It is a huge manor house thirty miles west of Stewark.

At the beginning of night.

The Rose Manor is already lit up with guests.

As for the small square with a central fountain in front of the manor, it was filled with noble carriages from several surrounding cities. Ladies and ladies dressed in various precious furs and graceful and graceful stepped out of the carriage with graceful gaits, and walked into the manor with arrogant expressions, accompanied by gentlemen in magnificent dresses.

At the gate of the manor, rows of waiters in straight dresses and manners greeted the arrival of their guests, and from time to time loudly announced the long list of illustrious titles of the visitors.

Lester Vick stood silently on the top terrace of the three-storey building in the center of the manor, holding a glass of truffle wine in his hand and shaking it gently, letting the scarlet syrup ripple in the glass, exuding the sweet, intoxicating scent of blood.

This truffle wine is handmade by the most famous master of the Vic family, Rietofinck, using the sweetest virgin blood and pine cone manna collected on the edge of the silent forest, mixed with more than a dozen varieties of jasmine, rose and rose pollen.

Truffle wine blended in this way is simply the pinnacle luxury of the vampire family, so its price is not at all affordable for ordinary vampires, and only top vampires like Leicester can enjoy it as a daily pastime.

Lester was tall and handsome, and looked to be only thirty years old.

He had a high nose and deep eyes, red pupils and golden pupils, and long, dark brown hair with slightly curly hair scattered over his shoulders. The lines of his face were a little resolute, his two delicate and perfect mustaches were neatly combed, and the exposed skin was the pale of all nobles dreamed of.

He was wearing a beautiful black gown with a well-tailored fabric, a silky and supple fabric that felt great to the touch, and he knew it was expensive at first glance. And a metal chain hung from the pocket of the lining of his gown, which seemed to hold a pocket watch.

Just as he was looking blankly at the crowded venue and the dancefloor with his clothes fluttering, a clear male voice sounded behind him.

"Lord Earl of Leicester, the guests have arrived and are waiting for you. ”

The person who came was none other than the presiding officer of this rose manor, the Viscount of Ntia sent by the Vic family.

As an ancient vampire family, the Vic family divides the vampires within the family into five classes according to the ancient rites: 'Princes and Princes'. Among them, the duke corresponds to the 4th order, the marquis corresponds to the 3rd order, the earl corresponds to the 2nd order, the viscount corresponds to the 1st order, and the baron corresponds to the quasi-witch.

As for the quasi-witches and below, they are not counted in the genealogy of the Vic family at all, and once they die, it is impossible to leave even a name.

Due to the advanced nature of the vampire clan, they are destined to practice in a completely different way from ordinary wizards. Chasing the blood of the strong is their instinct and the only way they can strengthen themselves.

Sucking the blood of ordinary people can only keep them alive, and only sucking the blood of powerful creatures can make them strong. Therefore, they are also the group that has the closest contact with ordinary people in the territory.

In the hereditary domain of the Vic family, every large manor will hold a grand carnival from time to time. And such a banquet will also invite the magnates of the surrounding cities to participate, especially for those ladies and ladies, this is the best opportunity for them to get close to the lord class.

Ordinary ignorant townspeople may have a great fear of vampires, believing them to be blood-sucking monsters, demons that spread death. But these local magnates belonging to the Vic family did not think so.

They live in a territory ruled by a vampire family, and they can only dedicate their talents and abilities to these suave alien wizards.

After getting along with each other for a long time, they naturally discovered that vampires are not as terrible as the rumors at the bottom.

Vampire wizards, like them, need to eat, drink, live, and serve with a large number of slaves.

And one of the biggest characteristics of vampires is that they can stay young forever. Even if you can't become a vampire, as long as you become a blood slave or a lower derivative of a vampire, you can delay the aging of life and make young men and women more handsome and beautiful.

If vampires are demons, they are also demons who spread beauty and agelessness!

For such demons, after overcoming their aversion to blood, they become so amiable and so fascinating.

As a result, those vain and flashy ladies and ladies who wanted to stay young forever also fell in love with such carnival banquets. At such a banquet, if they were lucky enough to be spotted by a distinguished guest of the Vic family and take a small bite, then she would become the envy of all the noble ladies within a hundred miles of the surrounding area.

Although, she may become a blood slave who bows down to the other party and obeys her words from now on, but who cares about these? What does it matter if you have youth, identity, and lose some little freedom!

Therefore, I suddenly heard that Lester, the rising star of the Vic family, had arrived at Rose Manor, and almost all the local magnates within two or three hundred miles of the surrounding area could not wait to rush here.

And they also brought all the ladies of their respective families, whether they were mature and plump noblewomen, or graceful and delicate aristocratic girls, or specially trained beauties...... The top ones are so graceful and luxurious, the top ones are so delicate and lovely, and the top ones are so charming and moving.

On such occasions, those male guests also moved closer to the hobby orientation of the vampire family, all of them in straight dresses, gentle and elegant, and looked like they had a deep family history. Pale face, elegant temperament, Xiaolu's sharp teeth, and an unfathomable smile......

No way, I heard that tonight's banquet will also be attended by a high-ranking lady from the vampire castle. This...... For the majority of male guests, it is also a great encouragement and stimulation!

So when Lester calmly looked at the pretended calm faces in the banquet hall, the full and lifeless bodies. Not only did he not arouse any bloodthirsty 'lust', nor did he arouse any interest in making false promises with them.

"Is Rose already here?" asked Lester coldly, stroking the delicate mustache on his lips with his hand.

"Mistress Rose is gone!she seems to enjoy today's banquet......" Viscount Ntiah, as the next vampire of the Vic family, could only politely remind in this way.

Alerted by Entiah, Lester soon found Viscount Rose in the eye of the storm in the banquet hall.

This is a beautiful and delicate woman in a pure black evening dress.

She had a face as round as ivory, a high nose, rosy lips, and scarlet and lovely blood eyes. Her long, dark brown hair was waist-length as she was draped behind her. A thrilling snow white on his chest looked so tall and majestic under the illumination of the bright magic lamp.

As the centerpiece of the banquet, more than a dozen young nobles with handsome faces and tough bodies surrounded her like stars holding the moon, not knowing what jokes they were telling, making her laugh and leaning back together, debauched and evil.

As if sensing Lester's gaze, the blood pupils of Lady Rose in her smile flickered, and she bumped into her from a distance of hundreds of meters across the crowd and hundreds of meters.

The wine glass in Lady Rose's hand was slightly raised, and a wild smile appeared on her delicate face, as if she was paying tribute to Leicester from afar. But the young nobles around her obviously did not understand her intentions, and thought that the beautiful and evil lady was responding to her request, and they all raised their glasses with high interest.

The reason why this banquet was held today was not to let them enjoy the pleasure of the blood-sucking nobles, but with a hint of aristocratic marriage in it.

Since Leicester was promoted to the second rank, his status in the family has risen day by day, and he has gradually become a real power. In this case, the family elders can't wait to find a suitable vampire bride for him.

And the preferred target is, of course, to choose from the high-level female vampires!

So they were chosen, and Rose, the high-ranking lady of another vampire family, 730 miles southwest of the Vic family's Blood Castle, was selected.

Although this Rose is currently only a Tier 1 elite strength, he is only 103 years old, and he is also the best candidate for that family to advance to Tier 2 vampires.

Therefore, bringing together the 2nd order Lester and the 1st order elite Rose, once the two sides are combined, it can also greatly reduce the relationship between the two vampire families. At that time, if they can join forces, they will definitely be able to take the family's strength to the next level and become the most famous vampire family in the southwest of Tallinn!

So today's banquet is actually a meeting arranged by the two major vampire families, and these invited nobles are simply the foil and background of the banquet hall.

To be honest, for today's banquet, Lester's heart is also very resistant.

He always felt that this was a conspiracy by some rival elder in the family.

He had just advanced to Tier 2 and was in need of a leap and bound. At this time, forcing him to combine with a female vampire and give birth to a pure-blood descendant will undoubtedly greatly damage his development potential.

At this moment, two or three hundred male and female guests have gathered in the banquet hall, and they have gathered together in twos and threes to talk warmly, making the atmosphere of the venue more and more enthusiastic.

And this is also the time for Lester, the owner, to show up.

Standing up straight, tidying up his meter, Lester suddenly remembered something as he was about to leave.

"Where's the female vampire I brought back?"

"I'm already in the blood cell under the manor, and I've sent a lot of guards to guard it, so there won't be any problem!" replied with a smile from Viscount Ntia.

"Well, give her a good look at me. Tomorrow I'm going to find out the mastermind behind her, hum......"

Lester snorted coldly, held the glass, and walked to the venue with an elegant demeanor.