What's the difference? Even if you don't have to look at it, everyone can answer this question - there is no difference! They all know that they have such a badge in their hands, and have also seen the badges in their hands. All of these badges are exactly the same, and even the silk patterns are not bad.

"&&%%,@#￥…,” Prince Connard read the words on the back of the badge belonging to Allen again, and then raised his head to look at everyone, "This sentence is a unique text of my blood clan. It translates into: Given to my human friend Mary Grey, may we live forever! Kathering * Von Mürgell & Connor * Van August."

"&&%%,@#￥..." I took out the second badge and reread the text on the back, and it was exactly the same.

"&&%%,@#￥…" This is the third one.

"&&%%,@#￥..." The fourth one, the more you think about it, the more you feel the ironic meaning in your eyes, the more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more you feel the more ridiculous it is. Later on, it even has a sense of ridicule. Of course, the feeling of ridicule in the other person's eyes makes people feel that it is not so wonderful, because it feels like someone slapped on his face with a big ear, making people feel that his face is so hot and painful.

"Enough!!" When Prince Connor was about to turn towards the fifth badge, he was finally unable to control himself and interrupted his unbearable repetitive behavior! If he kept reading this person, they would be unable to help but block the person's mouth.

"What's wrong?" Prince Connard looked innocent, as if he didn't understand why the other party interrupted him.

Humph, why, I can't stand it anymore? If he wants to say, it's theirs! These guys chased them for no reason before, and later they almost caused Catherine to have an abortion. Now he is just running with words. Prince Connord believes that his behavior is already very generous.

Could it be that they still hoped that they would not care about it like a saint, but also comfort them, saying that this was not their fault? Sorry, he believed in the ancestor Cain. The great Cain did not teach them not to fight back, and they would not scold them!

Looking at the badges held by Prince Connor, Allen and his group really wished they could dig a hole to bury themselves. This evidence I thought before, and the badges that tied them tighter with the same fate, turned into their stupid proof.

"I said, you won't really believe the words of this old vampire, right? The words of a vampire, he..." Philip tried to save the situation.

"My words will not be false. Anyone who has received formal teachings will recognize this kind of text. If you don't believe it, just go to a blood clan and you can prove it to me." Prince Connard said.

"Are you anything to say about this, Philip?" Allen looked at Philip and asked in a cold voice.

If Prince Connard hadn't spoken and this badge was indeed the token they left to his grandmother back then, then this matter would be clear this time. The badge was always hidden well by his grandmother and never showed it to anyone. Even his grandson, who was very loved by his grandmother, had never seen it with his own eyes before, until his family encountered that disaster.

Allen's eyes narrowed slightly, trying to recall the past when he met Philip. And this thought immediately felt something went wrong...

What's the difference? Even if you don't have to look at it, everyone can answer this question - there is no difference! They all know that they have such a badge in their hands, and have also seen the badges in their hands. All of these badges are exactly the same, and even the silk patterns are not bad.

"&&%%,@#￥…,” Prince Connard read the words on the back of the badge belonging to Allen again, and then raised his head to look at everyone, "This sentence is a unique text of my blood clan. It translates into: Given to my human friend Mary Grey, may we live forever! Kathering * Von Mürgell & Connor * Van August."

"&&%%,@#￥..." I took out the second badge and reread the text on the back, and it was exactly the same.

"&&%%,@#￥…" This is the third one.

"&&%%,@#￥..." The fourth one, the more you think about it, the more you feel the ironic meaning in your eyes, the more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more you feel the more ridiculous it is. Later on, it even has a sense of ridicule. Of course, the feeling of ridicule in the other person's eyes makes people feel that it is not so wonderful, because it feels like someone slapped on his face with a big ear, making people feel that his face is so hot and painful.

"Enough!!" When Prince Connor was about to turn towards the fifth badge, he was finally unable to control himself and interrupted his unbearable repetitive behavior! If he kept reading this person, they would be unable to help but block the person's mouth.

"What's wrong?" Prince Connard looked innocent, as if he didn't understand why the other party interrupted him.

Humph, why, I can't stand it anymore? If he wants to say, it's theirs! These guys chased them for no reason before, and later they almost caused Catherine to have an abortion. Now he is just running with words. Prince Connord believes that his behavior is already very generous.

Could it be that they still hoped that they would not care about it like a saint, but also comfort them, saying that this was not their fault? Sorry, he believed in the ancestor Cain. The great Cain did not teach them not to fight back, and they would not scold them!

Looking at the badges held by Prince Connor, Allen and his group really wished they could dig a hole to bury themselves. This evidence I thought before, and the badges that tied them tighter with the same fate, turned into their stupid proof.

"I said, you won't really believe the words of this old vampire, right? The words of a vampire, he..." Philip tried to save the situation.

"My words will not be false. Anyone who has received formal teachings will recognize this kind of text. If you don't believe it, just go to a blood clan and you can prove it to me." Prince Connard said.

"Are you anything to say about this, Philip?" Allen looked at Philip and asked in a cold voice.

If Prince Connard hadn't spoken and this badge was indeed the token they left to his grandmother back then, then this matter would be clear this time. The badge was always hidden well by his grandmother and never showed it to anyone. Even his grandson, who was very loved by his grandmother, had never seen it with his own eyes before, until his family encountered that disaster.

Allen's eyes narrowed slightly, trying to recall the past when he met Philip. And this thought immediately felt something went wrong...

What's the difference? Even if you don't have to look at it, everyone can answer this question - there is no difference! They all know that they have such a badge in their hands, and have also seen the badges in their hands. All of these badges are exactly the same, and even the silk patterns are not bad.

"&&%%,@#￥…,” Prince Connard read the words on the back of the badge belonging to Allen again, and then raised his head to look at everyone, "This sentence is a unique text of my blood clan. It translates into: Given to my human friend Mary Grey, may we live forever! Kathering * Von Mürgell & Connor * Van August."

"&&%%,@#￥..." I took out the second badge and reread the text on the back, and it was exactly the same.

"&&%%,@#￥…" This is the third one.

"&&%%,@#￥..." The fourth one, the more you think about it, the more you feel the ironic meaning in your eyes, the more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more you feel the more ridiculous it is. Later on, it even has a sense of ridicule. Of course, the feeling of ridicule in the other person's eyes makes people feel that it is not so wonderful, because it feels like someone slapped on his face with a big ear, making people feel that his face is so hot and painful.

"Enough!!" When Prince Connor was about to turn towards the fifth badge, he was finally unable to control himself and interrupted his unbearable repetitive behavior! If he kept reading this person, they would be unable to help but block the person's mouth.

"What's wrong?" Prince Connard looked innocent, as if he didn't understand why the other party interrupted him.

Humph, why, I can't stand it anymore? If he wants to say, it's theirs! These guys chased them for no reason before, and later they almost caused Catherine to have an abortion. Now he is just running with words. Prince Connord believes that his behavior is already very generous.

Could it be that they still hoped that they would not care about it like a saint, but also comfort them, saying that this was not their fault? Sorry, he believed in the ancestor Cain. The great Cain did not teach them not to fight back, and they would not scold them!

Looking at the badges held by Prince Connor, Allen and his group really wished they could dig a hole to bury themselves. This evidence I thought before, and the badges that tied them tighter with the same fate, turned into their stupid proof.

"I said, you won't really believe the words of this old vampire, right? The words of a vampire, he..." Philip tried to save the situation.

"My words will not be false. Anyone who has received formal teachings will recognize this kind of text. If you don't believe it, just go to a blood clan and you can prove it to me." Prince Connard said.

"Are you anything to say about this, Philip?" Allen looked at Philip and asked in a cold voice.

If Prince Connard hadn't spoken and this badge was indeed the token they left to his grandmother back then, then this matter would be clear this time. The badge was always hidden well by his grandmother and never showed it to anyone. Even his grandson, who was very loved by his grandmother, had never seen it with his own eyes before, until his family encountered that disaster.

Allen's eyes narrowed slightly, trying to recall the past when he met Philip. And this thought immediately felt something went wrong...

What's the difference? Even if you don't have to look at it, everyone can answer this question - there is no difference! They all know that they have such a badge in their hands, and have also seen the badges in their hands. All of these badges are exactly the same, and even the silk patterns are not bad.

"&&%%,@#￥…,” Prince Connard read the words on the back of the badge belonging to Allen again, and then raised his head to look at everyone, "This sentence is a unique text of my blood clan. It translates into: Given to my human friend Mary Grey, may we live forever! Kathering * Von Mürgell & Connor * Van August."

"&&%%,@#￥..." I took out the second badge and reread the text on the back, and it was exactly the same.

"&&%%,@#￥…" This is the third one.

"&&%%,@#￥..." The fourth one, the more you think about it, the more you feel the ironic meaning in your eyes, the more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more you feel the more ridiculous it is. Later on, it even has a sense of ridicule. Of course, the feeling of ridicule in the other person's eyes makes people feel that it is not so wonderful, because it feels like someone slapped on his face with a big ear, making people feel that his face is so hot and painful.

"Enough!!" When Prince Connor was about to turn towards the fifth badge, he was finally unable to control himself and interrupted his unbearable repetitive behavior! If he kept reading this person, they would be unable to help but block the person's mouth.

"What's wrong?" Prince Connard looked innocent, as if he didn't understand why the other party interrupted him.

Humph, why, I can't stand it anymore? If he wants to say, it's theirs! These guys chased them for no reason before, and later they almost caused Catherine to have an abortion. Now he is just running with words. Prince Connord believes that his behavior is already very generous.

Could it be that they still hoped that they would not care about it like a saint, but also comfort them, saying that this was not their fault? Sorry, he believed in the ancestor Cain. The great Cain did not teach them not to fight back, and they would not scold them!

Looking at the badges held by Prince Connor, Allen and his group really wished they could dig a hole to bury themselves. This evidence I thought before, and the badges that tied them tighter with the same fate, turned into their stupid proof.

"I said, you won't really believe the words of this old vampire, right? The words of a vampire, he..." Philip tried to save the situation.

"My words will not be false. Anyone who has received formal teachings will recognize this kind of text. If you don't believe it, just go to a blood clan and you can prove it to me." Prince Connard said.

"Are you anything to say about this, Philip?" Allen looked at Philip and asked in a cold voice.
Chapter completed!