[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

Sparse and heavy snow fell from the silver-gray sky, covering the dark green forest with a layer of cold and plain silver.

Someone came from afar and rode a horse through the forest path. The wind and snow dyed his exposed red hair, which was cold and did not melt at all.After several days and nights of sleepless driving, he stopped outside the wall made of stone, and pulled back his hood with stiff hands, revealing a pale face.He looked at the castle within the walls, his beautiful dark green eyes didn't even blink, and a strange smile appeared on his bleeding lips.

"The Bartlett family?"

The wooden door embedded in the wall swung open, and someone stood at the end of the narrow corridor paved with cold hard stone bricks, smiling and nodding at him, "Mr. Reynolds, good morning."

Andre Reynolds got off his horse and stepped into the territory of the Bartlett family. He looked at the withered roses beside the path, and said with a smile: "Lovely roses should be immortal like us."

Darren Bartlett looked at him quietly, his polite smile remained unchanged.

Ander noticed the contempt of the housekeeper in front of him, he walked up the stone road leading to the deserted castle, the strong wind blew his hair and robe, showing his somewhat haughty eyes, "I think I can do it for you." The Reverend Prince Bartlett presents the most beautiful rose."

Daeron's eyes changed slightly, and before he could say anything, Ender, who was on the opposite side, was already stepping on his leather boots, walking slowly and rhythmically on the stone path.With every step he moved, the withered roses on both sides behind him gradually died and revived, blooming their most beautiful appearance.

Ender proudly walked up to Daeron, wanting to get a look of admiration.But Dai Lun looked at him from head to toe, his eyes were like looking at an idiot.

"Mr. Reynolds had better not mention this rose garden when meeting His Royal Highness."

"Um--?"

Daeron turned around, pushed open the side door of the castle behind him, turned his head to Ender with a relaxed smile and said, "Your Highness, he can't see too beautiful things."

Ender looked at the butler who was half hidden in the darkness, and swallowed dryly.

There was heavy snow, and the sky was finally completely dark. In the most noble room in the gray castle, a blond man stood in front of the colorful glass window, looking at the snow scene outside the house absently.

His skin was pale, and he was wearing a delicate nightgown embroidered with dark patterns. His bare feet stepped on the icy cold floor, as if he didn't notice the slightest bit of cold.

Looking at the round reflection on the glass window, Mo Qi felt a little complicated.

The main line of this world is very simple. The protagonist who advocates light is forcibly transformed into a vampire. In order to avenge his family and bring about his own demise, he cooperates with the Holy See to ascend to a high position in the blood clan step by step. The blood clan nobles over five generations were basically wiped out, the blood clan was severely damaged, and humans successfully stood on the top of the world, and the protagonist of the vampire found a way to turn back into a human being with the help of the bishop lover. Blessings from all, live a happy life.

And the identity that Mo Qi took over now was the fat prince who was being used.

Morrie Bartlett, the blood prince, the head of the Bartlett family, a fat man who is stupid and inferior.

The fat prince betrayed the blood clan for the protagonist, longing for the protagonist's love, but was crucified to death by the angry clansman, bound his limbs to a cross, and turned into ashes under the sun at noon on the summer solstice.And the second before his death, the protagonist who turned back into a human was embracing the long-lost sunshine under the sun.

Mo Qi couldn't understand why the prince would put himself in such a situation for a hopeless love. Those materials were described in a hurry, and he couldn't grasp the prince's mind clearly.Because for the protagonist, he is just an inconspicuous stepping stone, stepping on it, there is no need to ask whether it hurts or not.

Mo Qi stretched out her finger, and lightly brushed across the glass window, the fat man who looked stupid in the reflection actually had a heavy sadness on his expression.

Originally, Morrie suffered from others' gossip because of his low self-esteem. Later, he deliberately decorated himself with vitriol, buried his self-esteem, and made himself look less beautiful and glamorous, but what he got was more trouble and irony.

It is precisely because of this that when he meets a protagonist who respects him very much on the surface, he indulges himself to spoil a six-generation protagonist, even at the cost of his own family, in order to obtain the love of the other party.

The result is eternal life turned into death.

"Lord, why did you get up so early today?"

Mo Qi turned around, and the gray-haired man in a well-tailored tuxedo was respectfully saluting him.

He didn't speak, thinking about the information he was familiar with before, and confirmed that the man dressed as a deacon in front of him was his housekeeper -- Daelon.

It was completely dark outside the house, but because of the reflection of white snow, the expressions between the two of them could still be seen quite clearly, especially with the bonus of vampire physique.

Mo Qi pondered for a while, and did not answer that question, but said to Dai Lun according to the sentence that appeared most in the protagonist's memory: "I'm hungry."

Dai Lun smiled and bent over respectfully, "Please allow me to change clothes for the master."

Mo Qi let out a "hmm" and walked to the big carved bed.

Dai Lun accompanied Mo Qi to the bed, and quickly changed Mo Qi's pajamas, and put on silk underwear, a coat, and trousers.

Mo Qi lowered her eyelashes, looking at her bulging belly, she felt a little weird in her heart.

He is not a fat man himself, and his figure has remained in the category of a thin man in his two lifetimes. Now, he feels quite novel about this ball figure that can't see his thighs when he lowers his head and can roll if he falls.

Of course, losing weight still has to be put on the daily routine. Being fat like this will not only attract strange looks, but also may cause mobility problems due to being too bloated in the next few jihads, such as not being conducive to escaping or something.

"Master, it's ready." Dai Lun took a step back and bent slightly, looking up at Mo Qi with light gray pupils, looking a little too reserved.

Mo Qi nodded.

"Did the master just see the roses in the yard?"

Mo Qi frowned, remembering the scene when the protagonist was with the prince. The prince said he didn't like roses, but for the protagonist, he was willing to let all the roses in the courtyard bloom.

When Dai Lun saw Mo Qi frowning, he confirmed his guess. He pretended to smile condescendingly, without explaining, and said directly: "Master, please allow me to lead you the way."

Mo Qi gave a "hmm" and followed behind Dai Lun.

It turns out that in the plot, the butler is the person Mori trusts the most, but he is also the first person to attack Mori who betrayed the blood clan.

Mo Qi was on guard, but she would not act rashly.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, he entered the dark corridor.

Because Morrie didn't like excitement, even though there were many servants, there would be no unnecessary noise, and Bartlett Castle was as quiet as death.

Mo Li hated the light, because the light would reveal his fat figure, so no candlestick was lit up wherever Mo Qi went.

Although the body of the blood race gave Mo Qi the ability to see things in the dark, but for him who is used to the light, this dense darkness feels oppressive.

Finally, he couldn't help but stop, and said to Dai Lun who was half behind him, "Dai Lun, lamp."

Daelun was surprised for a moment, but he didn't ask any further questions. He said sorry for being rude, and then snapped his fingers, and the deep darkness in the corridor was dispelled by the warm candles.

Mo Qi stopped in place, looked at the candle, and then at the shadow behind him, his fat face was lowered, looking a bit lonely, "Dai Lun, I want to lose weight."

Darren looked at his trembling eyelashes, and kept a perfect polite smile with a bit of sincerity, "Although I think it's good for the master, I will still support the master's decision."

Mo Qi raised her head, her emerald green eyes looked at Dai Lun who was carrying candlelight behind her back, and she showed a slightly silly smile, "Thank you, Dai Lun."

Looking at that smile, Darren couldn't help but collapse somewhere in his heart.He turned around and expressed his concern with a little awkwardness: "But I don't support Master following the girls' diet to lose weight, so let's eat on time now."

Mo Qi looked at his back and gave a soft "hmm".

If possible, Mo Qi would like to know why Dai Lun would betray Mori at that time.

With the candlelight, the journey became less long, and the two arrived at the restaurant soon.

Bright candles were already lit in the dining room, and the maid in maid attire was standing by the dining table with a stiff face, like a stone statue.

And there was nothing on the table.

Mo Qi turned her head to look at Dai Lun.

Dai Lun smiled and gestured for Mo Qi to take a seat. After Mo Qi sat on the big chair specially made for the fat man, Dai Lun clapped his hands, and a young man with red hair and green eyes walked out of the small room on the side of the restaurant. .

This is a very handsome young man, with red hair like blazing flames, and dark green eyes that are as charming as jewels. Even though his face is as pale as paper, his beauty is still not lost.

"Your Highness, I am Andre Reynolds, please allow me to serve you tonight." The red-haired young man smiled softly.

Mo Qi pursed her lips, this expression looked a bit funny on her chubby face, "Dai Lun, what's going on?"

Darren bent down and whispered in Mo Qi's ear, "Mr. Reynolds wants to join us and serve his master."

"so."

"His blood is not as sweet as a girl's, but it will bring strength to the master."

So, this person is his dinner today.Mo Qi had no expression on her face, and turned her mind awkwardly a few times.He originally thought that he might drink a few cups of blood, so that he, who was once a human being, could still tolerate it, but he didn't expect Daeron to directly send him a vampire as a tonic.

Seeing Mo Qi's silence for a long time, Ander over there felt a little worried, but after Dai Lun's mention just now, he didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only worry on the sidelines.

It is said that Prince Bartlett is the best nobleman to deal with, but he did not expect that it would be a bit difficult to deal with directly.

While An De was resentful, Mo Qi finally asked him aloud: "What is your ability?"

As soon as Ender heard the question, he knew that he had something to play. He showed a confident smile and said proudly: "I can make dead plants live forever, and they will work for me!"

"Really?" Mo Qi looked at Dai Lun.

The vampires are cursed to gain eternal life, and everything around them is dying, but they are the only ones who have always existed. If they could have such a unique power, they probably wouldn't be around Mori.

Daeron nodded affirmatively, and didn't mention the Rose Garden. He didn't want the master to give up his strength because of the Rose Garden.

Seeing that Dai Lun nodded, Mo Qi couldn't refuse anymore, so he waved his hand to signal for Ander to come over.

Ender stared at Daeron's expression, and seeing that he agreed, he walked over.

He has now seen that Daeron is the real ruler of the Bartlett family, so as long as he fawns over him well, he won't do too badly in the Bartlett family.

Mo Qi didn't guess what An De's thoughts were going astray, he raised the glass in front of him and waved it at An De, not paying attention to the trace of contempt that flashed in An De's eyes.

Ender took the glass, lowered his head, looked at his wrist, his eyes were full of pain, but he had to raise his hand to cut his wrist with sharp nails, releasing dark red blood.

The wine glass was soon filled with Ander's blood, and Mo Qi smelled a little fragrance in his nose, which was somewhat seductive.

He took the glass, looked at the dirty blood, and drank it down.

Outside the castle, on both sides of the path paved with stone bricks, the delicate and bright red roses withered in an instant.

The snow has stopped.