On a late autumn night, there are no stars in the sky, only a bright moon hanging in the night sky, and the clear glow of the moonlight spreads all over the earth, bringing a ray of light to this deep dark night.

Workers who have been tired for a year will go to rest early, and in a place that most people don't know, a group of "people" wake up and start their lives.

Deep in the dense forest far from the city, an ancient castle stands in the middle of it.

On the second floor of the castle, a young man sits at the window, admiring the moonlight outside the window.

Then in the bright moonlight, you can faintly see the clothes on his body, a light gray silk horse jacket on the silk white shirt, the same color silk thread embroidered on the waistcoat with gorgeous dark lines, a dark gray velvet jacket, black satin breeches, and a pair of calfskin riding boots of various colors on his feet.

The whole person looks leisurely and lazy, with an indescribable casualness, but even so, no one underestimates him, because the compelling luxury on his body makes people know that this person is definitely not a nameless person.

Gradually, a footstep came from far and near, and after a short time, the door was gently knocked three times and then pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in slowly, his every move showed good upbringing.

Finally, he walked up to the young man and saluted him respectfully, "Master, there is a visitor." ”

These four words made the young man frown, and his face was a little more impatient, but he still asked, "Which family is it this time?" ”

"Back to the master, this time it's Toreador." Hearing the young man's question, the middle-aged man answered honestly.

This answer was unexpected, he thought it was the people of the Demon Party who came to chatter, but he didn't expect that the person who came this time turned out to be the secret party, and it was with elegance and excitement. Toreador who is famous.

"Since it's a Toreador, let's see you." After saying this, the young man turned his head and continued to admire the moonlight outside the window, as if nothing outside attracted his attention even more.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man saluted again, and then walked out to greet the host's guests.

After a short while, the middle-aged butler walked up to the second floor with a young man, and he knocked lightly on the door, waiting for the master's answer.

"Come in." The voice of the young man in the room was a little casual, but it made the later Yan sù a little sù.

Even the voice carried endless pressure, which made the young man's heart a little more solemn.

Following the middle-aged butler into the room, the young man walked quickly to the young man and knelt down on one knee, "Your Highness, Edward of Toreador is honored to have your permission to enter Fort Collins. ”

The young man did not speak, but a large number of people kneeling in front of him, gorgeous to the point of somewhat exaggerated costumes, long hair that was slightly messy, and a pair of turquoise eyes, elegant with a bit of decadence, but extremely unpleasant.

The young man did not speak, but held out his left hand to the man who called himself Edward.

Seeing this scene, Edward breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hands and respectfully took the other party's hand, dropped a pious kiss on the emerald ring on his index finger, and then got up at the other party's signal.

"You're good." Looking at a little guy who was difficult to know the courtesy, a satisfied smile appeared on the young man's face.

Edward was a little excited to be able to receive such a compliment from the young man, it was very unexpected for him to be able to see this highness today, but he didn't expect that he would not only see this highness, but also get such affirmation.

Is...... It's so exciting!

"Tell me why you're here." Because he was relatively satisfied with Edward, he was also a little more tolerant than before, and did not let the other party throw it out without even saying a word.

Purpose?

Hearing such a question from the other party, Edward was stunned, he didn't have any intention, the only intention today was to come to this His Highness.

He had always known that there lived a noble Highness in Fort Collins, who had tried to visit him several times, but was stopped by his father, and had sneaked out today.

After thinking about it for a long time, Edward finally decided to tell the truth, such a high-ranking highness should not like others to lie.

"I ...... I had only heard of His Highness from my father, so I wanted to meet His Highness. With that, Edward looked at the young man with fanatical adoration in his eyes.

However, this answer surprised the young man, who had thought that Toreador had been involved in the incident, but he had not expected that this little fellow had come to see him for this purpose.

"Sit down," Edward's words deeply pleased the young man, and a smile appeared on his face, and then motioned for him to sit down, "John, prepare a bottle of red wine." ”

Hearing this, the butler looked at Edward with some surprise, there are not many people who can make the master entertain, this little guy really has some skills.

But whatever the master decided to entertain the little fellow, as a qualified butler, he conscientiously carried out any of his master's orders, bowed to the young man, and went to the cellar to fetch his treasures.

Edward, who was entertained by the young man, was a little at a loss, although he had heard of this highness of noble blood and was angry and powerful, but he had never heard of this highness so approachable.

After a short while, John walked in with a bottle of red wine and two goblets, but his face was a little unpleasant, and it was obvious that something had happened during the time he was taking the wine.

"Master, the Lasombra family is visiting." John, the housekeeper, had a very bad impression of this Doron, because the master would be in a bad mood after every visit from Doron, and anyone who made the owner feel bad, John would be very disgusted.

"Doron?" At the mention of this person, the young man's tone was full of impatience, "Didn't he come only three days ago, and what is he here for now?" ”

"Master, Lord Duolun said to give you a very cherished gift." John scoffed at this, and with the wealth of his master, who could say that it was a very precious gift.

Such an answer made the young man even more irritable.

The so-called stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, now Duolun is a gift, if you don't let people in, it's losing face, but the young man really doesn't want to see Duolun.

"Bring someone in." Waving his hand helplessly, the young man knew that if he refused today, there would definitely be a gap between him and the Lasombra family.

Although he was not afraid of this, he hated trouble very much.

A few minutes later, John brought a man up, this man and Edward are not the same type at all, Edward is full of youthful vitality, and his body is more slender, but this time the man who came up is a completely different type, even if he is wrapped in clothes, he can feel the strength of those muscles under the clothes, a short light brown hair looks capable and calm, and the almost dark blue eyes fall straight on the young man's body.

He took a few steps forward and knelt down on one knee, but the left hand of the young man in the early stage was tough, and he kissed lightly on his ring, "Good day, Your Highness." ”

"Good day, Your Excellency Doron." Withdrawing his hand, a look of disgust flashed in the young man's eyes, and he couldn't like this man at all.

Duolun naturally saw the young man's face, but he didn't seem to see anything, and he still had a respectful and polite smile on his face.

He saluted the young man, and then pulled the young man behind him over, "Your Highness, this is what I am telling you of a very precious gift. ”

After hearing Duolun's introduction, the young man's face looked at the so-called gift youth, and his eyes gradually became unkind.

The young man looked to be no more than twenty years old, and judging from the clothes on his body, and the way he stood, and good manners, he was a good person, he was slender, obviously underage, and had an attractive faint sweetness on his body, which let the young man know that this young man had never approached anyone.

And what really made the young man look bad was this person's appearance, with long golden hair, hungry eyes like the sea, and a delicate appearance suitable for both men and women, with a somewhat charming temperament in the cold, almost exactly the same as his impression of his sister Sheila.

"I don't like this gift at all!" The cold gaze fell on Duolun, and the silver pupils of the same color as the eyes were even thinner because of anger, which made people shudder.

Hearing the young man's words, the young man's hungry face showed a look of humiliation.

Today, he was sent back and forth like a gift, which had already taken a heavy toll on his self-esteem, and now, this man unceremoniously refused.

How can this make the youth bear!

"Hello, Your Excellency, I'm Salman Sheff Harlanret." Speaking of this, the young man continued with some pride in his tone, "Prince of the Harran Empire. ”

However, what he didn't know was that such a proud self-introduction would only make his situation even more ugly, because in the eyes of the blood clan, the nobility of the human race was really nothing.

Their long lives have allowed them to accumulate countless wealth, and any blood clan entering human society is a rich and hungry noble.

"Doron, this is your gift? It seems that there is no tune. Teach well. The goblet in his hand shook pouringly, and the red liquid gave off a sweet smell as he moved.

And these words fell on Salman's ears as a resounding slap in the face, and he told the other party his identity to get such a response.

However, Salman can't do anything now, because he has been abandoned by his own family, his own country, just because the man who is like a demon casually said, and he himself was sent to that man like a gift.

"I just thought His Highness would like it, so I asked for this little guy from those human hands," Glancing at Salman casually, Duolun continued, "If Your Highness doesn't like it, then stay and be a blood slave, listen to Lord John, His Highness seems to have not sucked blood for a long time, this person should be a good blood slave." ”

Clean and blood is rare, such a person is indeed suitable for being a blood slave.

The conversation between the two people made Salman's face even paler, blood slave, and the other party actually made him a blood slave.

Although he didn't know what a blood slave was, that one slave word alone wouldn't be a good thing!

But he was not in a position to refuse, because now he was no longer even in his own hands.

"Of course, I prefer His Highness to take him as a descendant, after all, His Highness has been alone for so many years, and he is too lonely."

Descendent?

Hearing these two words, the young man chuckled, "Descendant? What do you think I need? Brother Innoch and Sister Sheila have descendants, but what happened! ”

Edward, who was on the side, heard the young man's words, his eyes were full of shock, he knew the identity of this highness.

All the Bloods had known that there was a noble Highness living in Fort Collins, and then all the older Bloods had kept the name of that Bloodline so secretive, he couldn't figure it out.

And today, Edward finally understood why the older blood clan did not dare to mention the name of this highness, because he was the only remaining second-generation blood clan - Ailand, the only one left of the three second-generation blood clans back then!

Hearing Ailand's words, Duolun's face was a little ugly, the things of the year can't be mentioned, and it will be a disaster if you mention it.

Finally, Duolun bowed to Eland, knowing that staying today would not change anything, and would only make His Highness's impression of him worse and worse.

"Your Highness, I have also taken my leave, and I will visit you again in the future." After Duolun left, Edward also got up to say goodbye, now he had to calm down and digest the identity of this highness, he never thought that this highness turned out to be a second-generation blood clan.

When everyone was gone, Edward motioned for John to take the man away, he didn't want to see this man, at least not yet!

"Your Excellency Salman, this will be your room from now on, if you have any need, just tell me, of course, if you can, please try not to go out, and also, don't disturb the master," John had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, "Please never do anything that annoys the master, or your life will be in danger." ”

Salman was very satisfied when he heard the first few words, but at the end, he felt a kind of humiliation, "I am a human being, not your slave!" ”

"Lord Salman, have you not recognized your identity yet? When Lord Doron sent you here, you were already a blood slave of your master, and every one of your qiē will belong to your master, and if you still can't recognize your identity, I will help you find out. ”

John's voice was still gentle, but Salman's body trembled involuntarily when he heard the two words. Shook a little.

At this time, I remembered what the man named Duolun had said before.

"Be obedient in Fort Collins, and don't disobey anyone's orders, or you won't be able to afford the consequences, the butler. Teaching people has a hand, which will not let you die, but will only make you worse than dead. ”

Thinking of this, Salman shuddered and slowly walked into the room.

He knew that now he could only compromise, if he wanted to leave alive, if he wanted to be free, he had to compromise first, and he could only leave when the enemy let his guard down!

What Salman didn't know, however, was that without the master's approval, it would be impossible to leave the forest, or even leave Fort Collins.

After clearing the entire castle, John went to Elander's room again, "Master, are you going hunting today?" ”

Unlike most Bloodborne, his master did not like to keep Blood Slaves in captivity.

Perhaps because of his strong strength, his master had very little need for blood, and only occasionally went out hunting to make a living, and would not let his bloodthirsty nature prevail.

"No, I'm not in the mood today." Today, because of Duolun's appearance, he is full of anger, and he is still in the mood to hunt.

Hearing Ailand's words, John smiled helplessly, took out the gray wool cloak from the closet and draped it on his body, "Master, if you are in a bad mood, you have to go out for a walk, otherwise if you go on like this, your mood will get worse and worse." ”

Ailand thought about it, in fact, what John said was reasonable, so he nodded and got up, and slowly walked out of the castle.

Ailand's going out today is not so much a hunt as a distraction, and when he meets someone who makes him unhappy, it's time to go out and change his mood.

In the dark forest, there was no sound of a night owl, and such an environment gradually calmed down Ailand's heart.

During this time, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he was always unusually impetuous, his chest was stuffy, as if something was missing, but what was what he was missing, he didn't know himself, he only knew that he seemed to have forgotten something very important.

But with careful memories, these thousands of years of time turned out to be coherent and without missing, so what is he missing?

It seemed that the heavens were having trouble with Elander, and when he finally eased up a little, an "uninvited guest" appeared in front of him.

"Vampires?" The other party looked at Ailand, with scrutiny in his eyes, and his tone was full of contempt, especially when he saw his young appearance clearly, it was a little heavier not to write.

Cut, but a Neonate, originally thought it was a big fish, which was really disappointing.

Similarly, when the other party was looking at him, Ailand was also looking at the other party.

“Half？” Sensing the aura coming from the other party's body, Ailand instantly knew the identity of the other party, "A child born to a Neonate and a human woman." ”

The breath on the body of the powerful blood nobleman Ailand will not admit it, and the breath on the body of the half in front of him is obviously something he has not felt, so just in an instant, Ailander knows the identity of the other party.

Originally, he wanted to insult Ailand, but he didn't want to be humiliated by the other party, but he felt that his face was gloomy, and he took out a hand. The gun, without hesitation, fired a shot at Elander.

The silver bullet engraved with the spell turned into a streamer in the moonlight, and flew straight in the direction of Ailand.

Seeing Ailand standing there "stupidly", not even knowing how to hide, Hughes's face was full of smiles.

He is a blood hunter, but because of the problem of bloodline, his ability is far inferior to his companions, others have long been able to hunt high blood clans, and even blood nobles, but he can only hunt some low blood clans and even Neonate.

However, the next scene taught Hughes what it meant to be incredible.

The Neonate did not dodge, nor was he hunted, but stretched out a hand, which was slender and white, bloodless, and looked unusually weak, but it was this weak hand that effortlessly grasped the silver bullet that flew towards him.

It's over, he miscalculated the strength of the other party!

Now Hughes finally knew that he had misestimated the strength of the other party, this vampire was not a Neonate at all, but a blood nobleman, at least with the strength of an earl or above, otherwise, it would be impossible to catch the silver bullet at all!

"What a stupid man," Eland suddenly became a little hungry as he looked at the man with astonishment and despair in his eyes, "Now the position of the hunter and the prey has been reversed!" ”

After saying this, Ailand's lips slowly leaned towards the other party's neck, and a pair of canine teeth broke through the encirclement of the lips, and just when he opened his mouth to bite down, for some reason, there was a kind of reluctance in his heart.

I don't want to bite him, or I should say that the person who wants to bite is not him.

Suddenly, there was a wave of anger in his heart, and he stretched out his hand to hold the other person's neck, only to hear a click, Hughes's neck broke in response, and looking at the person who had lost his breath, Elander threw the person in his hand to the ground as if he had thrown away a rag.

Forget it, let's go back to Fort Collins, it's even more unpleasant outside!

However, what Aland didn't know was that after he left, a man slowly walked out from behind a large tree not far away.

He was wearing a black slim robe, with a silver cross pendant on his chest, and his gaze was calm, which gave him an aura of asceticism.

No, perhaps it should not be said that his gaze was peaceful, but indifferent, without the slightest warmth, and no human figure could stop in his pupils.

Obviously, this man was a pastor.

Looking at the bloodhunt on the ground, who had lost his breath, he said lightly, "May your soul be with the Lord", and then looked in the direction where Elander had just left.

That man...... It's special, it's special...... For a moment, his heartbeat seemed to be different.

Bloodline?

They should meet again!

Thinking of this, the priest also turned and left, next time, we should be able to meet soon.

When the two men left, the dead corpse of the Bloodhunter slowly appeared and the flames began to spontaneously combust, and after a few moments, the corpse disappeared completely, leaving only a pile of white ash on the ground, which drifted away as soon as the wind blew.

After that, the kitten, which had been growing wings, appeared in mid-air, looking at Edward's distant defense line and muttering, [Host, Lord......]

That's right, this kitten is 001, although he can't meet Lin Zisheng in this world, and he can't help him, but it can still do it secretly in this way, anyway, the main system will turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.

After all, it was the one who caused Del, and if he didn't let it do anything, he wouldn't feel at ease.

However, now he was somewhat relieved, after a day of observation, it had already believed the words of the host, and even if he had no memory, he was able to complete the task well.

[Host-sama, we'll see you in the next world.] With that, 001 vanished from place.

Alander, who had returned to Fort Collins, had no idea about this, and he went straight back to his bedroom and jumped into the coffin to sleep.

The next morning, Eland woke up from his dream and felt that he was not in a good state.

Yesterday I slept the most. night, but I stayed up all night in a dream.

In the dream, there is always someone calling his name, although he doesn't really hear it, but he can be sure that the other party's name is not Ailand, but I don't know why, he is absolutely the other party's name is his name.

The voice seemed very urgent, calling out to him again and again, so that he couldn't help but want to respond, but Dan didn't know how to respond.

In this way, he woke up after being plagued by "nightmares" all night.

"Master, what do you want for breakfast today?" Seeing Aland go downstairs, although John felt a little strange in his heart, he still stepped forward to salute, and then asked the host what breakfast he wanted to eat today.

"The same old way."

Hearing Eland's answer, John bowed and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and the medium-rare lamb chops with a glass of special red wine were enough for the host to have a delicious breakfast time.

Of course, for Eland it was delicious, but for Salman it was a torment.

The medium-rare lamb chops had a strong smell of blood, which made Salman, who had not yet woken up early in the morning, already feel a strong discomfort in his stomach.

"Your Excellency Salman, what do you need for breakfast?"

"As long as it's vegetarian, anything goes." The smell of blood filling the room made Salman feel like he was going to vomit, and he now continued to eat a vegetarian diet to suppress the disgusting feeling.

Such an uncertain answer made John a little difficult, and in the end he could only serve him a salad and saw that the other party was quite satisfied, John breathed a sigh of relief, as the master's housekeeper, he had to make the master feel satisfied at all times.

After breakfast, Salman offered to wander around, even if it was watched, but Aland refused.

"Why can't I go out, I'm not a prisoner!" The repression for days made Salman a little out of control, and he even shouted at Ailander.

For a moment, both Elander's and John's faces turned ugly.

Suddenly, Salman regretted it, he still wanted to leave here, how could he be so impulsive!

"Indeed, you are not a prisoner," said Elander at last, before Salman felt like he was suffocating, but every word of his words pierced Salman's pride, "You are just a slave, Your Excellency Salman Sheff Harlanret, and now you don't seem to recognize your identity. ”

Taking a deep breath, Salman regained his composure and looked at Eland with a cold gaze, "I, Salman Sheff Harranret, Prince of the Harran Empire, this will never change. ”

Question: What is the best way to get a person to surrender?

Answer: Destroy all his pride!

"Prince? Are you sure you're still a prince? Ailand's voice was thick with mockery, "Don't you still want to face the reality now?" At the moment you were given to Doren as a gift, you were no longer the Prince of the Harran Empire. ”

Elander's voice fell into Salman's ears word by word with demagogy.

So, is he abandoned now?

"But don't worry, they won't forget you, because your savings have brought them countless benefits." The amount of assets in the hands of the blood clan is unimaginable to ordinary humans, because it is accumulated over time.

For people, it takes several generations or even dozens of generations to accumulate that kind of wealth, and this can only be done without a loser in the family.

For the Bloodline, accumulating wealth is just a means to pass the time.

It is conceivable what kind of wealth Duolun paid in exchange for this thing that looks very similar to Sister Sheila's at that time.

How could the people of the Harran Empire forget about him, maybe they still want to sell it again!

Salman's whole body trembled when he heard his words. Trembling, he remembered, remembering what a fortune his parents had received from Doron's injuries the day he was beaten away.

I still remember that when he left, looking at his greedy eyes, now that I think about it, they wish he could escape back and sell it again when the time comes!

With such thoughts, Salman was terrified, he didn't want to become the family's money-making tool again!

"John, take it down and tune it well. Tunes. Teach, if tuned. If you don't teach well, you will send it back to the Harran Empire and tell them that the defective products will be returned. ”

Elander's words were another blow to Sulman's heart.

As a prince of the royal family, he has become a defective product in the mouth of others, how can he accept it, and what scares him the most is what kind of doom he will suffer if he is sent back this time.

Sure enough, Salman was much more honest in the next few days, and no matter what orders John had, he would carry them out conscientiously and without compromise.

Looking at Salman's watch, Eland was finally satisfied, hmm...... Maybe the next time the blood clan gathers, we can bring this little guy over for everyone to get to know each other.

Of course, this idea was only fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, it was forgotten by Elander.

After a month of tuning. Although Salman's pride in belonging to the nobility has not disappeared, but only, at least he will obediently bow his head like a little slave when facing Elander.

"John, that's a good job." Looking at Salman, who had become much more well-behaved, Ailand nodded with satisfaction, there was still half a month to go to the annual event of the upper class, and he needed to take someone with him.

Apparently John wasn't the right fit, and Salman might be a good choice right now.

Suitable for both men and women, obedient and well-behaved character, noble and proud temperament, such a person is not a loss of face even if he is brought out of an upper-class party.