[Blood] Shura's Castle

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Title: [Blood Race] Shura's Castle (Part [-] Blood Lily)

Author: Ormosia

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Duke: I am the bloodthirsty devil Satan, I am the cruel Duke of blood, but I still love you deeply.

Leng Xing: I'm an ordinary medical student, I'm an ordinary human civilian, but I still can't let you go.

In the 21st century of scientific progress and development, the ancient descendants of Cain have not disappeared. As time goes by, the war for power and profit within the blood clan has ignited again!Since the creation of the world, the strife among blood clans that has been raging has become more and more intense. What should Duke Rose, who is at the center of conspiracy and coup d'etat, do?Do you give it a go, even if the fish dies and the net breaks, or wait for death and let others slaughter you?To break the taboo between blood race and human beings to love her bravely, or to push her away for her safety and life?

What kind of drama will be staged in the ancient castle known as "Sura"?

War and peace, love and hate, the entanglement between Kamalila and Sabat, the collision of old and new forces, what emerges is the dark blood history that has been deeply obliterated and concealed.

In the new era, the Blood Duke and the human student who are infatuated with Castle Shura, who are bound by the moon and the stars, are about to stage a love story that is not earth-shattering but lingering.

I will always stand by your side.

I will be with you, always, always, together.

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Content tags: special liking blood clan revenge revenge match made in heaven

Search keywords: Protagonist: Leng Xing; Duke┃Supporting roles: Lanzhuo; Auston; Alice; Proseus; McGee, etc.┃Others: Bloodline; Lily; Millennium Holy War; Vampire

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☆、Beginning lily

through the dark,

murmuring river,

There are bloody lilies on the other side,

quietly blooming,

Extraordinarily enchanting/voluptuous.

do you remember,

The seal of the scepter,

branded,

ancient,

unforgettable,

in memory,

is gradually withering,

thousands of roses,

scattered on the ground,

Trampled on?

moonlight and stars,

each other,

comforting,

rely on,

hugging,

but never at the same time,

Appeared above the sky.

Did you ever know,

The moon-high sky is starless,

A starry night without a moon?

Cold as frost,

moonlight shines,

inside the castle,

Holding the icy scepter in hand,

Watch it radiate.

hunting,

Add a cloak,

in the dark night,

Holding a bloody lily in hand,

Watch it bloom quietly.

chapter1 first time

The brilliance of the stars and the moon bloom at the intersection of the fate trajectory.

——Red Doujun

The sky was overcast.

There was a cold wind howling.

At 2013 pm on September 9, 7, City J.

Not long after class was over, Leng Xing hurriedly walked on the way to work with a thick anatomy textbook and a large stack of review materials, as if he was about to run away at any moment, but suddenly stopped on a remote path.

"My God!"

From that moment on, everything changed.

What caught my eye was a shocking tragedy.A young girl was lying powerlessly on the ground, her face was pale, countless blood-colored roses bloomed on her snow-white shirt, and her neck was still bleeding slowly, like a delicate and flawless doll, with a beautiful face but no life. breath.

"Whoa-"

Leng Xing quickly threw the book on the ground, and knelt down to check her injuries.The skin that is within reach is icy cold.

She frowned, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.At the moment when his fingers were about to reach the girl's nasal cavity, a low moan/groan sounded from the injured man's throat.

The narrow eyes opened a slit, then slowly closed again.

still alive.

Leng Xing heaved a sigh of relief, it seems that there is no need to check the heart, it is probably due to excessive blood loss.

After quickly considering all possible options, she decided to bandage the stranger herself before making any further plans.Neatly tore off the hem of the shirt and bandaged the wounds all over her body, arms, thighs, abdomen...everywhere seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, the rolled flesh, the flowing blood, and Leng Xing's hands were blood red in a short time .After a simple treatment, Leng Xing struggled to lift her up, put her cold arm on his shoulder, held the textbook in one hand, called the boss to ask for leave with the other hand, and dragged her to his home.

Penniless, but the nearest hospital is more than ten kilometers away from this ghostly place. For some reason, universities seem to like to choose locations in desolate and remote countryside.Under consideration, Leng Xing took the girl back to his home first.After all, the transportation is inconvenient, if she waits for the ambulance to delay the time, she may have little blood left before the car arrives.

Disinfection, application of medicine, re-bandaging... She, who was almost exhausted, was already sweating profusely after doing all these.I don't have the mind to take care of my torn shirt, and I don't have time to think about part-time jobs and a lot of homework.Just as she hurried over with the boiled ginger soup, hoping to drive away the cold air on her body, the girl who had never met before opened her eyes and stared at her steadfastly.

There was no doubt or joy, she could clearly feel the gaze of the person opposite, more like suspicion.

Time seemed to stand still.

Those were a pair of blue eyes, even though its owner was leaning feebly on the head of the bed, he never lost his spirit.It shines brightly like sapphire, and flows sparklingly like a crystal-clear river.As if the light of all the stars in the sky were gathered in these eyes, Leng Xing stopped, thinking of her favorite, the bright moon.The setting sun was slowly setting, and in the faint golden light, the two looked at each other.

After a while, the girl withdrew her gaze and broke the silence first: "Thank you."

The voice is also like moonlight, clear and cold, without the slightest warmth.

It took Leng Xing a long time to come back to his senses: "You're welcome..."

After that, she handed ginger soup, "Drink some, it can be warmer."

"May I ask what this is?" The other party raised his eyebrows suspiciously, looking at the reddish-brown liquid, which was still steaming.

"Ginger soup."

It seems that she...has never seen ginger soup?

Leng Xing had a big question mark in her heart, but she didn't show it at all.

No more words, the girl silently took the bowl and drank the scalding liquid.She drank very slowly, and after frowning slightly at the end, she immediately showed a shallow smile.

"Thank you."

But the voice was still politely distant.

After all, she stood up on the bed, as if preparing to leave.

"You're welcome..." Her face turned slightly red, and as she handed over the bowls, she touched her cold and slender fingers.Leng Xing's hand flicked away, as if touching hot magma, with intense heat and temperature.

"Wait!" she yelled.

"What's the matter?" The tall figure stopped and turned around without any expression on his face.

"Take a break, you've lost a lot of blood."

Subconsciously persuaded, Leng Xing was not even as afraid of trouble as before.

"No, thank you for your care."

As if aware of her indifference, the girl smiled lightly again.Her smile is beautiful, but like a thin ice floe, it deepens the meaning of alienation.

"Wait...then let's go after changing clothes."

Leng Xing didn't know why he became so strange.Mingming has a cold personality and has always followed the principle that everyone cleans the door by himself, but when he saw her injured, his fingers trembled, and he couldn't even think rationally for a moment.Not only that, she even took the initiative to ask her to change clothes, obviously she didn't like changing clothes with others the most.

Looking down, she saw the blood on the front and the ragged strips flying in the air, as if realizing that it was inappropriate to leave like this, she replied: "Okay, thank you."

"You don't need to thank me repeatedly, you seem so reserved." Leng Xing blurted out, and regretted it instantly.

It's just a stranger, how could he not be restrained?

The girl smiled slightly: "Okay."

This time, there was a lot less polite indifference like thin ice on the water.

A smile like the gentle moonlight quietly surrounded Leng Xing, and she couldn't help but freeze in place in a daze.

"Didn't you say you want to bring me clothes..." There was a gentle smile in Zhanlan's eyes.She looked at her as if asking something.

"Leng Xing... oh..." She snapped back to her senses, stammering.

"Well, Leng Xing." The voice was not high, but it sounded very serious, as if he wanted to engrave this name in his heart.

Concealing his nervousness, Leng Xing hurried to the closet and took out his favorite white shirt.

"Give."

"Thank you." After taking the white shirt, the soft touch and faint fragrance reminded her of the sun.Warm, golden, but hard to embrace the sun, unattainable warmth, so close, yet so far away.

"That... can you?" The voice hesitated.

"Oh...ok..." Understanding what she meant, Leng Xing walked out of the room with a slight blush on his face.

The buttons of the clothes were peeling off gradually, and under the blood-stained shirt was pale skin, as if it had never been baptized by the sun.The girl bit her lip, trembling all over, with deep hatred in her eyes, and slowly buttoned the buttons one by one.

Then, bright silver light shone on the slender hands, and spiritual power surged out.His azure eyes instantly turned bright and dazzling blood red, his long black hair revealed its original silver color, and the wounds on his skin gradually healed, making him flawless again.There is no evidence to prove that the flesh and blood were once rolled there, which is very terrifying.

It's just that there is still a light pink scar on her face, it's not that she doesn't have enough spiritual power to heal it, it's just that she doesn't want to scare the people outside the door.

Leng Xing...a name that doesn't match his personality at all.

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on his face.

Opening the door, she was wearing a pure white shirt, her long black hair was draped over her back, and her blue eyes were like the sky in the stratosphere. She quietly watched the sunset outside the window, her back was tall and deserted.Leng Xing looked a little crazy.There is such a beautiful and delicate person in the world, with no blemishes all over his body, except for the scar on his face... She felt a little regretful in her heart.

As if seeing her thoughts, the girl turned around suddenly, and her voice floated in the air: "It doesn't matter."

At the end, she added: "Throw away mine, it's too dirty to wear. Thank you."

After that, she left quietly.

His footsteps seemed to be frozen, and when Leng Xing came back to his senses, that flawless person had gone far away, and he couldn't even find his back.

She didn't know that the girls clenched their fingers into a fist when they left just now.

Almost unable to restrain herself... The massive loss of spiritual power, coupled with the previous serious injury, made her almost drink the blood of her savior.

What's more, the blood smelled very sweet, and it was her favorite kind of blood that she had ever smelled.With the familiar breath in memory, it seems to be that person, sweet enough, but not greasy, flowing with intoxicating fragrance, like a pastry baked just right... I actually compared her blood to a pastry?Really dizzy.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, seeing no one around, the girl activated her spiritual power and disappeared on the stairs in a blink of an eye.

In another split second, the figure was frozen in the gorgeous and empty castle.The faint smile on his lips has long since disappeared, and what remains on his face is only the arrogance belonging to the nobility.

"My lord, you are back."

"Hmm." She replied lazily, and stretched out her slender, white hand towards the housekeeper.

A crystal goblet was handed over, filled with genuine blood.After gulping it down, she licked her lips with insatiable desire, "Have another drink."

Then he drank another cup of blood.

This is much better than any ginger soup.The Duke thought to himself, recalling the previous scene and couldn't help but shudder.The unheard of ginger soup in the afternoon made her tongue numb.Since Leng Xing saved her, she gritted her teeth and drank it all.

Finally, most of that sense of powerlessness disappeared.After the Duke ordered the housekeeper, he walked towards the study, a dark light flashed across his blue eyes.

The game is about to begin.

The setting sun completely sank down the mountain, replaced by a dark blue sky with a silver moon hanging high.At this moment, Leng Xing was unconsciously rubbing the white shirt left by the girl, and his mind was full of that tall and perfect figure.

Before even asking the name... she thought regretfully.What was it that made her lie so miserable on the ground unconscious?robbery?But there's no need to let her get hurt everywhere, right?

She carefully inspected the girl's wound, and it was indeed the appearance of a sharp knife from the shape, but her intuition faintly reminded her that it was not that simple.Although at a glance, she doesn't look like a rich lady, just a simple white shirt and jeans, and she doesn't have any jewelry on her body, but her extremely delicate appearance and noble and elegant temperament...she is by no means an ordinary commoner.

Even... Even the buttons are flawless amethyst... After picking up her clothes and trying to clean them, Leng Xing realized this after belatedly.

The texture of such high-end clothes is like silk, but it doesn't feel cold to the touch, and it is also inlaid with amethyst buttons.Although it looked like an ordinary shirt at first glance, it was thrown away because it was "too dirty" because it was stained with blood. It felt like a willful young lady, which did not match her superficial politeness.Thinking of this, Leng Xing couldn't help frowning slightly, and the strength in his hands became heavier.

After finally washing the clothes, Leng Xing turned on the computer and began to write the serial manuscript due tomorrow.

Even a medical student like a genius who skipped grades repeatedly in order to save money and was admitted to the famous ace medical school at the age of 16, she had to worry about making a living.Both of her parents died, and her part-time job on weekdays squeezed her spare time to almost no gaps. The only time left was to satisfy her last hobby-writing novels.She had no time to participate in social organizations, and was even nominated to be the head of the academic department because of her excellent grades. Considering her work and rest schedule, she had to decline.

Thoughts were wandering, Leng Xing unconsciously typed on the keyboard, his eyes were dazed.

By the time the last character was typed on the keyboard, the hour hand had already pointed to 10 o'clock.

Sighing like an appointment, Leng Xing went out with his bag, ready to work in a bar.

No one knows that Leng Xing, who is like a good girl, not only works in a bar, but is also a skilled bartender.

The night wind was cold, and gusts of cold air swept in. Leng Xing tightened his collar, and then began to adjust the 30th glass of wine tonight, but he couldn't help looking at the sky from the window.

What a beautiful moonlight, cold and clear, yet gentle, just like... her.

What's wrong with me?She smiled self-deprecatingly.He was obviously a stranger who had never met, and he didn't even leave his name.Leng Xing, what are you thinking?With a shake of his hand, a few drops of wine splashed out.

Quickly withdrawing his thoughts, Leng Xing refocused on the rows of wine glasses.She almost missed it... If she spilled the wine on the guests, she couldn't bear the boss's anger.

In this way, one after another, one glass after another, the fingers fluently make the jug rotate in the air and draw a perfect arc, but the thoughts wander repeatedly in the perfect figure in the afternoon and the self-exhortation of "be calm!"The rotating lights are dazzling and chaotic, constantly flickering and casting charming shadows, and the extravagant and chaotic hot scene is just a few feet away.Ambiguous factors permeated the surroundings, but she didn't notice it at all, she was just immersed in her own world.

At 1 o'clock in the morning, Leng Xing finished mixing the last glass of wine and walked home wearily.

At this moment, there are no pedestrians on the road, and there are very few vehicles.There is a row of neat and tall street lamps on the side of the road, and the orange light shines on her body, especially in the middle of the night when she is walking alone, giving Leng Xing a warm feeling.As we walked, a few lights suddenly went out with inexplicable flickering.A gust of cold wind blew by, and she couldn't help but turned up the collar of her coat, and then she caught a glimpse of two figures swiftly passing through the air.

Hey, what's going on?Could it be the hallucinations caused by too long working hours and excessive mental stress?She looked up and found that one of the figures looked very familiar, but now she was wearing a blood-red cloak instead of the white shirt in the afternoon.

What the hell, people are actually flying in the sky? !As a medical student, she believes in science and Marxism-Leninism, and all ghosts and monsters should be sidelined, but people fly in the sky... There is no gliding device, and it is not like making a movie.Leng Xing's brain froze for a while, but his body followed his instinctive reaction and rushed towards home.

One of the figures seemed to have spotted her and rushed towards her.In an instant, the wind hit the cheek like a knife, bringing coldness and pain.In astonishment, Leng Xing saw a pair of blood-red eyes shining like a devil.But in an instant, the familiar figure stopped the strange figure, a silver light flashed across, and the strange figure was hit hard.

The strange figure retreated abruptly, the black cloak shone dimly, and a blue saber emerged from his hand.

Finally recovered from the crash state, regardless of his weak physical strength, Leng Xing almost took out the speed of Bolt's sprint and ran wildly.In the howling wind, the long hair that was originally tied broke away from the ribbon and flew in the night, while the familiar figure saw the silver ribbon falling in the air and was dazed. She didn't react until a heavy blow.

"Ahem..." A few drops of blood stained the corners of her lips, and her originally pale lips became as touching as a bloody rose in full bloom.

"My lord, is it not good to be so inattentive?"

A ghostly smile appeared on the corner of the handsome man's mouth, his red pupils sparkled, and his fiery red hair fluttered.

"Hmph." She snorted coldly, activated her spiritual power, and an ancient engraving with complicated patterns emerged.The dagger in her hand emitted a dazzling silver light, and she swiped towards the strange figure without hesitation: "Your Highness, please don't hurt innocent people."

"How can a lowly human being deserve the care of our noble duke?" The blue saber met the silver dagger, sparking brilliant sparks, and the man joked with a smile on his face, "You are an incomparably noble pure-blood, every drop of blood is An incomparably precious treasure."

"It has nothing to do with you." Spiritual power surged out, forcibly smashing the cyan saber into countless pieces.In an instant, the dagger switched to the other hand and struck at the neck of the person called "My Lord Prince".

The man nimbly avoided the fatal blow, quickly moved his figure, and flew towards the running Leng Xing in the distance.

The Duke was startled, and the blood in his whole body rushed into his veins like boiling.The speed burned to the limit, the black robe fluttered in the strong wind, and the pupils of the eyes turned from azure blue to blood red again, and her face was paler than in the afternoon.

Suddenly, the man quickly drew an arc with his hands, and a blue light struck Leng Xing.

Subconsciously throwing the dagger in his hand, the silver-white dagger was spinning, and the attached spiritual power shot the blue light in another direction.Coincidentally, the dagger passed across the figure of the man who suddenly stopped due to the sudden turn.

Bright red blood spewed out, the Duke seized the opportunity, and quickly drew a complicated magic circle in the air with both hands. Accompanied by the mysterious words chanted in a low voice, the figure of the prince gradually became transparent.

"You... unexpectedly..." With unbelievable eyes, he tried hard to control his body, but he couldn't move at all, and even the blood that he depended on for his life was being absorbed by the girl with a cold smile in front of him.

"Well. Don't you do the same?"

They are all homologous abilities, nothing more than I am blood and you are a spiritual weapon.

Smiling sarcastically, she tried her best to restrain the surging blood in her chest.

The silver moon rose higher and higher, hanging in the sky and emitting a deserted light.In the ancient magic circle, a rose gradually emerged, continuously absorbing the moonlight and emitting a more dazzling light.The silver light is like a never-ending river, quickly flowing and flowing along the engraving.

Finally, the Prince's figure completely disappeared.

With a bang, she finally couldn't control the spirit power that was rushing due to a large amount of loss, she fell from the air and knelt on the ground.

The silver hair was deserted under the moonlight.Even though he bit his lips tightly with all his strength, blood still gushed out of his mouth.As if being burned by a raging fire, and as if she was in a freezing hell, her eyebrows were tightly knit together.In the eyes, the azure blue color gradually disappeared, and what was replaced was not a clear blood color, but a touch of dark red.There is no light, no spirit, just like losing the breath of life, surrounded by boundless darkness, shrouded, surrounded by the same, withered rose petals.

Shouts, terrified cries, exploding spells.

The life-threatening red light, the golden light of the blood contract, and the constantly flowing light of the magic circle.

The bright light of the sapphire ring and the platinum ring faded away, and the blue dragon turned into a blue rose flower, quietly blooming on her hand.

The light of memory fades slowly, and finally falls into the dark abyss where there is nowhere to be found.All that was left was the remaining fragments and the indelible fear in her heart, like ants burrowing into her bones, gnawing at her whole body.

She closed her eyes tiredly, and finally lost consciousness, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow on the beautiful face illuminated by the moonlight.However, the blood-colored cloak seemed to be alive, dancing in waves with the night wind.

Clenched tightly between the fingers is the falling silver ribbon.

The author has something to say: The revised Chapter 1 has changed a lot of colloquial language and added some character descriptions.Like the previous outline, the first episode of Kannazuki's Miko is adopted. Many scenes seem bland and unpredictable, but the hidden clues will be revealed later.

The main dark line is the part where the duke fights with the prince and the falling silver ribbon.

chapter2 undercurrent

It is said that the calmer the sea, the bigger the whirlpool will be.

——Red Doujun

Leng Xing had been in the specimen showroom for a whole day.

In fact, the so-called specimen showroom is a collection and distribution center of various formalin-soaked joints, muscles, blood vessels and other things in glass jars. There are not only complete limbs, nerves and other specimens, but also various organs.For example, the rigid muscle fibers are arranged in a whole line, showing a characteristic dark red color, and the nerve specimens often have arteries and veins attached-but the nerves are white and the arteries and veins are red.In addition, there are many specimens of embryos, those embryos that look like miniature babies, some have not yet formed, some can be seen in outline, some even have tails or retain gills, showing the traces of evolution to those who come... curl up In the bottle, it glows amber in the light.

If you say this to ordinary people, especially at night, the timid will probably scream and stop the narrator with a blue face. Even if the bold can control their vocal cords, it is difficult to control them. My body would tremble slightly, and while I was terrified, I couldn't restrain my curiosity to find out.Leng Xing once talked with students from other colleges about her experience of viewing specimens, but when she just mentioned "there are immature embryos in the specimen exhibition room", the other party rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

But for Leng Xing, neither.

She has long been used to these "scary-looking" specimens, looking at them is like looking at the rows of crystal glasses and silver jugs on the bar counter, like looking at the textbooks on the shelf, like looking at the cats and dogs at the intersection... …In short, there was absolutely no panic, fear, trembling, or even any sleepless nights, tossing and turning, nightmares, or feelings, not at the beginning.To borrow a classic line, there will not be in the past, there will not be in the present, and in the future... let alone.

She even dared to put on medical gloves and an isolation gown to observe and study the joint specimens from the box full of formalin after the teaching assistant finished the lecture, even though the color of the muscles seemed to be burnt by sodium hydroxide in the chemistry textbook of the third grade Cooked chicken feet, even though all the boys in the class stared at her so stunned that they almost forgot to look at the specimen, even though the specimen was not only pleasing in appearance, but also exuded a strong and pungent smell unique to formalin solution , smoked so much that people burst into tears, she still went her own way, what else did she not dare to do.I'm afraid that the boys have already silently given her such an evaluation in their hearts: Leng Xing is a person with extraordinary courage. He has a cute girl's face, but he has the character of a woman. ...

Leng Xing only raised his head after concentrating on preparing the specimen for almost 10 hours without a drop of water in the rice.Seeing that the sky is getting dark outside the window, it is time to supplement nutrition.

She put the unfinished "work" in the freezer, took off her gloves and gown, washed her hands carefully, greeted her instructor and left.

After casually finishing dinner at a food stall on the street, she returned home in a happy mood.

There is no part-time job, no manuscripts to be completed, all the homework that needs to be done is done, and the house is spotless.Leng Xing nestled into a chair comfortably, enjoying the freshly made fruit salad while watching anime.

On the screen, a handsome figure was killing all the invading enemies neatly. Amidst the surging spiritual power, the figure holding the golden scepter in his hand looked extraordinarily noble and majestic, with a pair of red pupils shining brightly.

"It's so handsome!" Leng Xing stretched comfortably with his eyes full of stars.Turning his head and looking out the window, he saw dark clouds overlapping, and the silver moon was shrouded in it, emitting a dim light.

Strange, why do you feel uneasy?Obviously nothing happened.

Inside Shura Fort.

A slender figure lay on the soft big bed.The long silver hair is like the cold moonlight, pouring like a waterfall on the snow-white sheets, bringing a messy beauty.His skin was pale and cold, his delicate and perfect face was bloodless, and his blue eyes were covered by long and slender eyelashes.As if sleeping in a nightmare, his fingers unconsciously grasped the sheet until the silk became messy. The Duke's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, as if he was enduring great pain.

The duke was wounded.

The blow from the red-haired man seemed harmless at first. However, when the Duke activated the magic circle, he discovered that there was a forbidden spell in that blow, which could drain the vampire's spiritual power massively and quickly.Moreover, once the magic circle is used, the higher the level of the magic circle, the more complicated the engraving needs to be drawn, and the faster the loss of spiritual power will increase, and it will increase exponentially.For the vampires, the most serious injury is the first loss of blood, and the second is the loss of spiritual power.The extent of the Duke's injury is unprecedented.

So she lay unconscious on the ground again.It's a huge shame to be unconscious twice in one day.

It was the anxious butler who searched around, almost searching the entire city, before he found the unconscious Duke and brought her back to his territory—Sura Fort.

Everyone couldn't believe that the noble and powerful Duke was actually injured and fell into a coma.After all, they had witnessed with their own eyes that no matter how arrogant and arrogant the blood races who fought against her were before, they were all forced to submit to the incomparably powerful spiritual power of the pure blood races.In the blood clan world, blood is power.Blood obeys blood is an unquestionable, indestructible law that has existed since ancient times.She doesn't even have to show her weapon, she can make most opponents unable to move just by releasing coercion.

She was wounded, however, and lying on the bed, looking utterly limp.Although the complexion of most vampires is extremely pale due to the lack of sunlight, the Duke does not like this color because it is a symbol of inferiority.The skin of the higher blood races all showed the color of white marble, fairer than humans, but they looked very comfortable.However, because she is a mixed race from different clans, her skin is pale for some reason.At the same time, she doesn't want to be seen as having pure silver hair—after all, even in the vampire society, most vampires have black hair. One can imagine how eye-catching a "heterogeneous" would be.The silver hair was too eye-catching, her own appearance was enough to attract attention, and she had no interest in trouble and entanglement.

□□I once said that fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, and fighting with people are endless fun, but in the Duke's view, avoid trouble if you can, avoid entanglement if you can, after all, since she was born, big and small Trouble and entanglement kept coming to her door, endlessly, never ending... She was always in a struggle, always on guard against betrayal, deceit, betrayal and danger, her nerves were highly tense, and her mind was extremely tired.She was so tired, she just wanted to be quiet, to read books, to see the scenery, nothing else.

So, she used spiritual power to cover up her true appearance, and her pale skin and dazzling silver hair turned into a girl with pink cheeks and jet-black hair.As long as the spiritual power is not used excessively, the clear blood red eyes will not be exposed at all.On weekdays, those blue eyes are so touching, but there is always an inaccessible atmosphere inside, desolate and noble like a lonely moon in the sky, making people dare not play with them.But now, it was even difficult for her to maintain her disguised appearance.

The housekeeper was burning with anxiety, his eyebrows furrowed anxiously.The Duke was injured and bedridden, and it has been three or four days now.However, misfortunes never come singly, and the princes of the Le Senbai family came to visit aggressively, threatening to be provocative.As the owner of the territory, the Duke should welcome even members of the hostile Sabbat alliance, but...

Just when the butler came to check again, the Duke woke up.

Wearing a gorgeous black robe and a blood-red cloak, the cloak is embroidered with the Duke's family crest - the scepter of the Vanjo family. The Duke drank a cup of blood, barely using his spiritual power to cover his pale face and With silver hair, he walked down the spiral staircase step by step with his head held high.

"Good evening, Prince McKee."

Smiling, the Duke said to the figure downstairs.Different from the gentle moonlight smile she gave to Leng Xing later, her smile at this moment seemed to be the same as when she was facing Leng Xing at first, like a thin layer of ice floe, just a polite expression.Her voice was not loud, but it kept resonating in Shura Castle, even Prince McGee, who was used to strong winds and waves, couldn't help shivering instantly.

But he quickly calmed down and nodded to her: "Good evening, Duke Rose." He was dissatisfied for a while, even though he was a pure blood, he was already a prince, in charge of a territory, and his status was extremely prominent, while she But only the Duke.Regardless of the level of spiritual power, the title alone is two ranks lower than him.When I came to visit myself, she didn't come to greet her earlier, it was extremely rude.

"His Royal Highness, what are you doing today?"

The Duke has always disliked the members of the Demon Party, especially the Prince McGee in front of him.Although he is old, his level of spiritual power is not even as good as that of his much younger brother, Prince Oston. He has endured for so long to reach the level of prince, and he is irritable and easily angered. He does not have the elegant but cruel traits of the Le Senbai family.And she, in the world of the blood clan, is already a famous duke even though she is not yet an adult.

McGee was even more angry.Not only was she late in greeting, but she even put on airs so coldly when she spoke, obviously she didn't take herself seriously.If it wasn't for the concern that this is the duke's territory, I'm afraid he would start a massacre soon.

"His Royal Highness Prince Auston of our family has disappeared for no reason recently, and we found fragments of his saber in your territory, with traces of spiritual power attacks remaining on it. After inspection, it is the spiritual power belonging to the Vanjo family. Duke My lord, could you please explain?"

Under the gesture of McGee's eyes, a Marquis of Le Senbai stepped forward and made a statement neither humble nor humble.

"Snapped."

The Duke casually snapped his fingers, instantly the dark Castle of Shura was brightly lit, and the dazzling light spurs