Interstellar Reaper

There are thirteen clans of the blood clan. The relationship between the clans is not good. Even the clans that are allied with each other are not free from filth. The clan is even more closed, without the guidance of their internal members, outsiders are even more unable to enter their base camp.

But this did not pose any problem for the messenger. In this world, except for the places where the Lord of Darkness issued a ban, there was no place that the messenger could not go to.

Of course, if you want to find someone, you are still an acquaintance. It is impossible for the messenger to run away with the current shell.

The resting place of the blood clan is in the deepest part of the castle. It is dark and lightless, and there are many traps along the way. This is the holy place of the blood clan, and they are not allowed or even allowed to approach.

The black-robed emissary held a bone scythe, floating in the dark corridor of the castle, all the way down, like a shadow in the darkness, and no one of the blood races who came and went found him.

Arrived at the destination unimpeded, the darkness could not affect the messenger's sight, drifted past coffins with strange shapes one after another, and came to the bottom room. Unlike other places, there was only a coffin inlaid with precious stones in this room. He stood in front of the magnificent coffin with Mojing for a moment, silently picked up the sickle, and swung it down at the coffin!

The sickle, which was not a real entity, easily passed through the gorgeous coffin, and the blade sank into it. It was conceivable that no matter how powerful the creatures inside were, they would be captured by the sickle.

Unfortunately, vampires don't have souls.

"Why is your temper still so bad? You don't have to be so violent to wake someone up?"

The sound of complaints floated out of the coffin, and then the coffin was opened from the inside. A black figure ignored the scythe piercing through the body, sat up from the coffin, and touched his neck as if nothing had happened.

His pale face can't be concealed even in the dark night, his blood-colored pupils glow with scarlet, and the sharp fangs in the corner of his smiling mouth are terrifying and dangerous. Such a man is a symbol of danger from the inside out, but his The smile is gentle and decent, just like a real gentleman.

This is the prince of the blood clan, Prince Ulrik, the embodiment of contradiction and harmony.

[Get up quickly when you wake up, don't dawdle. 】The messenger's voice was even colder than usual, revealing a sense of impatience.

"Don't be so indifferent. Anyway, we were colleagues and we haven't seen each other for so long. Don't you miss me?"

The joking tone was in great contrast to the gentlemanly appearance of the blood prince, but the messenger was obviously used to his unruly manner. He ignored Ulrik's almost molesting question and directly explained his intentions.

【My lord has been awake for a long time, but you, the housekeeper, are still sleeping soundly. You are really negligent of your duty. 】

"Master is already awake?" Hearing this news, the expression on the blood prince's face immediately became serious, "Sleep more idle than the master, I am indeed dereliction of duty."

[It’s good to know, get up quickly, I’m very busy now. 】

"I know, I know, I'll come out right away." As Ulrik stepped out of the coffin, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Following his movements, a blue candle was lit in the dark basement, illuminating the It lit up the whole house and also illuminated the magic clock on the wall.

Looking at the time on the magic clock with a calendar, Ulrik touched his chin, "Has it been so long? So, it is true that the servants in the castle should be replaced, so this time it is Which family chooses? If I hope, the best is a banshee, she looks good and is very obedient, although her voice is not so nice, but if she is trained well, she is indeed the best maid."

[You will know it if you see it. 】The messenger didn't say much, he waited to see the expression Ulrik would have at that time.

"Then, I'll go and apologize to the master first." The butler who was supposed to welcome the master to wake up was not by the master's side. The butler thought that the master would never wake up again, "Let's go, master, should you be in a daze in the castle hall now?"

[No, the master is now in Agares City. 】

"What? Master is going out?" Ulrik was taken aback by the news, did he hear correctly?His master, who likes to be quiet and hates going out, will go out?Or go to a lively and noisy place like Agares City?

[If you have any opinions, you can ask the master yourself, but don't you need to finish your own business first? 】

"My business? What's my business?"

[You have been asleep for so long, you probably don't know that your clan has been suppressed and closed its territory, right?Don't you want to do something? 】

"It seems that you really care about me? Because of this, you have always paid attention to my clan, right?" Ulrik laughed again.

[Stop being so sentimental, the old lich told me these things, if you think anyone cares about you, you should tell the old lich. 】

"That old bone? It's still free." Ulrik waved his hand in gratitude, "As for my clan, it's already like this anyway, so it doesn't matter if we deal with it later."

【As you wish, anyway, that's your business, my lord is in the biggest hotel in Agares City, you go to see the master by yourself. 】

"Huh? Aren't you going with me?" Ulrik was a little surprised.

[I still have something to do to find the old lich. ] He has to get a new case, the original one he will never use again.

"Okay, see you later~"

Ulrik left the blood clan's castle, arrived in Agareth City as fast as he could, and found his master.

To Ulrik's surprise, beside his master, there was actually a human being, the kind of small and incompetent human being who should not appear in the anti-universe, and it seemed that his master liked it very much. he.

Although he found it strange, Ulrik didn't show it. He respectfully bowed to Scutas, pleading guilty.

"It's not your fault, don't worry about it." Skutas waved him up, "The slaves that Athelstar bought are still on the black market, so you can take over."

"Good master, I will train them to be the best servants."

The servants of the Lord of Darkness, who were supposed to be chosen by the best people from all races, could only be chosen from among the humblest slaves. Such a change almost made Ulrik unable to make up his mind.

It can only be said that the current dark race has fallen to the verge of being abandoned by the gods.

It has been a few days since he woke up from a deep sleep and rushed to Agareth City. This time is enough for Ulrik to figure out the current situation. Forgetting the fact that their main god is still there, they thought that the Lord of Darkness had disappeared like the gods of the light camp, and wanted to find his dark castle and get the treasure belonging to the Lord of Darkness.

What a group of daring, willing to die.