"Well, it's an honor to be here, and thank you for having me. Vlad III unfastened his cloak and handed it to the maid, revealing an iron-gray corduroy coat that perfectly fit his figure and made the lines around him straighter, "May I sit here?"

"Of course, no problem, but Vladqing, there are guests coming in a moment, and I think it would be better for us to get closer. With that, Chromia smiled and stood up from the top spot, then pulled the chair on the left side herself, "Please, my distinguished guest." ”

"Thank you very much, but a gentleman ought to have a lady seated first, shouldn't he?" Vlad III held out his right hand and helped Chromia back to the first place, before he sat down in the chair she had pulled out for him. The chair was wrapped in a cloth made of red arctic fox fur and covered with soft padded material, and it was very comfortable to sit on, and when everything was ready, Vlad III spoke: "What shall I call you now, Prince Snow Eagle, Queen of Austria or Secret Prince?"

"Do you have to be so raw, Vladqing?" Chromia's tone seemed slightly dissatisfied, but she always had a charming smile on her face, this smile was mature and poetic, like the melody of an aria, "It's better to be the same as before, just call me Cromia, I'm not like you power-hungry guys, I don't take identity that seriously." ”

"Yes, Mistress Chromia. But with all due respect, only those who really hold power will ignore it, and those at the bottom can only aspire to status, praying that one day their desires will be satisfied. As he spoke, Vlad III's eyes showed undisguised greed.

"Your eyes are so funny and full of life, much better than other people who indulge in obscenity. Cromia appreciated, she liked that kind of look, desire is a poison that pushes people forward, but also an incurable shortcoming, people with shortcomings are better controlled, "As the king of Romania, you actually have such greedy eyes, why, is that land not enough to give you enough satisfaction?"

"No, not really. Vlad III shook his head and said, "I am satisfied with the kingdom under my rule, although it is not powerful, but it is not a problem to provide for my people." However, for some reason, my power in this world is not complete. ”

Chromia listened thoughtfully, she had only heard a little about this man's background.

"In this society where blood is a class, the fact that a bastard like me can become the king of Romania is already a challenge to the dignity of some people. Vlad III grinned, his pupils had unconsciously turned bloody, and he stroked the curled wyvern on the ring with his thumb, every word that came out of his mouth was as cold as ice.

"Vlad, I sympathize with your experience, and with your abilities, you should not be just a duke. Chromia raised her head and said softly, "The bloodline is recognized by the Council of Elders, and those old fellows hold the power and power of the entire blood clan, and even the power of the prince is suppressed by them. In fact, the establishment of the secret party is also helpless, each of our individual ethnic groups can not compete with them, only by uniting, we can fight against them. ”

"Those old guys are really annoying. Vlad III said, and the eyes returned to their original color.

"Join the Secret Party, Vlad Qing, I swear by the Snow Eagle Crest, and you will get more than you can imagine. The status of Duke is by no means the end of yours, you will become the new Prince!" Chromia walked seductively, her slender body leaning forward involuntarily.

"Remember when I was an Earl? Vlad III asked with a smile.

"Of course, I also invited you to dance with me, but unfortunately you refused. ”

"No, no, no, what I want to say is not this, what I want to say is that answer, the stars and the moon are together, and it is still like this. Vlad III said respectfully.

Chromia was so happy that she picked up the bell on the table and shook it gently, and in a short time the Bloodsmaid in an Indian sari walked in with two cups. One of the two cups was empty, the other was filled with bright red blood, and the maid placed both cups in front of Chromia, and Vlad III looked at them all in confusion.

"Wait a minute, Vlad. Chromia smiled at him, and then slashed the veins in her left wrist with her fingernails, and bright red blood dripped from Chromia's snow-white wrist, quickly filling the empty cup. She opened her lips slightly, her pink tongue licking over the wound, and by the time she reached out her left hand again, her wrist had healed.

The maid brought the cup of Chromia's blood to Vlad III, and then stood respectfully aside, the fragrance of the maiden wafting around Vlad III from her saris-covered body.

Kromia raised her glass elegantly: "Vlad, welcome to the secret party, I will do my best to support you to get what belongs to you." ”

"Thank you for your generosity. Vlad raised his glass and bumped into Chromia. The two of them drank the blood from the cup at the same time, and the blood entered his throat, and some unfamiliar fragments came to Vlad III's mind, which was part of Chromia's memory, and she gave him the blood to give him a better understanding of the secret party......

"What a huge organization!" Vlad III exclaimed, clearing the memories in his mind.

"With you on board, this organization will be even stronger. "At this stage, we need you to continue to hide, and when the elders and us completely tear their faces, you will become a surprise soldier and take them by surprise." ”

"No problem, follow your commands. But my lord, wouldn't you consider having Master Solla join the Secret Party, and if you were to bring it up, he would have agreed. ”

Chromia was silent for a long time, and said: "Forget it, after all, the secret party is an organization composed of vampires, and if he joins it, it will more or less affect both sides." Besides, there's no way I'm going to marry him. ”

Speaking of this, the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward. Just then, a bewitching lady walked in through the door.

The lady wore a black gown with black lace, a tunic made of shark bones made her small waist look plump, and her full breasts held the dress tight, looking like it might collapse at any time.

The noble lady is like a black rose, exuding magic and charm.

"Greetings Elizabeth Bartoli, dear Lord Chromia, how am I doing. With that, Elizabeth spun around in place, proudly showing off her gorgeous dress.

"Awesome dear, you look full of charm. Chromia exclaimed, she pointed to Vlad III on her left and introduced, "Elizabeth, this is the Grand Duke of Vlad, come and get to know him." ”

"Grand Duke Vlad, son of the Grand Duke of the Dragon, the Impaler Demon King?" Elizabeth said, looking at Vlad, "how could such a demon appear here, the smell of blood on his body is too strong." ”

"I don't want to be baptized by the blood of the Blood Countess with the blood of 100 maidens, that's what the devil does. ”