"But..."

"Stand down!" George repeated it loudly, anger in his tone.

"Uh, yes." Seeing that the young master was angry, the vampires reluctantly stepped aside.

"I'm sorry, Lance Chief, my men were a little rude just now." Seeing that everyone had retreated, George turned to Lance and continued.

'It doesn't matter.' Lance replied with a smile, his expression full of mockery, and the vampires knew that he was belittling him, but he dared not speak out for a while.

Of course, George's bearing as a young master was much greater than that of his subordinates, and he continued as if nothing had happened: "Bezukhov welcomes your visit, and my father wanted to come to greet him personally, but you also know that the castle has been full of affairs recently, so I have specially ordered it to come on its behalf, and I hope that the lord will not be surprised."

'Don't dare, why bother Lord Dakula for a little thing.'

'Although Bertrand has already informed me before, for the sake of caution, may I take the liberty of asking what are the contents of these cars you have brought with you?' George said as he glanced coldly at the convoy.

'It's all home-grown...,' replied Lance, calmly.

'Can we check this?'

'Please.'

When George heard this, he turned his head and glanced left and right, and immediately someone stepped forward and checked the entire convoy one by one, not even the baskets, but in the end they found nothing.

'Young master, there is no abnormality.' After the examination, a vampire came up to George and whispered, George nodded when he heard it, and then leaned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

'You are so abrupt, please come with me into the city!'

'Well said.' Lance smiled, and then urged me forward, and the whole convoy slowly drove into Bezukhov, there were sentry posts all the way, it seems that after the events of that night, the whole Bezukhov is now like a great enemy, and it is not easy to come to the square, and Nigel has been waiting there for a long time with a team of men.

'Welcome, Mistress Lance.' As soon as I saw the convoy, Nigel immediately took the initiative to come forward and say hello, which surprised me, you must know that Nigel is rough by nature, and is not an easy character to deal with, coupled with the usual arrogance of the vampire family, it is hard to imagine that it will take the initiative to greet people, how could Dacula think of sending it to receive Lance, even if it is inconvenient for it to come forward, it can also send Yelena, it is about the same status as Nigel, and it is obviously better at sociable than the latter, Dacula has always regarded himself as a nobleman, and attaches great importance to etiquette, It's hard to understand how it could make such a mistake, and the most plausible explanation may be that neither it nor Yelena can leave for some reason, but what could keep these two big names busy? For a moment I couldn't help but have some foreboding.

'It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Nigel.' This time, Lance finally didn't put on a show, but turned over and dismounted, shook hands with Nigel and greeted him, he must admit that he was the leader of a party after all, and his words and demeanor seemed to be neither humble nor arrogant, let alone the slightest panic.

"I wonder what the Chief's sudden visit is for?" Since neither of them is good at words, after a few words of greeting, the conversation goes straight to the point.

'I heard that Bezukhov had been attacked, so I came to my aid, and I also brought some souvenirs to you.'

'Oh, didn't Lord Lance always disdain to be with us before? Why did you suddenly change your mind this time?' Perhaps dissatisfied with Lance's previous attitude, Nigel's tone gradually revealed mockery.

"Hmph, I didn't expect such a big Bezukhov to even be able to look at a few prisoners, no matter how you say that everyone is a subordinate of the Demon King, we can't ignore it, right?" It was clear that Lance's mouth was more powerful than I had imagined, and Nigel's expression changed when he heard it.

'It was an accident...'

'Well, losers usually like to make excuses for themselves.'

'You...' Nigel couldn't help but be furious when he heard this, and his blood-red eyes suddenly revealed murderous intent.

Lance seemed to turn a blind eye to this, and said unhurriedly: 'Well, my beloved Lord Nigel, now is not the time for us to fight, the Holy See is pressing on the south, and things are not going well on your side, now we need each other, or let go of those unnecessary vanities and suspicions for the time being.'

"This..." To say that although Nigel is rough by nature, after all, he is not a benzopus, and he can't help but be moved when he hears Lance say this, and after hesitating for a while, the murderous aura on his face gradually recedes.

'But why should we believe you?'

'Otherwise, do you have a better choice?' Lance spread his hands out and said.

Nigel pursed his lips, looking unwilling, but finally changed his words and said, 'All right, you come with me.'

Lance nodded and glanced at the crowd behind him, and they dismounted, most of them following Nigel into the hall, while the other part drove the carriage with the servants to the side of the courtyard to unload.

'It's safe, you guys come down!' I don't know how long it took, the cargo covering me was finally moved, and the black elf in charge of the escort whispered to me, and I carefully climbed out of the car.

'Oh my God, I can finally catch my breath.' At this time, Antonla, who was in the other car, stood up early and complained as he moved his body.

'Tap, it's bad if the other person finds out.' Xiao Jia was as cautious as ever, and when she heard Anton La speak so loudly, she couldn't help but immediately say nervously.

'Don't worry, they wouldn't dare let us out if it was so easy to spot. Really, I must have been crazy to agree to you hiding in the fruit cart, and you will smoke me all the way, you smell it, I can attract bees now.' Anton La is still a big grin at this time, when everyone discussed letting us hide in the van and sneak into the castle, this aunt has been complaining, thinking that it is too embarrassing to do so, and finally it is a few of us who have said that it finally agreed to be difficult, and now it is really a little crying and laughing when watching it smell its own clothes and frown.

'Please, you've lived for thousands of years, why do you care about that?' I struggled to get out of the car and complained to Antonla.

'Why, if you live a long time, you can't love clean?' Anton La gave me a blank look as she spoke, looking like a delicate girl.

"Okay, don't quarrel with each other, if the people from the castle come in a while, it will be troublesome.' At this time, the person in charge of catching the car on the side couldn't help but be anxious.

'Sorry for the trouble.' I hurriedly said hello when I heard this, and Anton La seemed to know that now was not the time to quarrel, so she immediately tidied up her clothes and stopped talking.

"This is your stuff and the blade, and over there is the side door of the kitchen, we just saw that there is no one, you can sneak into the castle along there, and we will still be here to answer after the deed." The driver took out the package and handed it to us while talking, and while there were no outsiders, we hurriedly dressed up, thanked us, and hurriedly sneaked into 'Bezukhov' through the small door for the second time.