After several blood tribes went out, the butler immediately brought people in and brought a pot of fruit on the small table next to it.

Charlie stood up, made a gesture of invitation, and took Xining and Dracula to the small table next to him.

The butler saw the pile of ashes and made a gesture. Immediately someone came over and swept away the pile of ashes first. Everything was done silently and briskly.

There are still some residues, so I have to wait a while before I get it done. The butler turned around and bowed to Charlie and the other two, nodded slightly, turned around and walked out, turned around and left before going out, and gently brought the door with me.

Dracula looked at the fruit on the table: "What do you want to eat?"

Xining replied: "Pear!"

There is no water here, and people in this era will not drink raw water, and usually drink alcohol. Therefore, if you replenish more water, the pear will have more water.

Dracula picked up a pear and then picked up the knife. In the blink of an eye, the pear was peeled, leaving circles of pear skin like mosquito coils on the table, but it still did not break.

After taking Dracula's hand, only the white flesh pear was left, and she took a bite. The taste was OK: "Please do another one."

Dracula put down his knife: "If you don't eat the flesh, it will soon be fresh. Wait until you finish this."

"Yeah!" She bit the pear.

Charlie hesitated for a moment and asked, "Miss Ellafi, do you think it's better to kill him than to bury him alive?"

"Yeah, yes!" Xining nodded, chewing in her mouth, and looking at the half-bite pear in her hand to see where she bites the next bite.

Charlie couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Burying alive is a very heavy punishment. Think about burying it in a coffin or even burying it in the soil when you are alive. Moreover, the blood clan cannot die like this, and it will only exhaust energy and slowly fall into a deep sleep. This may take half a month or even a month. During this period, the feeling of being called "don't respond every day and being unfit" is more terrifying than death.

Xining turned to Charlie: "You said he was buried alive, and he was not afraid at all. But when the sword pierced into his chest, his expression was very scared."

Charlie recalled it and it was indeed the case: "Are he more afraid of death? But the blood clan had died once."

Because I have died once and have lived longer than the original life, I should be indifferent to death and have no fear as much as humans.

Xining analyzed: "It's terrible to bury alive, but he knew that sooner or later there would be a time to release it. It might be a few years or more or ten years later, he would wake up, or be dug out by someone. And his accomplices would be able to save him soon. Otherwise, why would you send someone to watch this land every day to prevent anyone from coming to save him? Just kill him, die, and there would be no hope at all."

That's why this guy's face showed such a fearful expression and made such a shrill cry.

Let him pretend, be as stupid as a pig, but his mind is just a thorny and conquer humanity.

So, don't show off in front of God and be careful of being struck by lightning.

Xining said seriously: "He has framed the Count, and I will not give him a second chance. If I were asked to deal with it, he must die!"

Dracula's lips pursed and raised slightly. The ghost's heart was so happy!

He was indeed dead, and he stabbed his heart with a sword and stabbed him to death... Charlie suddenly felt a little ashamed and quickly explained to Dracula: "I want him to be punished as severely as possible. It seems that I was wrong. I should be executed and I cannot give him any chance."

"You are not wrong, think about things more carefully in the future. After all, you are the elder who manages so many blood clans now." Dracula didn't mean to blame him. She picked up the knife, cut another pear in an instant, and handed it to Xining: "Eat this, don't eat the one in her hand."

"Yeah, thank you!" Xining threw down the fruit core, took the pear, and continued to eat happily.

In comparison, he is a bit mediocre. After living for more than 200 years, he is not as good as a young girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Charlie felt a sense of crisis and spoke in a tentative tone: "I do have something wrong, and I have always hoped that the Count could stay and be taken over by the Count, and I could learn from the side."

"I will think about it, but I will basically leave. That's my home." Dracula subconsciously touched the rose pendant on her chest.

More than four hundred years have passed, and the pendant is touched brightly.

Xining remembered that Dracula's deceased wife was buried in the yard in the castle, so Dracula refused to leave and kept accompanying her deceased wife.

He sighed secretly, those big pig's hooves are incomparable, who can love them for more than four hundred years and still love them?

Charlie turned to the real goal: "Can Miss Ellafi stay? I would like to make her the elder of the community here."

"Hmm?" Xining was stunned, then reacted quickly, pretending to be almost choking, hurriedly swallowed the pear meat in her mouth, and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I won't do it!"

"Why?" Charlie asked strangely, then suddenly realized: "Oh, you don't have to be embarrassed. There are so many cities. I don't be an elder here, so I can go to other cities. The main reason is that Miss Ellafi is decisive, which makes me want to learn. What happened just now convinced me, and I am willing to help, which is my own voluntary!"

The genius believes you! Xining saw the cunning in Charlie's eyes. If she agreed, she promised to die very ugly and didn't know how to die.

She shook her head repeatedly: "If I stay, wouldn't I join the blood clan? No, I won't do it."

"That's for sure." Charlie was even more surprised: "Are you really unwilling to live forever?"

"I am very willing to live forever, but I am unwilling to join the blood clan." Xining found a reason: "This issue has been discussed with the count. I am just an ordinary person. If I keep alive, I will go crazy. It would be better to live an ordinary person's life. After two years, I will get married and have children, die and be buried in my husband's ancestral grave. After a lifetime, I will be fine."

Charlie couldn't understand: "Do you want children? The blood nobles should be able to raise offspring too." Instead, he looked at Dracula.

It was Dracula's turn to be a little embarrassed. What are you watching him do?

Xining shook her head: "No, it's not the child's business. It's my problem. I feel that I can't live that long time, and I will not be able to get mad if I'm too long. Let's see everything later. When I feel that I can live strongly if I live for a long time, it's not too late to turn me into a blood clan. Anyway, I definitely can't do it now!"

In the future, you will be old. Who will turn those who are older into blood clans? Look at the blood clans, everyone in the blood clans is young, beautiful and handsome.

Think about it, if this little girl becomes a blood clan, she will follow Dracula back, because Dracula will definitely stay in the castle.

Charlie thought of coming here, and asked with concern for a while: "What else do you want to eat? I'll ask the butler to prepare."
Chapter completed!