Addicted to fast wear

Before Lance could speak, four servants walked out behind the butler, holding trays in their hands, and at a glance, they were all gorgeous and exquisite clothes.

Steward: "Go and change it for him."

Lance took two steps back vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

However, those vampires didn't care about his thoughts at all, without saying a word, they forced him to put on these clothes, and the housekeeper watched coldly from the side.

It wasn't until the fourth piece of clothing was changed that the butler stopped, "Okay, just this one."

Lance looked down and saw that it was a small dark red suit with a pinched waist. It was tight and uncomfortable, especially there was a small black bow on the neck... Lance knew his own body even without looking in the mirror. It's a shame to dress up.

The housekeeper was very satisfied with the hunter's appearance, and he thought that even if the prince was not satisfied with the blood of this man, he would be satisfied with his skin.

"Let's go."

He led Lance downstairs, not afraid of what the hunter would do, the medicines in the world were enough to suppress his ability.

It was the first time for Lance to see the entire interior of the castle. He only knew that the castle might be huge, but he didn't expect that he followed the butler for more than ten minutes without reaching the end!

The stairs covered with scarlet carpet seem to be bottomless, turning round and round, the dark walls are covered with oil paintings, all kinds, there are exquisite and realistic portraits, and there are messy lines that can't be seen at all. I understand abstract paintings, but without exception, these oil paintings are very old.

Lance just casually glanced at the signature under the oil painting, and it said Louis XI.

His heart gradually became serious. The harmlessness shown these days made him think that the defenses of these vampires could be dispelled, but now it seemed that he didn't need to be defensive at all.

This is a duke's castle.

However, it was probably already at this point, and there was no worst thing, Lance calmed down instead, and silently followed behind the butler.

After walking for more than ten minutes, he finally reached the end. Lance raised his eyes to observe the surrounding environment. He felt that the old and luxurious feeling could not be described by the word luxury. When he was looking around, the butler Suddenly bent forward to salute, Lance's eyes fell on the vampire who asked the butler to salute.

The vampire looked a little old, like a middle-aged human, with a big belly, and was looking at him carefully.

The expression on Wen Lun's face remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect... this hunter would be so eye-catching when dressed up. If he wasn't going to present him to His Royal Highness today, it would be nice to keep it for himself …

Wen Lun was a little bit regretful, but now, there is no substitute, just think about it.

When the time comes, His Highness the Prince will be happy, that is, there will be countless fief bounties, what kind of slaves can you want?

Seeing the satisfaction in the Duke's eyes, the butler simply knocked Lance unconscious, and put him into a dark black coffin with black patterns.

Wen Lun took one last look at the young man in the coffin. His fair and delicate face in the dark coffin was even more dazzling. He couldn't help but sighed secretly, "It's a pity."

March [-]th, Gengyue Gongbao.

At this time, it was early morning, the human world was already silent, and the time belonging to the blood race had just begun.

In this ancient castle with a long history, the lights are bright and extravagant.

The vampires who can come to the prince's banquet are all the first-generation vampires, with noble and extraordinary status, and they usually don't like to wander around like the second- and third-generation vampires, so the best blood and dinner are used to entertain them.

Bright red blood seems to be the most depraved color.

The music kept playing softly. The "gentlemen" in pure black tuxedos and the "ladies" in luxurious evening gowns were dancing in the hall, and the polite greetings, greetings, and reserved laughter... were all kept low.

Although the banquet looked very harmonious and relaxed, judging from the tight corners of the dancing vampire's eyes, the vampire at the table constantly picking up the glass goblet to drink blood, and the anxiety that could not be concealed on the face, it was just It's just an appearance.

"Why isn't His Royal Highness coming?" You asked cautiously in a very low voice.

"I don't know." It was also an extremely soft voice.

Ding.

On the huge black wall clock on the castle wall, the hands clicked, clicked to "2", the whole castle fell silent, and the music stopped at some point.

It was only then that the vampires realized that Prince Edward was sitting on the high seat, with a restrained manner that made people dare not look directly at him.

The scene was silent for a while, and then there was the sound of Hulala saluting, "See Your Royal Highness."

There was impatience hidden deep in Edward's eyes, but his tone was still slow and orderly, "It's hard for everyone to remember me, don't be restrained tonight, just have fun."

Although he said so, no vampire dared to take it seriously.

Sweat was already oozing from the foreheads of the four dukes. The more noble the vampire was, the more he could feel the majesty of His Royal Highness. It was a submissiveness from the bottom of his heart.

Under the absolute power, the small thoughts in his heart disappeared long ago, replaced by pure respect, Duke Mason stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, this is a gift from you, please accept it."

After he finished speaking, two vampires came up with a blood jade more than two meters high. The blood jade was clear and transparent, which attracted the eyes of the vampires present. Proudly, "This is a thousand-year-old blood jade, which can be used to make a coffin. It is cool in summer and warm in winter."

The expression on Edward's face became clearer, "You have a heart."

As soon as His Royal Highness said this, the smile on Mason's face grew wider. He believed that no one's gift today could match his gift to please the Prince. After all, the thousand-year blood jade is priceless.

Several other dukes also presented their gifts one after another, and sure enough, none of them could compare with Mason.

The last one is the Duke of Wen Lun. As we all know, Duke Mason and Duke Wen Lun have always been at odds. The two have equal power and their territories overlap. It is really normal to have conflicts at the border.

Mason has always been displeased with Wen Lun's old-fashioned appearance. Now that he has gained face in front of the prince, he naturally speaks in a high-pitched tone, "I wonder what gift Duke Wen Lun prepared?"

Somewhat provocative.

The vampires present were all happy to watch a good show, but the two are big bosses, and there are not many chances to see each other once, and the life of a vampire is long and boring, and a good show can be enjoyed for many years.

The expression on Duke Wen Lun's wrinkled face remained unchanged. He looked like an elder as he was getting older. He said to Edward kindly, "It's not a good gift, but it's also a kind gesture from my uncle."

When Mason was ignored by him, he was annoyed for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it. This kind of occasion is not the time for him to get angry. He gritted his teeth and thought, let's see what gift Wen Lun, an old man, can come up with!

When he saw a few vampires passing by carrying a coffin with dark black patterns, Mason immediately smiled, "Duke Wen Lun, this nanmu is not a rare thing, you just took one as a gift?"

With the inner and outer coffins made of his own thousand-year-old blood jade, it would be strange if His Royal Highness could look up to this nanmu!

Wen Lun just smiled, and stepped forward to open the coffin lid himself.

All the blood clans have faintly sensed something unusual. Duke Mason is still too young. Compared with the scheming Duke Wen Lun, there has never been a time when he has not suffered a disadvantage. Seeing Duke Wen Lun's presence this time is even more daunting. The curiosity of the blood race.

wow.

The coffin lid was pushed open, revealing the "gift" inside, and the banquet scene suddenly became commotion.

"It turned out to be a hunter!"

"Hey, don't tell me, this hunter looks really good-looking."

"Black-haired hunters...are rare."

"I did hear that there was a..."

"Isn't Mai Xi's immortal apprentice just black-haired and black-eyed?"

……

Edward said calmly, "What does this mean?" But there were waves in his heart.

Duke Wen Lun said respectfully, "I heard that His Royal Highness is looking for some hunters with delicious blood recently, so I sent him here."

Edward narrowed his eyes, "Have you tasted his blood?"

Wen Lun said repeatedly, "No, no." His expression was terrified.

The little hunter in the coffin was wearing a small dark red suit, lined with a pure white shirt, and a big black bow was tied around his neck, which made his neck even more fragile. The porcelain white was like fine white jade, and Edward's Adam's apple moved slightly. , he already smelled a hint of sweetness.

"I am very satisfied."

The lofty prince leaned crookedly on the gilt seat, his expression lazy and careless, but the satisfaction in his tone was felt by all blood races, and even brought a smile.

Mason's eyes were red with anger.

All the blood clans felt sorry for each other. If they had known that His Royal Highness liked this, they would have captured all the hunters and let him choose. Alas, Duke Wen Lun is still cunning and cunning.

The banquet lasted until dawn, and the blood race ushered in a new ruler.

In the dark and quiet castle, the butler asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what should I do with this person...?"

Edward's eyes fixed on the little hunter's face for a while, "Send it to my room."