Russell didn't move, and Amelia didn't speak, just watched quietly. If she had an alliance, she should have an attitude of forming an alliance, and she didn't show her face. How could she trust Russell?

Finally, Russell took off his hood to show sincerity and showed his handsome and confident face.

At the beginning, he did not show his true face to prevent the human forces on the vampire side from targeting him and avoiding unnecessary trouble. Now he has cooperated with the vampire boss and there is no need to continue to conceal his identity.

Amelia looked at Russell, frowned and lowered her head, as if she was struggling with something, and said after a moment: "I will return to Europe in three days and leave an address. I will send someone to pick you up at that time."

Russell thought for a while and left an address close to the church. Amelia received the message and decisively disappeared under the night.

After the two separated, Russell left the amusement park alone, thinking about how to make arrangements to complete the task easily during this trip to Europe.

Who can win over and who can be used to make use of it!

After a while, Russell stood there. At first, he was glad that Amelia's self-control ability did not insist on deepening the alliance, avoiding the embarrassing situation of his rejection, but after savoring it, it seems that this is not the case!

(One`'One)

"No, no, no, I should be thinking too much. Vampires are not elves. She must have no confidence in herself, so she dare not speak to me!"

On the other hand, Amelia returned to the vampire's lair in Los Angeles, counted the troops at hand, and refined the layout and thought about strategies.

Since she has decided to attack the other two elders, she must be fully prepared. After all, although London is the base camp of vampires, it is not her sphere of influence. She must be treated with caution in every move.

At the same time, she painted Russell's appearance and recalled archives and life information.

According to the information, Russell is a very ordinary priest. He has no outstanding talents, but has never made any big mistakes. He is mediocre in his own way.

Not only the information from the church, Amelia also retrieved Russell's birth certificate, academic status, medical insurance, and even supermarket consumption lists, as well as traffic violation records.

A very detailed document shows from beginning to end that Russell is an ordinary person, with an ordinary birth and an ordinary life, and he will die ordinary if nothing unexpected happens.

Such people need as much as they want on earth!

Amelia flipped through it for a while and threw the information aside. No need to read it. This was a fake information that the church forged in order to conceal Russell's true identity.

The two of them fought each other. In her opinion, if Russell was really an ordinary person, then the earth would be too dangerous, and the vampire and werewolf would tremble even if they were huddled together.

...

Three days passed in a flash. Two days ago, Russell was eating, drinking and having fun in Los Angeles, and swiped his credit card worth $1 million. On the last day, he returned to the church headquarters and waited for Amelia's people to pick him up.

At the entrance of the church, Russell looked like he was walking his dog out and walked towards the agreed location, although there were no dogs.

Sister Medellin was still cleaning the fallen leaves at the door, as if they could never finish them. When she saw Russell appear, she put the broom next to her and handed a cigarette, and the two began to suck the clouds and mist.

Russell did not refuse, and the last Marlboro he was about saying goodbye to Sister Medellin.

"Child, are you leaving?"

Halfway through the smoke, Sister Medellin suddenly spoke, causing Russell to choke for a few times before recovering: "What are you talking about? Who is leaving? Is it Bishop Ian?"

Sister Medellin smiled and threw the half-drawn cigarette on the ground. Russell subconsciously raised his foot and stepped on it. When he turned around, there was an additional cross necklace in front of him.

The necklace looks very old, and the edges are grinding shiny. Although it is a small ornament, it is also lifelike. On the cross, Jesus was hung with a circle of thorns on his head, and his facial features were clearly visible.

Russell was stunned, and he looked at Sister Medellin, who smiled kindly: "To the travelers who are leaving, the Lord will bring you good luck."

Russell showed an embarrassing but not polite smile: "Did you misunderstand something? I have no intention..."

Sister Medellin didn't say anything, put the cross necklace on Russell, untied the original one, then picked up the broom and turned around and left.

Russell looked at the old nun's back as he left in surprise. It was not until the other party disappeared into the church that he grabbed the new necklace and left the church in confusion.

In the church, Sister Medellin knelt in front of the cross and prayed, and after a moment, she opened her hands. The cross necklace she held in the palm of her hand, which was the one she took from Russell, turned white at this moment.

Sister Medellin opened her eyes, her golden eyes were dull and her majesty was transformed into ordinary moments: "Our Father in heaven, may all of you respect your name as holy..."

...

For the immortal species, especially those with infectious ability, making money is not difficult, so vampires are generally very rich.

The long life span has made vampires all knowledgeable, knowledge + connections. They have resources that ordinary people can't imagine, and they can start over if they fail, so the ending is destined to be successful.

Even a lazy vampire can use his racial talent to make a fortune, learn to use it, choose a billionaire to develop into descendants, and then you can lie down and enjoy the service of your subordinates.

As one of the three elders, Amelia is probably the richest woman in the world. Not to mention anything else, the private plane Russell was riding on made him stun his tongue.

The modern aircraft cabin is decorated with classic European aristocratic style. Whether it is furniture or carpet, it is all handmade. The most valuable one is a few oil paintings that Russell didn't understand.

I said I didn't understand it, but in fact I just haven't read it or even heard it at all.

In the cabin, Amelia leaned against the sofa, holding her eyes closed with red wine.

She wore a long black evening dress with a low-cut slim style. The crystal necklace was hung around her slender neck. The gems drooped into the deep valley. Her delicate collarbone was exposed to the air. Under the support of the evening dress, her skin looked even whiter.

Apart from a coffee table, Russell sat opposite her, her body limp as if she had no bones, and she was trapped in the sofa.

In terms of temperament, these two people don't match at all.

Russell also thinks so, and the fate between him and Amelia is entirely due to his appearance.

"You are really a human..."

After a brief calm, Amelia's thin lips rose lightly and her eyes were lingering on Russell, which was incredible.

"Don't underestimate human talents. Whether it is a vampire or a werewolf, it's already past..." Russell paused and smiled: "It can be seen from the decoration on the plane that humans are addicted to steel, and you still live in the Middle Ages."

Amelia did not refute and put down the wine glass: "I never underestimate human talent, but I know that a hundred years is not enough for humans to fully realize their talent."

“It makes sense!”

Amelia swayed her figure and sat down next to Russell, temptingly saying, "How about you, do you want to gain immortality?"

"I think, but I must not be a vampire, I have too many weaknesses."

Russell said, pointing to the sealed wall, saying it was an airplane but there was not even a window. He wanted to open the window for some breathing!

"For eternal life, there must be some price to pay..."

As he said that, Amelia lowered her head and slowly leaned down with her red lips.

"Ah Yee——"

Russell sneezes, scratches his nose, and apologizes: "Sorry, I'm allergic to your perfume."

Amelia looked strange and stood up and walked away from Russell two steps: "What have you eaten before you get on the plane?"

“Oysters!”

Russell showed an aftertaste: "Los Angeles is a coastal city. There is a seafood restaurant that can eat oysters happily. What surprised me the most was their garlic sauce, which tasted great and made me eat a pound!"

Amelia's face turned pale, she sat back with a cold face, picked up the red wine and drank it all.

Russell is not a pity at all, especially after knowing that he is in the world of [Legend of the Night], the vampire beauty was pulled into the blacklist by him.

If you remember correctly, vampires in this world can gain the other party's memory by sucking blood.

Russell's memory has never been planned to be shared with anyone, and superwomen are not good, let alone Amelia.
Chapter completed!