definitely a 100% competent pregnant woman.

Delicious and lazy, with all sorts of ridiculous nourishment, he didn't like meddling in other people's business. Klaus, by the way, had seen her take numerous after-dinner walks, as regular and rigid as any of the retired old English ladies.