The red-clothed lord casually lowered his eyelashes like a crow's feather and bowed his head.

Not so long ago, she had been burned by the idol, and now the idol in her palm was nothing more than a cold dead thing.

The power of light contained is minimal.

What went wrong?

In a moment, the closed door was pushed open, and a strong and flamboyant smell of roses came with the wind.

"Master Negwe." The man was born with a handsome skin, dressed as an elegant gentleman and aristocrat, with slender five fingers and a pair of black gloves, and blood-colored eyes looking at the girl in the seat with a pious and serious gaze.

The slightly raised corners of his lips showed that he was in a good mood at the moment.

Yun Chu raised his eyes and looked.

Count Engels of the Bloodline.

"Engels."

The girl's tone did not fluctuate, and her indifferent gaze fell on the vampire Count who was walking slowly.

The idol was already in her sleeve pocket, and she supported her chin, and her beauty and coldness were equally impressive.

Cassiu silently stepped back, leaving the space to the two adults.

"I've heard Cassius say that the temple side has been refusing to let go of their bodies." Engels raised his eyes slightly, and put his right hand on his left shoulder, "Master Negwe, if necessary, Engels is ready to serve you." ”

The pale man is elegant and gentlemanly, and the aristocratic blood flowing in his body also adds a bit of charm to him.

"No need."

The lord propped up his forehead, lacking interest in the vampire count's hospitality.

The man's raised eyes drooped with the girl's words.

"Lord Negvi, the king has sent me to assist you."

He moved out of the King of the Blood.

Yun Chu opened his eyes and looked at him.

Engels lifted his lips and smiled gentlemanly.

Yunchu: ......

"You feel free."

She closed her eyes, a faint ache in the place where her fingertips had been burned by the divine light.

Engels saluted and withdrew from the lord's hall.

"Your Excellency."

Kasiu saluted respectfully and bowed his head.

Engels' blood-red eyes revealed a touch of sadness.

He looked up at the silver moon in the sky, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Arrange a room for me."

He's going to live at Rose Manor.

"Yes, sir."

Cassieu leaves.

There was no one around, and the air was filled with the rich scent of roses.

Engels' slender figure disappeared into the night, and after a while, a full-fledged owl fell on his shoulder.

The owl stands on the left shoulder of the vampire count.

"My lord, why are you doing this?"

"What do you know about this fowl?" Engels nodded helplessly on the owl's forehead.

Owl:......

Hum.

"Mistress Negway is so cold, I can't imagine her falling in love with someone."

The owl looked like he had seen through the red dust.

No one in the Bloodline is worthy of Lord Negvi.

Oh, if Engels insisted that he impose a place, he could consider adding him to the shortlist in defiance of his conscience.

Who made them good friends?

The owl fluttered and thought silently.

Engels shook his head: "You don't understand, pounce." ”

"Oh, I don't understand." The owl raised its right wing and scratched its head.

In the world of birds, although he did not fall in love as early as Engels, he was by no means a dumb bird who knew nothing.

"Say whatever you want, but as a friend, Plop wants to remind you." The owl raised its head, "Miss Negway is like a blooming rose, elegant, noble, charming, but this flower has thorns, oh, maybe it is stained with deadly venom." ”

Engels' slender fingers pressed the fluttering head.

Pounce: ......

Row horn.

I don't understand.

Engels always said so.