Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

"This kid is really a genius." After Lan Yan left, Becky said again.

The corner of Winston's mouth moved slightly, his expression was indifferent, and he did not express his approval.

"Doesn't he please you?" asked Becky. "I've never seen such a beautiful and quick-witted kid."

"You wouldn't say that if you knew what he was doing," Winster said.

"What's wrong with him? What did you do to make you hate him so much?" Becky walked to the window, turned and leaned on the window sill, looking at Winster who was sitting behind the desk and sipping red wine.

Winster told Becky about Lan Yan running away repeatedly, waking him up on purpose during the day, molesting his lover at the banquet and biting him, and deliberately destroying the tenderness between him and his lover.Made Becky amused.

"It's not his fault," she said.

"This child will be born to be spoiled by you," Winster said.She dotes on Lan Yan who has not been together for a long time, let alone her parents and children.

"Your Majesty, Yan is a lovely child. I beg you to let him go." Becky's eyes shone with a moving light. She has always been so kind, always.

"Becky, do you know that if I had found him earlier, your Lambert would not have jumped into the holy fire***, and your child would not have lost the glory of his father's generation." Winster said.The prince has no heirs of comparable ability to succeed to the throne, so he will hand over to elders of comparable ability.

"I know," said Becky. "But this is contrary to the regulations we signed with humans, isn't it?"

She paused for a while before continuing.

"How did this millennium peace come about? It is because of your strict prohibition against killing and hunting humans, and because of your tolerant policy. We are more than 1000 young, and we still need to drink blood every month, thinking that the struggle with humans will It has been going on, they are numerous, and we are doomed to perish. But then your father, Your Majesty Arnold, concocted the Moli medicinal wine, and the contradiction between us and humans was resolved in this way."

"So what about Bai Ling? He can run, jump, be naughty, be noisy, talk to you, interact with you, you can feel the temperature of his skin, and see the light in his eyes. How can you bear to let him grow up?" Do you want to die?"

Winston was silent.

"We don't live forever, and the soul is fastened in sex until death. Have you ever thought that world-weariness may not be a disease, it is just an ordinary state, such as the death of human beings."

"Misanthropy can be cured, as long as there is Bai Ling's flesh and blood." Winston held the wine glass between his eyes and looked at a certain place on the bookshelf.Both his parents died of world-weary self-destruction, and, many of his former friends, and, his first love, Daniel Dewey Vatican, whom he embraced for the first time in person, almost ascended to the queen's seat, died at the coronation Vampires on the eve of the ceremony.

"It can be cured, but not in a way that harms other life," Becky said. "Perhaps one day, one of our descendants will be able to find the antidote."

"You only think like this now because you are pregnant, and your mother's love is overflowing." Winster put down his glass and stood up. "Living among humans for so long, you seem to have forgotten that you are a predator."

"Your Majesty, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten the deliciousness of blood, and I haven't forgotten the appearance of human death after being sucked from blood. I just..." She didn't know what was going on, and she covered her mouth and began to cry.

Winston walked up to her, hugged her shoulders and comforted her: "Your emotions are too fragile these days, don't think too much. If you really like him, I'll just let him stay with you."

Becky covered her face, her mood was really unstable during this time, the closer she was to giving birth, the more frightened and worried she became.She was worried that she would die, worried that she would not see the birth of the child, and even more worried that the child would be stillborn.

Summer is over, and it is early autumn now, and it has been rainy recently, and the sun doesn't know where to hide.

Lan Yan was bathing the little white dog by the well outside the kitchen. This guy went into the woods again and came back covered in mud. Lan Yan helped him bathe and he insisted on rubbing against him, making his white dog The shirt was also covered in dirt marks.

At some point the old Meg came, and he asked Minian and Walker to pack his things and pack his luggage.

Lan Yan's ear moved, stood up, and walked to the front yard. "What's wrong?" He flicked the water drops off his hands and asked suspiciously.

"You need to accompany Her Royal Highness Becky to go to Sola to give birth." Meg said with her head held high. The old man always had a domineering and haughty look when he was not by Winster's side.

Accompany Becky to Sola?He is willing, because he is also very worried that something will happen when she gives birth.However, if this was Winster's request, he was unwilling.

Fortunately Meg put it another way. "Her Royal Highness Becky's mood is very unstable, and she needs your company." He said.

Lan Yan pursed her lips, in that case, he was willing to go. "When are you leaving?" he asked.

"To-night," said Meg.

Minian changed Lan Yan into clean clothes before starting to pack his things. It’s autumn and it’s getting cold. It will take more than a month to go there. It’s already winter when they come back, so they need to bring There are a lot of clothes, thin and thick, inside and outside, for meeting guests, and private clothes. I have to pack four big boxes for the clothes alone.It's really aristocratic.

"You don't need to bring so much, right? You can just bring two suits as you like, just go out for a while." Lan Yan said.

"That's not okay. The more you go out, the more you need to be careful, especially when you go to places with strangers. You must not make people look down on you." Minian said.

"There are so many, how do you bring them?" Lan Yan said.

"You don't have much luggage," Minian said. "I don't know if they will let me go with you. I'm so worried that no one will take care of you on the road. You're not particularly strong, and the road is bumpy. I don't know how they would think of letting you go too."

"It's okay, Minian." Lan Yan said with a smile. "Have you forgotten where I came from? I'm from Wakenbat. I can survive begging."

"What are you talking about!" Minian scolded. "Walker said that if His Majesty hadn't saved you that night, you would have been beaten to death long ago, and you are still alive and well." She cursed, but her eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but shed tears. Choking. "You are not obedient at all! You are so self-willed, always doing some annoying and annoying things on purpose! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo "

"Minian!" Lan Yan jumped off the chair in panic, took out a silk handkerchief from the pocket of her jacket to wipe her tears, and comforted her indiscriminately. "Don't cry, don't cry, what are you crying for?"

Minian simply hugged him, and buried her head in tears. This slim, brown-haired maid didn't fit in among the servants, but she was unexpectedly kind and sensitive.

"Lan Yan, you must come back. I miss you so much. Now I can't help but worry when I think of you leaving."

"Okay, okay." Lan Yan responded repeatedly. "I will definitely come back." Winster will go too, under his nose, where can he escape?

Minian wiped away her tears, and continued to pack Lan Yan's things, all kinds of exquisite hats, small velvet capes, small gloves, shoes, etc., and some accessories.

There were not many people who set off, but there were quite a lot of carriages. There were eight carriages for luggage alone. No wonder Minian said that he didn't have much luggage.Lan Yan and Becky had a carriage, and Winster had one. His two attendants and more than a dozen bodyguards were all on horseback. In addition, there were two of Becky's maids and two cooks accompanying them.

The servants who had a good relationship with Lan Yan in the courtyard were very reluctant to part with him. They ran out one by one, stood with the other servants who saw him off in the main castle, and watched him leave, including Alik the groom, Brian the daytime supervisor, The city defense Walker, the cook Fuli, and Minian, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, dragged the little white dog desperately.

Seeing their appearance, Lan Yan felt a little sad about parting.

"Reluctantly?" Becky touched his head, because he was sticking to the glass of the car door and looking at the receding crowd and the still brightly lit castle.

"It's okay." Lan Yan curled her lips, holding back the tears that were about to burst out.

"It's just that you can't bear it, and you're still stubborn. You are a soft-hearted child." Becky said. "Are you sleepy, do you want to sleep?"

There is a lot of space inside the carriage. There are seats and a small table near the door, and the second half is a bed. There is enough space for them to lie down and rest safely.

"Not sleepy." Lan Yan said.

The convoy mostly travels at night, and if there is sunshine during the day, they will find a shady place to camp and rest.The land is vast and sparsely populated, although the scenery is beautiful, there are no urban and rural hotels, and they are not out for tourism, they are on the road, and they will not deliberately detour to live in the local lord's house, even though there are lords who have received them along the way. The news of the arrival was waiting at the intersection early.

Fortunately, these days are cloudy, allowing them to travel during the day.

Lan Yan didn't suffer from motion sickness or airsickness. He was a man who played racing with passion, but he lost to the bumpy carriage for days. After sitting in the carriage for more than ten days in a row, he felt that the brains in his head were shaking into a muddy state.She vomited several times, couldn't eat, was sluggish all day, and lost a lot of weight, which made Becky very distressed.

Nothing to do on the road, he will play cards with Becky and her two maids, this is a way of playing Saint-Cherier, which is similar to Kembat's way of playing, Lanyan can play, but the card skills are very poor, because He is too lazy to count cards, he just plays casually, it seems that he prefers to lose comfortably than to win with hard calculations.

But Becky often let him go, so that he could win a round or two anyway.

"Don't play, don't play anymore." As soon as it was over, Lan Yan pushed the camera away and stretched.Pick a fresh grape from the fruit plate on the table and throw it into your mouth. This is a gift given to them by the lord of this land. Everywhere they go, they will prepare fresh ingredients for them.