C26

Elijah stopped with difficulty.

Rebecca was still enjoying the cool breeze. She did not believe that Klaus would simply let Marcel go, "I hope that this disaster will bring us some peace and quiet."

Elijah looked up at the sky with a kind of sadness and numbness.

He looked up at the moon and Elijah said to his sister on the phone, "Just a little bit. When he heard the baby's heartbeat. God, I swear, I can see in his eyes that he wants this child. "

Rebecca laughed, incredulous. "He wants this child?" Klaus, that devil has no heart at all, how could he possibly want a child?

"Yes, my sister, he has almost tasted happiness, but his bad temper has ruined everything." Elijah replied affirmatively that he understood his brother.

Rebecca rolled her green eyes and almost swallowed the blond hair by her phone. She imagined the happiness of incompetent Klaus.

Klaus, happiness, the relationship between those two words — just as ridiculous as God's love for Satan.

"Even if I could bring him back to his senses, he would have lost Marcel's trust."

"So?" Rebecca wanted to know what her brother meant. Her kind brother must be out of trouble again.

"It looks like I have to pick up the girl."

"Pick her up?" Rebecca's voice broke with surprise, "Elijah, are you crazy... Are we running an orphanage? "

They were ancestors, vampires, how to take a damn pregnant woman, and when she gave birth to a baby... Food?

"Klaus can say anything you like, but I swear on my life," Elijah informed his sister, "I won't let anything happen to the child."

The safety of BaiLu was taken over by Elijah at this moment. Rebecca felt so helpless that she wanted to drown herself in the bathtub. It was a pity that she didn't even have the freedom to die.

Elijah closed his cell phone. He needed to see the lord of this city first, and without Klaus' approval, he needed to hand over some gifts to the Magus who had kidnapped White Dew.

When Elijah found Marcel, he was all over the city looking for Klaus. He seemed to be planning to do something to his brother.

"Tell me if you need him."

The man seemed to have said something.

"Don't worry, I know how to deal with Klaus." He seemed to be infuriated by Klaus' actions. After giving a few orders, he rudely hung up the phone.

Elijah leaned against the door and asked, "It's over. Why don't you explain it more clearly?"

Really, Elijah was also very curious about what would make his brother lose face. To deal with Klaus' weapons, if he had any, he would definitely be the first one to buy a few.

"Long time no see, Elijah," Marcel said when he saw him.

Elijah nodded gracefully.

Klaus's brother, too, belonged to the enemy kingdom.

"No need, let me …" "It's fine." Marcel motioned for his men to step back. He glanced at Elijah, who was not in the mood for guessing, and looked directly at him. What are you doing here?

Smiling, Elijah pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Marcel. He made a gesture with his left hand and ordered a glass of wine.

Marcel wasn't in a good mood. His left and right hands were at death's door, he didn't have the heart to pretend to be friendly. "If you have anything to say, say it quickly. I still have things to do."

Elijah's hand gently rubbed the rim of his glass. He inhaled the sweet scent of wine. "Look at you. You've become more and more confident over the past hundred years, haven't you?"

The tone was the flattery of an old friend, and it was clear that Elijah knew more about social art than Klaus.