C6

New Orleans, a bustling town by the sea, a 'happy capital' that was suitable for vacation.

Elijah stopped in his tracks on Rousseau's street. Claus would definitely like this kind of style.

"What brings you to the City of Pleasure?" The pretty blonde girl greeted her handsome and noble guest.

Elijah had lived for too long, he naturally knew where the fastest and most complete circulation of information in the New Orleans was. Furthermore, there was such a tasty golden-haired bartender in this bar, so Claus could not let him go, unless he met some other delicious prey.

Indeed, Elijah's guess was not wrong. Before Claus entered this pub, he met a delicious and solo Wolfwoman — — Bai Lu.

"I used to live here." Elijah naturally scanned his surroundings, but he was still familiar with the extravagant and lost. His New Orleans didn't seem to have changed in the slightest.

Luxury, indulgence, pleasure, complexity, depravity.

"Really? "When …" Kamir had never seen him before. The little town wasn't considered big, and the job she did at this bar wasn't short either. How could she not recognize such a handsome man?

Elijah took a sip of the wine. He had a clear taste and liked the taste of the cocktails, so he slowly opened his mouth to answer, "I feel like it was a hundred years ago."

If it was any other man, these words would definitely sound frivolous, but when Elijah said it, it made people want to believe him.

Kamir calmed her heart down in surprise. What she was researching was psychology, but she couldn't see through the man in front of her, and could only feel his sincerity.

Elijah had always been like this. He was like a fog on a tall mountain, causing others to look up at him, but they were unable to approach him.

Kamir smiled as she poured some wine into his cup, and continued chatting. Her job was to be a bartender, and she would occasionally chat with some people who she liked, or else, it would be hard to pass the entire workday.

"I came here by myself," the cute golden-haired bartender smiled at the elegant and upright Elijah, "Then why did you come back?"

He was dressed in a suit that had reverted to the past. This man looked out of place in the noisy bar.

Elijah didn't seem to feel uncomfortable at all. He sat in the noisy bar, yet, it was as if he was sitting in a solemn palace as he gave a grand speech.

"My brother is here. I noticed that he seems to have found some trouble for himself." His slightly troubled brother replied cordially, looking very pitiful.

"You sound like you're used to it." Kamir could not help but guess the truth.

Elijah laughed as he finished his cup, "He is rather complicated, unruly, impolite, and a little temperamental."

Elijah wrinkled his nose, he was not willing to drink anymore, the strong alcohol made his throat that was used to drinking wine feel uncomfortable.

The blood at the corner of his mouth flowed everywhere. His snow-white fangs were blurry, turning into a blood-red color, biting into the human's neck, toying with the broken parts of his body, his neat movements of a dagger and a heart, as well as his sinister smile as he enjoyed everything.

His brother, Claus, liked this kind of brutal life and enjoyed killing.

Elijah had to admit that it was just as Rebecca had said. Sometimes, Claus was a purebred beast. Nausea.

Kamir stared at him curiously. He seemed to be troubled and conflicted. She could only smile and encourage him.

"We weren't born of the same father," Kamir noticed that Elijah's brows were slightly knit together, "Of course, I don't care about these things, but my brother hates this fact. He never felt a sense of belonging, so it's easy for him to get into trouble."

Even when she was talking about Claus's weakness and brutality, Elijah still maintained a refined gentleman's demeanor. Kamir lowered her head to adjust her hair, and naturally added, "I guess you always have to help him solve his problems."

Elijah did not nod his head, only his smile became warmer, so, Claus was not hopeless.

Kamir continued to be curious, and she was too accustomed to Elijah's attitude, "Then, what trouble did he cause this time?"

"..." He found out that there was someone in the city who was plotting against him. " Elijah covered his face and put down the wine cup. Thinking of Claus's excited look, he had a headache.

"Narcissistic and neurotic." Kamir pursed her lips. What kind of brother was this, she really made people worry.

Elijah raised his eyebrows. In his impression, there were very few women who spoke so openly about his wild and ferocious brother. They usually said that he was not a human who felt and seduced others.

Claus was even more special. Not only was he a vampire, he was also a werewolf, he was a demon and the king of mixed bloods.