Vivian rarely spoke so harshly to people. Even when she quarreled with Lily, she did not speak with such malice. However, her words were basically aimed at Zeon's face. Zeon was stunned for a moment. He did not expect Vivian to think from this perspective.
In other words, he did not expect Vivian, as a member of the Blood Clan, to stand on the side of an outsider and criticize something that was theoretically beneficial to the Blood Clan. This was inconceivable to any normal vampire.
Leaving aside the fact that the ruins had been abandoned for thousands of years, there was no point in pursuing the question of the original owner. As a normal vampire, he shouldn't have any doubts about what Zeon and the others did (even though strictly speaking, it wasn't really legal). However, it was clear that Vivian was not normal from the beginning. She had an incomprehensible and unique view on racial issues. Sometimes, she would think from the perspective of a vampire and show some Blood Clan traits, such as hating werewolves. However, on certain topics, she would directly stand on the side of a complete bystander, removing her identity as a vampire to judge whether the actions of others were reasonable or not. She was a vampire with a strange "detached perspective", but she did not know how this detached perspective came to be.
Anyway, this way of thinking and the content of the accusations made the emissaries of the Lucas Family very embarrassed. Even Hessiana looked at Vivian with a strange expression. "Lady Vivian … You're scolding me too. I still have half of the key with me."
"That's why you're meddling in this mess. It's best not to touch unknown power. God knows if it's a radioactive source or not." Vivian gave Hessiana a sideways glance. Her eyes slowly became gentle as if she had recovered from the "detached perspective". "What I said was a little harsh, but it's the truth. The ruins do not belong to any of you. It belongs to the Olympian Family. Of course, you can say that the Olympian Family is dead, so you don't have to care about it. But I have to remind you: Hesperides is still in Greece. She doesn't want to care about the ruins that hurt her. That's her business, but you can't deny the truth. "
Vivian paused, and her expression became sad. "Also, I have to remind you that to you juniors (she emphasized the word" juniors "), the Olympian Family, which was destroyed thousands of years ago, is a very distant concept. But to me, they are old friends. I can still remember the scene when I was a guest in their garden. A ruin means different things to you and to me. I hope you understand this. I don't want to see the relics of my old friends become tools and stepping stones to satisfy your selfish desires."
Zeon was silent for a moment before he asked cautiously, "Your Excellency, with all due respect, what did Zeus look like?"
Vivian's nostalgic expression suddenly collapsed. She opened her mouth and stammered for a long time before she slammed the table. "Anyway, the voice and face of my old friends are still here. How can I let you occupy my old house? I'm going into the ruins, and the people I brought with me must go in too!"
Hao Ren slammed his forehead on the table. Vivian's sincere expression just now was really fake. He almost thought that the girl's amnesia had really recovered. Now she had to use the ancient language to ask a question …
Zeon Lucas looked at the stubborn attitude of the most ancient vampire with a weird temper, and then thought of all the headache-inducing rumors about this vampire ancestor (mainly about her personality and one-track mind), and his expression changed several times. It was obvious that he was wavering. From the first time when Lily reminded him about the current situation, to the second time when Vivian mentioned the "legitimacy" of the inheritance of the ruins, it could be said that both times had poked at the orthodox vampire's weak spot. He pondered for a moment before he slowly bowed and left the table. "I need to discuss with the others. But let me be clear: I have my own insistence. I can't lose my own opinion just because you're my senior."
Vivian waved her hand and gestured for him to leave. "It would be disappointing if you don't have your own opinion. You're not even as good as your brother."
Zeon brought his men to a quiet room to discuss the matter. Hao Ren took the opportunity to throw out all his doubts. "Why is this so troublesome? Isn't it just asking him to open the door? Is there a need to be so conflicted? After discussing for so long, he still won't cooperate. "
"Now do you understand the thinking of the 'standard' Blood Clan?" Vivian smiled bitterly and shook her head. "You may think that the things that that person insists on are inexplicable now, but thousands or even hundreds of years ago, this was a very normal and orthodox concept of honor and disgrace. Even humans once followed this rigid way of thinking: a city-state would declare war on another city-state just because there was an untattooed heathen among the slaves they sent, and a village would be slaughtered because someone hid a heathen's utensil in their home. These were all real things that had happened before. God knows which idiot was the first to adopt this as a dogma. Anyway, since I've been conscious, there have been many such idiots. The one you see now is one of the more flexible ones after many years of evolution. At least he didn't fight the moment he heard about Lily's identity. He also allowed other werewolves to live in the city. "
"There are also shelters controlled by werewolves. Occasionally, there will be some Blood Clan living there," Hessiana added. "After all, the situation is pressing. Even the most inflexible person has to learn to be flexible. Of course, it's easier said than done. After all, since ancient times, many of the otherworldlings have been fighting for more than just a few generations of blood feuds. There have even been cases of them killing each other. It's hard to completely eliminate the hatred. "
Y 'zaks looked at the topic and asked Hessiana with interest, "How did the werewolves and vampires start to oppose each other? What about the other races? There has to be a beginning. Vivian said she couldn't remember. Do you know? "
"Ugh, I don't know either." Hessiana ran her fingers through her hair. "Many races seem to be innate. If the old fogeys heard this, they would probably scold me. But I have a guess: the rivalry between the otherworldlings is not as simple as hatred. I have a feeling it's a conspiracy …"
Hao Ren: "?"
"I instinctively hate werewolves. Even if I've never really fought with a werewolf, even if I've never received the orthodox education of the Blood Clan, I still hate werewolves. As long as I know who is a werewolf, I can't help but get angry." Hessiana glanced at Lily, a little embarrassed. "I don't mean to offend you. But after knowing your race, I almost couldn't control my anger. It was Lady Vivian who forced me to suppress it. Of course, it's all right now. "
Lily scratched her head innocently. "Why? What do we have against each other? "
Hao Ren felt that he had grasped a key point. "Wait a minute. That is to say, if we take a vampire and a werewolf out of their tribe, raise them in an environment that has nothing to do with the otherworldlings, and let them learn the scientific worldview and Marxism-Leninism from an early age, when they meet and introduce each other, will they still fight immediately? There's no reason, just an instinct in their bones that they can't hear each other's race's name? "
"The purer the bloodline, the more serious it is." Hessiana nodded. "It is said that the oldest werewolves and the Blood Clan don't even need to know each other's race. As long as they get close to each other, they will sense each other's bloodline. In the vast crowd, one eye contact will cause them to transform uncontrollably, go berserk, and fight to the death."
Hessiana sighed. "So these pure-blooded guys have fought each other to the death. Now, there's no proof. Of course, all of these remarks have to exclude Lady Vivian. She's an exception in any case. "
Hao Ren frowned. He felt that this was not as simple as it seemed. However, Lily had already seen through it. She jumped up and said, "Is there a problem with the DNA?"
Even if there was a problem, it would not be so easy to verify. Lily's statement was just an idea. Hao Ren felt that if they were to dig deeper into this problem... he was afraid that what happened to the unusual creatures on Earth after they crossed over to this planet would be a lot more interesting.
The non-human races in The Plane of Dreams did not have such an obviously abnormal blood antagonism phenomenon!
At this time, Zeon appeared in front of everyone again and interrupted their discussion.
"I can open the gate of the ruins," the ancient vampire chief said in a stiff tone. "This is because the Countess has a guarantee. She is recognized as an elder by all the Blood Clan and has the right to intervene in part of the affairs of any family. I made this decision in accordance with the rules."
Hao Ren wanted to laugh. Admitting defeat and giving himself a way out, and it was so obvious. This old-fashioned guy suddenly became a little cute.
"Then let's not delay. I hope to see the ruins today." Vivian immediately nodded.
Zeon opened his mouth and awkwardly turned around to order his men. "… Prepare the sacred vessel. Everything needed for the opening ceremony is ready in the afternoon."
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