Chapter 7

Oceania looked at the clean and shiny plate and coughed dryly, "There's nothing left to scrape off."

Wang Xiaoming felt very guilty, "Let me get you a bowl of Yangchun noodles? With two pieces of pig blood."

Barr exploded in anger, "You're actually giving him blood to eat?"

Wang Xiaoming explained, "Since ancient times, China has been a country of etiquette. It's proper etiquette to serve food to guests..."

Barr interrupted, "Don't forget to say, 'The most important thing in life is to be happy,' before he eats it."

Winston silently thought, "How unhappy must Wang Xiaoming be after meeting Barr, to the point where he doesn't even want to be human anymore?"

"He's not human," Wang Xiaoming said.

Oceania said nothing.

Barr sneered, "He's a vampire! He won't even spare you in the afterlife!"

Oceania said nothing.

Wang Xiaoming said slowly, "I'm a vampire too."

Barr raised an eyebrow, "Don't spare me either."

Wang Xiaoming blushed and nodded shyly.

Barr's face softened and he handed the bowl to Wang Xiaoming, "Go ahead and eat."

Wang Xiaoming held the bowl carefully and glanced at Oceania and Winston. Barr blocked his view with a quick movement.

"Don't look around while you're eating, it'll spoil your appetite."

...

Since entering the room, Oceania had done nothing but receive scorn. He asked Winston in a small voice, "What am I here for?"

Winston patted him on the shoulder, "Just wait a little longer."

"What are you two whispering about?" Edwin intervened between Winston and Oceania with a smirk, putting his arm around Winston's shoulder. He whispered, "Darling, is there anything you can't tell me but can tell an outsider? Hmm?"

Winston said nothing.

Oceania was left alone on the couch and murmured, "So this is what you made me wait for."

After an hour of binding the old vinegar and professional edible alkali separately, causing a neutralization reaction and dispelling the acidic smell in the air, Oceania had taken a nap on the couch. When he woke up, the others were chatting.

"Who would have thought that in the Thirteen Clans, the best flowers would be grown by Nophele. Looks can be deceiving," Winston said half-seriously.

Edwin's hand rested behind his neck, and his thumb gently rubbed it twice. "It's okay, I grow good strawberries."

Winston thought to himself, You have the thickest skin, especially on your face!

Barr looked deeply at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming shuddered, and a bright idea struck him. He blurted out, "You grow everything well."

Barr's lips curled slightly, and he quickly glared at his stomach. "It just doesn't sprout."

Wang Xiaoming said nothing.

Oceania looked at the teacups on their table and touched his dry lips. "May I borrow a cup, some hot water, and a little tea? I can pour it myself."

From now on, he would be a well-behaved guest.

Pripril promptly brought over a kettle, a teacup, and a tea canister as requested.

Oceania thought to himself, I didn't expect them to fulfill my request so readily, without even a polite greeting. They're really straightforward.

He bowed his head and made tea.

Winston held the teacup and cautiously began, "I've heard about

Edwin pinched the flesh on the back of his neck.

Winston shuddered at the back and hesitated before saying, "However, seeing is believing, and you are even more... than I imagined."

Edwin's fingernails dug into his skin, his lips still smiling, but his eyes were chilling.

Winston continued, "Excellent! Fortunately, my heart has been completely occupied by Edwyn, Dewin, and Win. There is no room for anything else! Otherwise, I would probably be kept awake at night by the existence of Ansbillis!"

Edwin released his hand, smiled at him, stretched his neck, and licked the healed wound.

Winston shrank a little and looked at Oceania awkwardly.

Oceania seemed not to notice their small movements and continued, "Oh? What did you imagine me to be like? Fighting bloody battles and looking disheveled? Or crying and saying that all the romance novels are lies, then lying in bed, coughing up blood and burning love stories?"

Winston said, "No, no, no, you have always been a wise, calm, and heroic figure in my heart."

Edwin's smile turned cold again.

Oceania suddenly laughed, "After all this buildup, let's get to the point. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Well then, I won't beat around the bush." Winston leaned forward and asked, "Is Ansbillis imprisoned in the Seal Land?"

Oceania's smile faded slightly.

Winston continued, "Any blood clan who is deemed unforgivable by seven or more of the elders will be imprisoned in the Seal Land. Only thirteen elders know the location of the Seal Land..."

Oceania glanced at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming shook his head.

He joined the blood clan to obtain immortality and stay with Barr. He had no interest in internal blood clan affairs. He sheltered the blood clan this time just to earn his monthly allowance of two hundred thousand without feeling guilty.

Oceania remained silent for a while before saying, "Why do you think it's in the South Pole?"

Winston said, "Because witches have appeared in the South Pole. The polar day in the South Pole is about to end, and the power of the seal in the Seal Land will weaken. At this time every year, the thirteen elders take turns to come and strengthen the seal. But this year, the elders have not appeared yet. If you want to take action against the Seal Land, now is the time."

Oceania suddenly stood up and walked outside.

Winston followed him, "If the Seal Land is really in the South Pole, it's useless for you to go alone!"

The castle door slammed shut in front of Oceania.

Oceania stopped, and said coldly, "Open the door."

Edwin immediately blocked Winston in front of him, "The Seal Land doesn't just imprison... Ansbillis."

There are many legends about the blood clan, not all of them are like Ansbillis and Oceania, "loving" each other. Most of them are cruel, cold-blooded, and violent. If these guys were let out...

No matter how you imagine it, it would be a scene of blood flowing like a river.

Winston comforted, "The passage to the blood clan world is closed, we better think of some other way." The news came too late. If it came earlier, they could have told Elder Singh and gained the support of the blood clan world.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

"Boom."

The castle gate collapsed with a loud noise.

Winston and Edwin had not reacted yet, and Barr had already rushed out.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the night was as cool as water.

Dozens of bats flew in different directions in front of the castle.

Barr stood on the open ground, his face turning black.

Winston quietly led Edwin away, but then heard Barr say, "Compensation!"

Winston immediately responded, "No problem."

Wang Xiaoming chased after him and said, "It's okay. We have a lot of these types of doors in stock." Barr would kick a few doors whether or not there was anything wrong with them; he was used to it.

Barr said, "Make them pay for one that I can't kick down."

Winston thought to himself, "That's impossible. When it comes to the Angel of Destruction, even gold can be kicked into sand."

Wang Xiaoming clearly thought the same as Winston, "Then let's not bother pretending."

Barr said, "Why is it that others keep their elbows in, but you're in your own world?"

Using the excuse of following Oceania, Winston grabbed Edwin and left.

Wang Xiaoming was hesitating whether or not he should follow to help, but his nose suddenly hurt. He saw Barr standing in front of him, pinching his nose with a displeased look. Barr said, "You need to remember two things. First, you are an individual."

"..."

"Second, you belong to me."

"..."

Barr patted his head, "Got it?"

Wang Xiaoming whispered, "Didn't I become a vampire?"

Barr said, "Then be a true vampire!"

"What's a true vampire?"

"Drink blood and eat meat from others, but never leave my side."

"..."

When they arrived at Deception Island, the volcano had just erupted not long ago. The island was covered in volcanic ash, resembling a scorched earth. Oceania almost ran into the center of the island.

There, dozens of coffins were half-buried in volcanic ash, lying haphazardly. Some had their lids open, and some were still sealed. A white coffin with the Macavity family crest engraved on it stood in the center. The lid was tightly closed, as if silently waiting for a distant loved one.

Oceania's heart was pounding heavily as he slowly approached the coffin and slowly opened the lid. A withered rose fell out of the coffin and onto the ash.

"No!"

The empty coffin was like a knife to the heart, breaking his last thread of sanity.