The prince took a shower and changed into new clothes, but his brain was still full of the temperature and touch of the human girl's lips, so ...... Beautiful, fascinating.

It was as if he felt a bodily desire, something he hadn't felt in hundreds of years.

He doesn't remember exactly when it was last time.

[Ding-Lambert's Love Value 10]

"It's so generous, OnePlus is 20 o'clock, and it's really an old man who has been lonely for many years."

She listened to the system prompt, and immediately regained her energy, and at this pace, she would soon be able to complete the task and return to normal mode.

……

The night belongs to the vampires.

Red, in the alleys of the lamp district, from time to time there will be drunken sexy beauties or grumpy men.

No, it's another one to find fault.

Cologne carried a slightly chubby, greasy man and told the woman who was hugging him to get out of the way.

The men were finely dressed, and even their hair was polished.

Cologne narrowed his eyes and was about to take him away.

The man saw the dagger hanging from his waist, and the fat on his face suddenly twitched twice, and his eyes darkened.

His face was as if he had seen something extremely terrible, and he immediately asked for help from the woman with heavy makeup on the side.

"Help me, I can give you money, a lot of money, he's not a good guy!"

The fat man grabbed the woman's ankle with his hands and feet.

The woman glanced at the tall Cologne in embarrassment, not daring to cause trouble, and kicked the fat man away with her high heels with trembling and running deeper into the alley.

At this moment, a slender hand fell from Cologne's shoulder.

"It's time to let go."

Matthew came to him, put his arm on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

"What's going on? Can...... So many days ......"

Cologne frowned, his face surprised and puzzled, and more angry.

"Well, that's what it means. Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner. ”

He cut the fat man's clothes, and put one hand over Cologne's shoulder.

Seeing this, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran away.

"Mom, yes, Matthew, if you can't tell me why, I'll never let you go."

Cologne slammed his fist into the wall of the alley, dropping a few debris from the broken wall.

In an old tavern, Matthew and Cologne are eating pork chops and drinking depth charges.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Cologne still had a look of anger on his face, and he bit into the delicious pork chop in his mouth in anger.

"Don't be so impatient, what we do is to hang your life on your belt, in fact, you don't have to work so hard."

The more he spoke, Cologne's face darkened, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn.

When Matthew saw him like this, he suddenly changed his words.

He slapped his stinky mouth three times: "Look at my mouth, what I said is really not a good thing, look at me I forgot, your fiancée is ......"

"Don't talk to me, what the hell is going on?"

Cologne's expression was awe-inspiring, staring straight at Matthew, just waiting for him to give him an explanation.

"What's more, the order above, how can I be so clear, I only know that it seems that the vampire prince seems to be infighting, and the archbishop seems to have his own considerations, probably wanting to reap the benefits, how can I understand it so clearly!"

He shook the pot with a word.

"It's said to have something to do with you."

He leaned closer to Cologne with a mysterious expression, and his voice was full of curiosity.

"Brother! What kind of experiments did you undertake? It's so powerful, it's not long this month that the seventh one has been caught? ”