"No, how could there be a mouse with wings, my dear, it's a bat, oh my God! what a beautiful silver fur!" Carefully picking up the wings of the bat clone, Chromia looked at the little one in her hand and exclaimed in surprise.

The little silver guy twisted his body vigorously, and when he found that he couldn't find out of Chromia's palm, he calmed down and raised his head to look into the other's eyes.

It was the first time that Vlad III had observed Chromia from this perspective. The Lady of the Bloodline was indeed worthy of the name of beauty, her hair was a rare pale amber color, gracefully coiled on top of her head, and was particularly beautiful with a crown made of platinum......

In addition, Chromia's snow-white skin is also a presence that cannot be ignored, although Joan of Arc's skin is also extremely white, but it is still slightly inferior in luster compared to the person in front of her.

"Behold, my dear, this little creature is staring at me, and it is so bold that it does not seem to be afraid of me at all. Chromia said with a smile as she held out her fingers to tease the bat's slippery belly, and she seemed to enjoy the cold touch, grappling happily as she grabbed its body.

"It's not a mouse, really, it scared me. Elizabeth consciously patted her bulging breasts, and the clothes on her chest shook up and down with her body. She jumped off the couch and walked over to Chromia, then turned her gaze to the bat clone.

"Oh my God!

Elizabeth clutched her mouth and exclaimed, her eyes even glittering, and she snatched the silver bat clone from Chromia's hand, and rubbed it against her face.

"Be careful, you'll kill it. Looking at Elizabeth's slightly rough movements, Chromia couldn't help but remind her that she wanted to take the bat clone back several times, but she was worried about accidentally hurting it, so she gave up.

"Don't worry, I'm much gentler than you think. After rubbing for a while, Elizabeth gently kissed the little head of the bat clone, and her eyes showed the brilliance of motherhood......

Vlad III was stunned when the bat clone was teased by Kromia's fingers, and when he looked at the enlarged red lips in front of him, he suddenly came to his senses, and then cut off the connection with the bat clone.

As Vlad III's unique ability, the bat clone actually has a certain correspondence with his main body.

He can control the movements of the bat clone with his mind, and in the same way, he can feel the same as the bat clone, first the abdomen was lightly poked by his fingers, and then the face was rubbed around, the clear and soft feeling echoed in his mind like some kind of brand, and even the breath seemed to have a sweet taste.

"Yes...... Damn, what the hell is going on with these two women!" Vlad III said through gritted teeth, his body slightly stiffened due to excessive tension. Fortunately, he is the only one in the room now, otherwise he will definitely feel inexplicable when others see this appearance.

Although I don't know how the bat clone will be treated by those two women, but judging from the current situation, there doesn't seem to be any danger, since this is the case, then he doesn't plan to establish contact with the clone again during this time, and wait for a few days when the situation over there is a little stable, and then secretly take the bat clone back.

Shaking his head in an effort to banish the vague scent from his mind, Vlad III got up from his chair and walked out the door.

It's been a full week since Thorville sent Lancelot out in search of reinforcements from the Clan. Although there was no news coming back, it was reassuring.

Jill had been to the mansion once two days before, and the people inside were almost gone. But the chief maid said that she would not leave, and so did the two remaining humans, and according to the information they provided, the British army in the city was likely to move out of the city tomorrow night, and this was a great opportunity for Torville and them!

They are going to mix in with the ranks of the British army and escape from Versailles!

"Your Excellency, you are here. Seeing Vlad III slowly walking into the parlor, Thornville hurriedly got up from the couch and greeted.

Without Lancelot as an intermediary, Thornville had to receive Vlad III in person, and that guy was a bit unreasonable, and if the two men were to face each other, something else might happen.

Vlad III nodded, and in response: "Viscount Thorville, how is our plan going? ”

"Of course, my lord, I guess we can collect all the clothes we need today, even if it doesn't matter if it's a few pieces, just let my people go out during the day to pick up outside the city, anyway, Radu's men can't move in the sun, that's our biggest advantage. ”

"Very well, if you have just come, we don't even need to break into the British barracks, and the less trouble the better in this critical moment. Vlad III nodded, looked at Towell's figure and said with satisfaction, "By the way, Gil has not returned, there are some things I want to explain to him." ”

Thornville shook his head: "He went out early in the morning to find out the news, but counting the time, it's almost time to come back......"

As Thaoll spoke, the door to the chamber of secrets was pushed open, and Jill dragged her tired body out of it, her face a little solemn.

"What's wrong, the expression on your face is so ugly?" Watching Jill walk over step by step, Thorville picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of blood and handed it to him.

"I have met Mistress Joan of Arc, who is staying with the Dragon's Thorn and hunting down the remaining Bloods of Versailles. Jill took the cup with a frown, and said heavily, "I can't believe it's her, oh my God, I saw her smile and plunge her weapon into the heart of her enemy, and then wipe the blood droplets from her face, which ...... This is something she couldn't have done before!"

Jill placed the cup on the table and held his head in his hands, his expression pained, as if unwilling to accept the reality in front of him.

"Let's have a drink first, we'll be out of here tomorrow, and everyone must make sure they're in good shape, just in case. Vlad III said with a frown as he looked at Gil's huddled figure.

Listening to Vlad III's words, Gil reached out and picked up the cup, tilting his head as if he were drinking, and drank the blood from the cup.

"If you want to numb yourself with this kind of thing, I advise you to give up. Vlad III said, taking the cup from Jill's hand, "From the moment you become a Blood, nothing can paralyze your mind, and this is one of the prices I paid for gaining power, as I told you. ”

Jill nodded, then straightened up and looked at Vlad III, her blood-colored eyes fluctuating unsteadily: "My lord, do you know what happened to Joan ......of Arc, why did she become the way she is?

"The flag gun turned black, probably similar to the situation of the Divine Armament, because her own ability stimulated the original metal-refining nature of the weapon, resulting in some unknown mutation. Vlad III narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, and then said uncertainly, he didn't know much about alchemy, only the most basic principles.

"As for Joan of Arc's current situation, if I am not mistaken, it should have something to do with the secret hidden by the Vatican. ”

"The secret hidden by the Vatican?" Hearing Vlad III's words, Thorville straightened up from the couch with a look of consternation on his face.

As the viscount of the Bloodline, although he had never set foot on the land of the Vatican, Towell also knew that it was an area ruled by the Presbyterians. Now Vlad III mentions the secrets hidden by the Vatican, which makes him a little curious.

"In addition to the location of the Pope's Palace, the Vatican is also the area under the jurisdiction of the rulers who claim to be the supreme of the Blood Clan, and many people regard it as a holy place for Catholicism, but almost no one knows that the supreme Pope in their eyes is actually the oldest elder of the Blood Clan!" Vlad III said, a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Those old guys have been hidden in the Vatican for thousands of years, holding power in their hands and many things that can be called secret treasures, although they have not really seen it, but it is said that the dark Bible called the Bible Twins is hidden in the treasure house of the Hall of Elders. ”

"Darkness...... The Bible?" Hearing these words, both Towell and Jill couldn't help but raise their heads.

The Bible is known as the "Gospel of God," as Jill knows, and he is a devout Catholic himself, but since joining the Bloodline, he has grown disgusted with the merciless God.

"The Dark Bible is the antithesis of the Bible, and it is said to contain the stories of all the dark worlds, including the common ancestors of the Bloods, the primordial vampire Cain and his wife, Lilith the Witch of the Red Sea. Vlad III spoke the names of the two in an aria-like tone, and there was a rare reverent glint in his eyes, which was not disguised, it was a tribute imprinted in the blood, a heartfelt reverence for the ancestors of all the bloods.

When he mentioned the names of the two, even Towell and Jill had respectful expressions on their faces.

"In addition to the secrets of the two True Ancestors, the Dark Bible also records rumors of countless secret treasures, of course, rumors for us. The relics that have been recorded are said to have real prototypes hidden in various parts of the world, but without clues about them, they will not be able to touch any trace of the relics for the rest of their lives. ”