After Si Zhuo successfully lured Abel back to the castle, he ran into his own butler head-on.

The butler still looked respectful, "Master, this is..."

"He will live in the castle from now on." Si Zhuo said coolly, "By the way, treat him." He praised the protagonist's halo in his heart, "As expected of the protagonist, even disfigurement is a small case." '

Abel followed the butler to the bathroom.The butler reached out to take off his robe, but Abel said murderously, "Touch me again and I will kill you."

The butler was indifferent, "Master asked me to cure you." He was very disdainful of this ignorant human being.

A white light flashed, and the wound on Abel's body disappeared. The steward looked at Abel's recovered face and said in a deep voice, "You are... Abel Miller."

Abel raised one corner of his mouth, "That's right, it's the supposedly dead Abel Miller who was bitten by your master and is about to turn into a vampire."

The butler didn't speak, he threw Abel a black tuxedo and walked to the door. "Put it on, the master is still waiting for you."

Si Zhuo looked at Abel, who had regained the face of a winner in life, and held back the veins on his forehead, "Why did you bring him to my room?!"

The butler said blankly, "Master, if I'm not mistaken, Abe Miller will become a vampire tonight."

"Huh?" Si Zhuo didn't know why, "Become a blood race?"

The butler's face became even more paralyzed, "Yes, master, after a human being is bitten by a pure-blooded blood, it will turn into a low-level vampire in thirteen days."

Si Zhuo was shocked, I wonder what kind of stupid setting this is, because I have never heard of it before!After thinking about it, this is probably one of the hardships the protagonist has to go through... probably...

In the room where you can't see your fingers, you can hear the man's panting from time to time.As the clouds that obscured the moon drifted away, the moonlight sprinkled on the ground and the room was illuminated by moonlight.Lying on the big bed in the middle of the room was a man wearing only a shirt. His expression was very painful, he clutched his heart and curled up into a ball. Big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead and dripped onto the bed sheet.He bit his lips tightly to restrain his voice, not letting himself cry out in pain, even though every cell in his body was screaming for pain.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with dark brown hair reclined on the chaise longue next to the bed, looking at the painfully struggling man on the bed with a straight face.Seeing the man's increasingly painful expression, Si Zhuo sighed inwardly, the protagonist, you really have a bad fate.Then he cut his wrist, picked up the glass beside him, and caught the blood he shed.

I heard from the butler that when a human becomes a vampire, it will be extremely painful, and it is very likely that they will die halfway.So the vampire who bit him needs to provide his own blood, so as to help him survive the disaster.

Si Zhuo didn't want to try the taste of being bitten, he brought the blood he had just drawn close to Abel, and immediately saw Abel opened his eyes and looked at the cup in his hand.

"Drink." Si Zhuo put the cup by Abel's mouth.

How could Abel be willing to drink the vampire's blood, but his body screamed, and he couldn't help looking at Si Zhuo.But always unwilling to compromise.

Si Zhuo roughly pinched Abel's mouth open, and forcefully poured down his own blood.

Abel opened his eyes wide. The smell of blood not only did not make him vomit, but calmed his body down.Abel closed his eyes, feeling his consciousness fading away.

It's amazing to open your eyes again and feel the surrounding environment.The senses were magnified several times, and Abel clenched his fist, his body filled with strength.

"You're awake." A calm voice sounded, and Abel looked towards the door, where the blood prince was standing at the door and looking at him.

Abel rushed forward without thinking, but was simply subdued by the man, "Too weak."

"What's your name?" Abel asked suddenly.

"Si Zhuo." Si Zhuo answered without hesitation, only later did he realize that he seemed to have said something he couldn't say!I seem to be called in this plane... what is it... Forget it, my real name is my real name.

"I will kill you." Abel stared at Si Zhuo and said, "I will kill you one day if you leave me."

"I'm waiting." Si Zhuo said domineeringly, cheering in his heart, "The protagonist loves to kill me, kill me, kill me..."

The following days were very dull, Si Zhuo not only abused Abel every day, but also provided some blood from time to time.But it was he who received the cup first, Si Zhuo said that he still couldn't accept being bitten.

Si Zhuo once mentioned that Abel Miller should be renamed Maxwell Miller, because this name was the name on the document sent from the headquarters, and he always felt uneasy if he didn't change it.But facing Abel's questioning, Si Zhuo shrank shamefully.He can't pull the file out of his mind and show it to Abel!

Seeing Abel getting stronger day by day, Si Zhuo was very pleased. 'The day when my big villain will be pushed is just around the corner! '

A few days after Si Zhuo thought he was about to complete the task, he was in a state of misery.

That day, Si Zhuo wanted to look at the documents, but it was a coincidence that he got the information from the Miller family. Si Zhuo was about to put the documents aside when he saw Maxwell Miller. This name—Maxwell Miller, the new heir of the Miller family.

Si Zhuo's face turned pale.Could it be...

Si Zhuo couldn't sit still, he picked up the document and walked out of the castle.When he came near Miller's house, Si Zhuo was delighted to see the new heir of the Miller family.The moment he saw the heir's face, Si Zhuo was stunned.There is only one voice left in his heart—it's over, his painting style is also different! ! ! ! ! !

It turns out that Abel Miller is really not the protagonist! ! ! ! ! !

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