Chapter 5 The Night of Worship 5
The long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and the tall, thin and toned figure of Prince Al Ain caught everyone's eyes, instantly attracting the attention of all the women in the audience. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Knowledgeable, elegant, tall and handsome, and strong in martial arts, the gods created a perfect man, but did not arrange a perfect fate for him. The magnates present were puzzled, no matter how they looked at it, the future king should be His Royal Highness Prince Ain.
It is precisely because the whole country thinks like this that Anjieya's regime is extremely stable, because of the factional war generated by the struggle for the throne, here, no! The aristocracy is not a fool either, and of course will put chips on the promising prince. And there is only one promising prince in Anjieya! But tonight, they have become failed gamblers, and the future king is not the king they had expected!
And at this moment, the timing of Prince Ain's appearance is a little delicate. These aristocrats have different calculations in their hearts, some are ready to sit and watch, some are ready to take advantage of Prince Ayn's new mountain, and some want to take the opportunity to make a big slap on the back of the new crown prince.
The sudden arrival of Prince Al Ain caught Philip II a little off guard, his eyes flashed with an imperceptible coldness, but his face was full of smiles, and he beckoned affectionately to the silver-haired Highness: "My son, come over quickly, stand by my side!" Because of your coming, I have no regrets tonight! ā
"Damn Ain! See? I am the Emperor of Anjieya, your Majesty! Annoying bastard, no matter how arrogant you used to be, I will be in charge of your fate from now on! The mighty crown prince had never been so proud as he was today, and his heart was full of angry words, but for now he still had to maintain the proper demeanor of the royal family, so the future monarch raised his crystal-carved wine glass and greeted him with a smile: "Ain, my brother, has been waiting for you." On such a good day, you and I must have a drink. ā
Wren saw the pleasure and contempt in the crown prince's eyes, but he only smiled slightly, and walked around the "elder brother" and walked straight towards His Majesty the Emperor.
"His Royal Highness Prince Al Ain." A mountain of fat and oil covered the silver-haired prince's body, and his skewered arms handed over a mellow and rich wine: "The future monarch is inviting you to drink, and ignoring it is not the proper upbringing of a royal family." ā
Wren paused, smiling and looking at the person who stood in his way. What a big meat pile! The special shirt could not be stuffed with the swaying fat, and the gold buttons were tightened, and no one could have imagined that this guy was a famous general twenty years ago!
"Who are you pig?" Wren tilted his head and smiled and said something that shocked the audience.
Oh my God, His Royal Highness Prince Al Ain, who has always been gentle and elegant, actually scolded people in public, and the other party is also a powerful figure in the entire empire! Grand Duke Ferriera, the Empire's Minister of Finance, one of the Big Three!
"The contemptible Feliveira Mossi Adair, Duke and Chancellor of the Empire!" Grand Duke Ferriera's face purple, and he replied with suppressed anger. Although he was mad with anger, he didn't dare to attack in front of everyone, and could only maintain his demeanor to answer the prince's questions! And the most infuriating thing is that how could Prince Aine not know him, this is clearly deliberate!
"It turned out to be the Chancellor of the Exchequer, no wonder he grew so fat." Wren's words made people vomit blood: "Can you please give way, you're blocking me." ā
"As a nobleman, I want to ..........," Archduke Ferriera finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and shouted in public. In front of many powerful people, he was humiliated repeatedly, if he can endure it, he will be a hell! It's just that before he finished speaking, there was a whirlwind in front of him, and the prince's face suddenly became much closer to him, and he still said in that brisk tone: "You, you have blocked me." ā
The terrace was silent at first, and suddenly it boiled like a volcanic eruption! The screams of the noblewomen, the shouts of the men, the overturning of the dining table, the trampling of hundreds of shoes, and the cries for help resounded throughout the night sky.
"Murdered!" These were the last words heard by Grand Duke Ferriella. The headless flesh sprayed an intoxicating red, staining the white tablecloth with a splash of blood. When several ladies who were close to each other saw this horrific scene, their faces were stained with hot blood, and they all let out an astonishing cry, rolling their eyes and fainting.
People scrambled towards the exit stairs, and Wren laughed and didn't stop. A few blood flowers bloomed, and seven or eight corpses flew out of the aisle, causing people to rush backwards. Tina appeared with a sword, her fragrant lips kissing the neck of the girl in her left hand. The virgin's blood is sweet and delicious, and she is greedily swallowed into her belly by a vampire, but the scene that should be bloody and terrifying is extremely beautiful, and the two beauties embracing each other rub their lips and necks, such a fragrant picture is rare.
The blonde girl's eyes were glazed, and her hands unconsciously rested on the vampire's thin waist, as if resisting and pandering. Accidents are always sudden, so that you want to escape but can't escape, tonight's girl, should have danced with the king, became the envy of many women, who knows that the will of heaven makes people, but she has become a vampire's supper.
"Sure enough, the virgin is the most beautiful......." Tina let out a sweet moan* as she let go of the girl she was holding in her hand, and finally lifted her buried head. Her long flowing hair was swept back by her, revealing a suffocating face, and her red eyes roamed around, as if looking for her next prey.
"Vampires! God, there's a vampire here! The bloodthirsty alien race was obviously more intimidating than the silver-haired prince, and everyone retreated, their eyes full of fear, and the terrace was once again full.
"Tina, you don't have to look for it anymore." Wren looked at the frightened crowd with interest: "Virgins are a rare species here, and you're lucky to find one." ā
"I think so." Tina sniffled and scolded with some disgust, "Filthy and filthy human nobles! ā
"Tina.........." Wren rubbed his nose and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm also a human nobleman.............."
"Ah............" Tina knew that she was speechless, and hurriedly waved her hands: "Of course I'm not talking about you. A noble and great being like you is not comparable to these bugs................"
"Ain, what are you doing here?!" Philip II walked out of the crowd with a gloomy face: "My son, what a crime you have committed in colluding with the dark dwellers and killing many nobles. Even if you are my favorite son, you must not be spared! You, get down on my knees! ā
I have to say that as a king, his courage is to be a step above ordinary people. Led by the emperor, the courage of the nobles was rekindled! Yes, in front of you, stands the king of the powerful country, his own father! If you dare to kill a nobleman, do you dare to kill your relatives?! Besides, all the powerful people of the empire are gathered here, do you dare to kill them all? Do you dare?! Thinking of this, the aristocrat's anger ignited, and the entire terrace gradually echoed with only one voice: "Kneel!" On your knees! On your knees! ā
Wren was still smiling in the face of the angry aristocrats, and Tina, who was guarding the aisle, also curled the corners of her mouth, watching the clowns make trouble.
"Ain, I know you still don't want to accept what you said the other day. But in my opinion, the prince of the country is not suitable for you, and the path of the strong is your future! Philip II spoke with emotion, and opened his arms to embrace his errant son into his arms: "Iain, my son! Your mistakes, I am willing to bear them with you! ā
What a good father, the corners of the nobles' eyes moistened, and they couldn't help holding their breath, leaning forward one after another, waiting to see a touching play of father and son hugging and crying.
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! The slap was crisp, stunned Philip II and the onlookers of the nobles, only the black-haired vampire, who was clutching his twitching lower abdomen, and his mouth let out a laugh like a silver bell.
"Get out of the way for me, and then clean up you bastard at the end!" With hatred and murderous intent in his eyes, Wren said impatiently, kicking the dumbfounded Philip II into the corner of the terrace.
Philip II, who had fallen into a stupor, was helped down, and the nobles were collectively silent! Prince Ain, who actually slapped his biological father in public, must be crazy!
"Ain, you're crazy!" A young girl in a golden evening dress stepped forward, it was the beautiful princess who was extremely jealous before: "That's our father, you dare to slap and let a king bear this great insult...................."
"Ishana, your taste is as bad as ever." Wren interrupted the beautiful princess's speech: "It's a dress with flowers and bare breasts, it's really nothing new, it's really ugly as a mourning dress................."
"Upbringing, where is your upbringing?" Princess Isana was so angry that she unceremoniously interrupted Wren's words, and said angrily: "As your royal sister, I want to tell you that it is very rude to interrupt the lady's speech, and it is even more .............. to casually comment on the lady's clothes."
Before the words were finished, Her Royal Highness the Princess's throat was already blooming with a strange blood flower, and her body collapsed to the ground weakly. Her eyes were full of despair and horror, and her hands were clutched to her throat spurting blood, and the princess never thought that someone would dare to kill her relatives in public!
"As your former imperial brother, I also want to tell you that it is also rude to interrupt a gentleman." Wren's wrist shook slightly, shook off the blood attached to the sword, and said slowly.