The vampires in the hall are frantically and eating. They treat all the people around them as the object of venting. Jaco ignored Fred's cold taunts, and he saw the Duke on the stage holding the girl he had just hugged and preparing to leave the stage. Giacco knew he was going to enjoy deeper, more intimate entertainment, and he immediately pulled Lafred into his hands, and the two left the viewing platform along the path.

"Don't wipe my blood off," Jaco said coldly as he caught a glimpse of Fred looking straight to wipe the blood off his body, "that will protect you." ”

Fred's hand paused and let it go. He wondered where the little vampire had the confidence to protect him from one of the empire's most powerful hunters. He had hunted a prince and three dukes with his own hands, and he had even seriously wounded an elder. None of the self-proclaimed formidable Sentinel Hunters were his opponents. But what this little sentry said, he didn't retort too strongly**.

He walked behind the other and glanced at the other's ass. The blood that had been shed before leaked out of the other party's pants, causing the corners of Fred's mouth to rise uncontrollably.

Jaco saw 666 come around to him and say, "He's looking at your ass. 】

Giacko's scalp tightened.

[There's blood on your pants.] 】

Jaco gritted his teeth and turned around, only to see Fred turn his head quickly......

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There was never a shortage of servants at the Duke's side. He has lived for two hundred years, and has countless "heirs" and vassals. He looks like a young man, but any vampire who meets him can sense his strength from his powerful aura.

He loves to entertain, he loves to be lively, and like all extravagant vampires, he finds all sorts of reasons to party every year — to share good food and satisfy flesh desires.

This was when he was happiest, so when he saw the two uninvited guests appear in his room, he didn't immediately throw each other out like a bedbug.

"Your Excellency," Giako bowed respectfully, "to celebrate your birthday, I have sent you a gift on behalf of my sire. ”

There is a bed in the room, and at the same time there are two coffins. On the bed lay a young man, his hands bound to the bedside post, his face was very bad.

The Duke looked at the man for a moment, his brow furrowed slightly. He moved his finger and motioned for the two ancillas standing next to Giacco to leave the room. He was ready to "receive" the little guest.

"A hunter." The duke said as he hugged the blonde girl in his arms and gently put her into the coffin, "I don't know who the Venerable Elder is, who actually gave me this great gift?" ”

The Duke glanced at the hunter who was staring at the little vampire with an icy gaze. Clearly, he recognized the hunter. Fred, the most famous vampire guide in the Empire.

"As you can guess from the traits of my inheritance—" Jaco smiled respectfully, "my sire is the one with the purest silver hair. ”

The Duke paused and stared at Jaco. There is indeed a vampire in the entire vampire world who is silver-haired, the only silver-haired. But that one's status is too high, how could he have such a little ghost for the first time......

However, the "gifts" brought by the other party are also beyond the value of ordinary gifts. Fred had killed the Prince and even hunted the Elders, and this hunter was one of the biggest headaches for vampires.

The Duke approached Fred. Fred's usual mild face, which had been published in the Empire's major newspapers, was now filled with cold mockery.

The Duke's hand grasped the other's neck, and the sharp nails gently dug into the skin on the side of his neck. "A guide," said the duke, "in my youth I wished I had one. ”

Jaco looked at a toad at the other's feet—it was the other's spirit body. The Duke used to be a sentry.

"It's a pity that after hundreds of years, I've forgotten how to trigger the combination of guides." The Duke said with some regret.

What is Binding Heat? Jaco froze for a moment, subconsciously wanting to see 666, but when he saw the Duke get up, Jaco knew that it was not the time.

The Duke said to a bat hanging upside down by the door, "Give me a give—what is that called?" The Duke turned to Giacko, but saw that Jaco was dazed, and the bat by the door seemed to know what he wanted to say, and flapped its wings and left.

The Duke closed the lid on the maiden's coffin in the minutes that the bat had left, patted the lid gently, and said, "Son, you are still the best time to enjoy life, and in a few decades you will want a child, and you will want some obedient servants." When you're older, you'll want a manor, and you'll want a retinue of respectful people who will serve you food. ”

Jaco listened respectfully and looked at the Duke with admiration.

The bat is back. It brings a little box. The Duke opened the box, took out one of the syringes, and waved the bat away. The bat immediately left the room playfully.

"Listen, child, while you have not completely lost your connection with the guide, it is best to find a guide as soon as possible," said the duke, "and wait until decades, hundreds of years, your spiritual experience will slowly fade away, and your soul will slowly die, and only ** is still alive in the world, and you will never be able to appreciate the beauty of having a guide again—you have indeed sent me a wonderful gift." The Duke sat down beside Fred, and was about to make a move, when he turned around and added, "Oh, I might make him my 'heir'." ”

I have a lot of appetite.

Jaco, who was about to break out and hurt people, stopped himself because of his turn and held back a mouthful of old blood. The Duke then plunged the potion into Fred's neck. Fred, who had been quiet and obedient before, jumped to his feet and suddenly kicked the Duke with a flick of the leg. The duke's body was kicked by him and turned into countless crow bats scattered in all directions, but the bats could not escape the room, and they half-forcibly condensed a form not far from Fred. The Duke looked at Fred with a gloomy face: "Top Hunter ......" Fred has killed three dukes.

The Duke stared at Fred, who he thought was a trick to infiltrate, and he didn't suspect the little vampire on the side. He weighed such an ancilla not daring and not capable of being disrespectful to a duke. However, everything that followed exceeded his expectations.

The imp ran behind him "in fear", but the duke, believing that Fred had somehow prevented him from leaving the place, or even transforming into a bat, said to Jaco in a low voice, "Go to the corner, imp." ”

The little vampire didn't reply. The Duke chuckled when he heard him.

In that moment, the Duke suddenly realized something. He jerked his head back, his body being flipped forward with a tremendous force, a Mithril pistol against his heart, and the bullet pierced his chest from back to front! The Duke looked at Giacco in disbelief, only to see that his spirit body was pressed to the ground by a transparent cheetah, and the sharp teeth of the cheetah were biting at the toad, making the Duke's neck ache for a while—no wonder he couldn't turn into a bat! From the very beginning, it was that imp who restricted his spirit body!

The burning pain began to spread from the heart, and the Duke opened his eyes wide and tried to explode into countless bats, but his body was always confined together, and the little silver-haired vampire stared at him with blood-red eyes and smiled and said, "Trust me, my lord, you just need to sleep......"

The Duke lost his mind for a moment. At that moment, Jaco swooped down and showed his fangs! The teeth were deeply embedded in the other's throat, the veins throbbing on the tip of his tongue, and the veins were like slender fish, constantly struggling to escape. The sound of all the blood cells rushing in the veins, the sound of the four hearts beating in the room, the smell of blood in the air and the fresh aroma of Fred's body, the beating of the weakened heart under the palm of his hand...... Everything was magnified in an instant, grabbing all of Giaco's attention.

Blood...... Blood......

The gluttonous low-level vampire sucked the taste of the best food he had ever tasted.

The tired duke, who had just lost a lot of blood because he first embraced a young girl, was grabbed by the throat by gluttony, and with the loss of a large amount of blood, his life was also constantly lost. His hands pinched the hunter above him in the air, and Giako didn't care about the prey's struggle and the damage he had done to himself. He bit the duke's throat, and the fleeing duke scurried around the room, and Giacco climbed on top of him like a huge spider, and as soon as he hit the wall, he slammed the duke into the coffin. Like a wild beast, he sucked the duke's blood with all his might, until he could only suck out minced meat. The Duke's skin quickly sunken, glaring at him madly and angrily like a mummy.

A duke-level vampire can't be killed with a single Mithril bullet, and Jaco wants to put him to a real sleep.

Hot blood slid into his esophagus, burning his stomach. Giacko's eyes turned completely red. He bit off the other man's neck with his sharp, hard fangs and spine, then pulled out a vial of Mithril and poured it through the duke's exposed throat.

The duke's shriveled body squeaked and burned. Jaco then blindfolded the head on the ground and said softly, "Good night, Lord Duke." ”

The mahogany stake slammed into the duke's heart, piercing his ribcage from front to back, slamming his shriveled body into his own coffin and into the base of the coffin.

Fred, half-lying on the bed, watched as the newborn vampire, the novice hunter, killed a duke in the other's coffin. With a scarlet glow around his lips, the vampire stood up and poured holy water into the coffin, watching the duke's body rot and burn. Then he closed the lid and nailed silver nails to the four corners.

Fred moved his lips and didn't speak. Although the novice hunter had very different methods from the orthodox vampire, he did kill a vampire duke cleanly in front of him. And this young vampire, who had just sucked a duke dry, was watching him.

Fred said in a low voice, "Pull the damn needle out." ”

The needle was still in Fred's neck, and Fred's body was motionless, almost stiff. The vampire stared at Fred for a long time.

"So, what are you waiting for?" Fred frowned.

The vampire approached Fred, the tip of his nose twitching around his neck. He smelled a strong, sweet smell.

Fred's muscles tensed all over his body.

He had made it past his adolescence and had not met any of the sentinels who had him in heat. Kelvin even once mocked him for being a monster who didn't generate bonding heat...... However, the Duke's needle triggered a union fever that he had not seen for nearly thirty years.

- What the hell!

Fred didn't dare to act rashly, his hands were still tied to the bedpost, and the needle, although not all of them were injected, caused a heat to gather in his lower abdomen. He relied on great perseverance to stop any of his outrageous behavior, which is why Fred couldn't make the slightest move when he fought with the Duke in Kenthal......

The vampire's bloody lips rubbed against Fred's body, and the other party's keen five senses became the best □□, and Fred felt the vampire's breathing become thicker.

Damn, damn it...... The other party is a sentinel - a sentinel in the middle of puberty!

Fred knew what it meant to combine a keen guide for an adolescent sentinel.

Fred's guide emanates like a ferocious beast, dragging the vampire into the abyss of lust. Jaco's spirit body wandered around anxiously, trying to find Fred's spirit body, but it found nothing. Jaco blinked hard, forcibly reinforcing his sanity, and slammed the needle off Fred's neck, forcing his arms to burst with bruises. But that didn't work anymore - Fred's binding fever had already been triggered.

A drop of blood from the needle was licked uncontrollably by Jaco, and then everything began to spiral out of control. The sweet smell penetrated the sentinel's sensitive nose, and the amplified senses almost mobilized the desire and motivation of the sentinel's whole body. Fred's cheeks burned with a staggering amount of red, and he rubbed his legs uncontrollably in an attempt to suppress his desire, while the sentry's hot breath burned on his chest like a soldering iron, curling his toes and fingers......

The vampire, who had just drunk a belly full of blood, was hungry again, but this time it was not the same as before. He licked the other's neck and collarbone with the tip of his scarlet tongue, rubbed the guide's stiff body rudely, and gently tore the guide's chest with his teeth. His hard lower body pressed against the guide's abdomen, and he slammed into Fred with rage, just like his hands that tore Fred's clothes apart, full of primitive ambition. His little leopard grew in a circle after devouring a duke's spirit body, pacing restlessly back and forth around the guide.

Fred was about to lose his consciousness, and his whole body was shrouded in desire, and he tried to suppress his body's restlessness with his huge mental tentacles, but his always very effective mental power failed to bind himself. The sentry's chaotic, irascible spirits invaded his mental territory like a bandit, forcing Fred to be distracted by trying to smooth them out. Even if Fred was reluctant, this was the only way he could stop the irrational and powerful Kental, the damned vampire in his prime so far! At the moment when his mental tentacles gave up their resistance to contact Kenthal, Fred let out a magnetic murmur of pleasure and horror—

The sentinels who forcibly maintained their sanity, and the guides who barely kept their senses awake broke all their self-control......

Fred felt something in his body in a dizziness and confusion, and 666, floating in the air, was shocked to see the leopard running around anxiously, holding down a transparent python, and happily biting its seven inches-

-

Appalling.

Jaco sat on the edge of the bed with his back to the vampire hunter covered in half-healed blood holes. The little transparent leopard lay contentedly in the corner, four paws pressing a dying python. Jaco covered his face and thought about how the other party would "settle" the accounts between them.

…… He could be intoxicated with mercury by Fred.

[Run.] 666 said pityingly.

Jaco quickly picked up his clothes from the ground, and when he saw the blood-stained pants, his face changed twice.

Jaco pinned another vampire in the coffin that had just been embraced by him. When she wakes up, as long as she doesn't drink fresh human blood for half a month, she will completely become the lowest level of irrational vampires, and eventually die of starvation. Newborn childe is in fact very vulnerable.

The hurried vampire did not alarm the sleeping guide on the bed, he felt the power of a handful of duke's blood, and quietly opened the door and walked out. Two bats hang upside down outside the door.

"Listen, the adults are still dreaming, as long as he doesn't come out, don't disturb him." The scarlet-eyed vampire used his powers, and the two bats nodded almost mechanically. He and Fred had already set up their way here before they arrived, and it was a double insurance policy now. Giacco looked at the deep passages around him, covered his face with his cloak, and hurried out of the Duke's Palace.