Marcel's reaction immediately led to the support of vampires around them. Each one is ferocious with a wound on his face. Klaus must give an explanation. The ancients said that the boss is not what you want to do, you can do it if you want to!
Klaus applauded Marcel with a faint look. He didn't seem to be affected by superfluous influence, which made the crowd more excited.
After checking the casualties, he glanced at Marcel and motioned him to keep up with the action. Klaus looked at his excited face and twisted his smile. He couldn't help but have some sides. This was unexpected. Marcel was really concerned about these vampires and joked and asked, "what's the matter? Now you find that I am not the object of your loyalty? "
Marcel burst out a few rude words. His emotion could not be restrained. Klaus said, "you know, no capable person would be willing to be loyal to you, no one!" Klaus stepped on his overturned table with a few feet, and the sound of clattering separated some distance. His hand was naturally placed on Marcel's shoulder and smiled like a big boy. "Hey, man, in fact, I was still a little worried about you until just now. I can't stand your low brow and pretending to be respectful and obedient!" Marcel stared at him speechless. Klaus turned around. His facial features gathered up, and his fierce murderous spirit overflowed. He looked at the broken vampires crying in pain, and his mood was not good. "Obviously, I underestimated those humans. No, we connived at them for too long. I should have said hello to father Kieran earlier." Marcel could only hate to stop. He found his impulse, rubbed his nose, looked at Klaus awkwardly, and his tone was still rigid. "It's not an example, but Klaus, tell me honestly that now things have developed to this point. Now they dare to break into our house and hurt our compatriots. How do you think I should fight back?" Klaus smiled freely, the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, and the excitement was all open. He immediately gave the answer he had been waiting for for for a long time, "then... Kill them all!"
It seems that some wonderful things are happening everywhere. Klaus, Bailu and Camille are the same.
However, Camille is a good girl, so like Sophie a long time ago, she chose to find her priest to get a reasonable way.
Camille chose her most trusted uncle for help. She sat stiff at home waiting for father Kieran. Suppressed his voice, he called father Kieran. Camille tried to express his meaning. Father Kieran's reaction was strange. He didn't seem to want to say anything more. He just asked Camille to wait until he arrived.
Finally, the familiar knock on the door began. Camille rushed to open the door. Father Kieran hurried in. Her mouth tooted, "Hey, I called you hours ago!" Father Kieran didn't take care of Camille's attitude. He was still busy breathing, because he came all the way after the meeting, with intermittent breath, "I... I came as soon as possible, the church is dealing with something urgent... What happened to you? What's bothering you so much? Your message sounds... Sounds... "It sounds too bad. All the damn developments are out of control. Father Kieran is inexplicably upset.
Camille poured him a glass of boiling water and sorted his thoughts. They sat down on the sofa. Camille held the pillow tightly and smiled at his uncle, "really? How does that sound? My uncle, do you think I'm as crazy as Sean? You think I'm paranoid, crazy and ridiculous? Incredible Or do you suspect that I am insane? "
No, it's not, dear uncle. I'm very calm. I just accidentally found a sensational truth!