Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

The black Buzzig Castle is very large, surrounded by high walls and towers, and the complexity of the spiral staircase and promenade is almost comparable to that of Eisenmisburg.But there are not many places they can go, limited to the dining room, bedroom, and empty library. Although there are many books there, the location is remote and very deserted. Prince Varenio Giovanni preferred to read the ledgers sent up by those below.And a small garden surrounded by towers behind the tower.

They stayed for three days, and Sally whispered in Lan Yan's ear all day long, saying that it was more interesting for him to wash dishes in Old Griffin's restaurant. Stories, what about the old man with the lantern on the river bank, the ghost ship that never stops.Lan Yan knew that he just wanted to go out and play.

It just so happened that the next day was the Dingle Festival, so Lan Yan wondered if he could go out for a walk during the day. In the evening, he found Adrian and told him his thoughts.Adrian was flattered, but he also said that he needed to report to His Majesty the real king, and it would be best to get approval.

When he said this, Lan Yan couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart, but the news brought back by Adrian disappointed him again. "Your Majesty doesn't want any accidents in the schedule. He wants you to stay in the room, which is better for you," Adrian said.

Far away in Vinmons, the vast parish capital Vioietori, the domed Pergata palace is brilliantly lit, under the tall white stone pillars, monks in black robes walk slowly through the long corridors under the eaves, graceful Sacred music echoed in the night, the square in front of the Pope's Palace was empty, and the sculpture fountain of angels was flowing slowly.

In the study room, Pope Sirius Norris Conrad I was holding a quill pen and writing something at his desk. He was a tall, thin and pale man with a strong physique, with deep nose and eyes, and a pair of silver glasses on the bridge of his nose. Round-rimmed glasses, a thin chain hung around his neck with the silver cross hanging from his chest, and the white silk robe was pressed into several folds.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door, accompanied by the nun's exclamation, the door of the study was pushed open roughly, and a young man in a black robe rushed in like a wind, the hood of the robe he was wearing slipped down, revealing A head of silky hair.Like Lan Yan, he has silver eyes and silver hair!The shape is also similar.

The Pope raised his head, and the little nun explained in a panic. "Sorry, Your Excellency, I really can't stop..."

Sirius Norris Conrad I raised his hand and waved. The nun quickly lowered her head, closed the door again and retreated.

"Gusjoy, it's so late, what can you do?" The Pope's voice was calm and soft, with a soothing power.

"Will he come in person?" Gusjoy Rhodes clenched his fists and shouted excitedly, his thin cheeks were morbidly red.

The Pope took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said annoyedly, "Did Celia peek at my letterhead again while cleaning?"

"My lord pope, please answer me, please." Gusjoy begged with his hands clasped together. He was slender, and his brows did not have the heroic spirit of a boy. With his long hair loose, he looked like a girl.

"I'm not sure about this," Sirius said. "His Majesty the True King just said that he would send a child over."

"If he can send people to Vinmons, why can't I go to Viaken?" Gusjoy complained. "You have the power to reach the heavens, you are the father on earth, why do you refuse to help me with this matter?"

"Gusjoy, you are Bai Ling. If you go to Viaken now, you will be torn to pieces and eaten alive." The pope persuaded patiently.What's more, the current situation is chaotic. The pope is worried that if this white spirit goes to Viaken from his own land, causing new turmoil, the blood clan's war will also burn here.

Gusjoy was discovered while smuggling away some time ago. His hometown is in the winter of Vinmons, thousands of miles away from Viaken. It tells the story of His Majesty the True King and his Bai Ling lover.Here he is just an inferior free man who is not respected. He feels that only when he goes there can he radiate a truly dazzling light and become a superior man.

"No, Bai Ling is so rare, you must be scaring me, isn't that child living well beside the real king?" Gusjoy argued.

"The child he sent is the Ghost next to him." Sirius said.

"What? He's leaving him? That's great," said Gusjoy.

"Gusjoy, that place is not as beautiful as you imagined, not to mention, you have never seen the real face of His Majesty the real king, your wishful love will only hurt yourself."

"My lord Pope, you are so high above that you will not understand the mind of a person who has come out of the darkness."

His words were very disrespectful, but the good-tempered Pope was not angry, and still said patiently: "It is because I understand that I persuade you not to be too obsessed."

"Can you tell me why he sent him to Vinmons?" Gusjoy asked.

The Pope shook his head slightly. "This should be a secret. Tomorrow I will punish the naughty Celia."

"If only he would come over in person, if he sees me, he will like me too," Gusjoy said idiotically.

The pope shook his head again. "Gusjoy, go back, I will send someone to take you back to your hometown after a while."

Gusjoy looked at him in surprise. "Why?" The Pope said before that he would bring him by his side to teach.

"I'm thinking, your character is not suitable to be a monk, it may be too difficult for you, and it will restrict your character." The Pope said.

"Are you angry because I said I was going to Viaken?"

"Of course not. I've been thinking about these things for many days."

It was a long way to go to Vinmons, and even to the city of Hasses, the walking distance was only one-third of the way.

Dinge Festival is a harvest festival. On this day, the gates of the city are opened early to welcome the people from the countryside to bring a good harvest of grain, fruits, and livestock to the city for the festival, expecting that the good harvest will bring them back enough coins. .In the streets and alleys, there is joy everywhere, singing and dancing, drinking and gambling, everyone enjoys themselves.

That night, Lan Yan and the others left the city. When the convoy passed through the crowd, Lan Yan felt in a trance that all the bustle had nothing to do with him. He traveled through the bustling city, but his heart was deserted.

When they were walking staggeringly among the mountains with withered flowers, Lan Yan got a message from Adrian again. He said that Winster would send him to Wenmengs in advance, that is to say, he did not need to participate in the Amasha The prince's wedding is over.

Lan Yan no longer has the spirit to argue. He just wants to hurry up and leave Winster, leave Viaken, and stay far away. Winster's decision is even more heartfelt.

"He's happy," Winston said.

Adrian's royal horse followed the side of His Majesty's carriage. "Well, I can't see what emotion he is in." He said hesitantly. "I feel that he is a little depressed."

That's right, when he was clamoring to leave him before, he was lively and rambunctious, but now he is quiet and obedient, which is not like him.Winston looked at the night outside the window and thought to himself, with deep reluctance and sourness in his heart.

Adrian saw what his master was thinking, and said, "Since you are reluctant to let go, why don't you take advantage of this time to get along with him? Just like before."

"If it's still the same as before, he won't leave me." Winster said.

"Why?" The vampire's memory is superb, and Adrian still remembers that when Lan Yan was a child, he was like a bean sprout, but he wanted to escape again and again. When he heard other people's analysis, he wanted to save money and run away. Vinmons had a laugh with Torredo at the time.

Winster didn't answer, he leaned against the cushion, stopped talking, and closed his eyes.

Others didn't notice it, maybe Lan Yan didn't notice it himself, but Winster, he had noticed it a long time ago. Thinking of this, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and that smile softened his beautiful but cold outline, infinite tenderness.

He also likes me, so I have to protect him even more, he thought, my baby, my Bai Ling, he will never allow the scene in his dream to appear in reality.