In the middle of the night, a bat struggles to fly over the castle with a jug. After going around in circles, it soon flew back and landed on the castle wall, looking left and right, dragging the kettle and crawling like a mouse.

After making sure it wasn't noticed, it leapt through the fence and made a beeline for Irene's main house.

On the tower, a few dozen meters away from it, two angels were staring at it in a daze.

"The food delivery is here. The male angel commented.

It is clear that this is no ordinary bat.

After quietly bypassing the two patrolling guards, it found a gap in the window and slipped into the main house, then quietly flew down the stairs down the stairs of the poorly lit corridor, and finally hung in front of a room on the first floor.

After looking left and right again, after finally making sure that it was safe, it quietly moved in through the gap where the door had already opened.

"Mistress Jones! I've kept you waiting! Dora is here!"

There was a crisp "bang", and in a faint puff of smoke, it turned into a little silver-haired girl in a dress, only in her teens.

The black eyes are heroic and delicate, the eyebrows like sharp swords, the bridge of the nose is high, the skin color is so white that it does not look like a human complexion, and he is wearing a black doll dress. Although he looked like he was only in his teens, his movements were more sophisticated than those of battle-hardened warriors.

Once she landed steadily, she got down on one knee and presented the kettle with both hands.

Brand new wardrobes, brand new beds, new chairs, new sofas, brand new candlesticks on new bedside tables. In fact, the whole room is brand new. Because it was just broken by someone.

And the child who was sitting on the bed in pajamas wrapped in the quilt, puffing up, and being called "Master Jones" by Dora, was obviously the "little Jimmy" in Irene's eyes.

Jones didn't pick up the kettle, but continued to stare at the front with resentment, looking very unhappy.

"Lord Jones?" Dora shouted again, whispering, "Lord Jones, what's wrong with you?"

Jones's lips trembled slightly, and it took a long time before he spit out two words: "Tired." ”

As he spoke, Jones took the kettle from Dora's hand with an aggrieved expression, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

It was filled with blood.

"Tired?"

Putting down the kettle, Jones was trembling slightly even for breathing: "I was forced by two fools to play for an afternoon." It's a shame. ”

"Are there any other kids here?"

"It's two adults. ”

"Two adults?" said Dora, laughing.

"You don't believe me?"

Jones glared at him, and Dora quickly covered her mouth in fright.

"It's not unbelieving...... It's just, just weird. Why do adults play children's games?"

"Otherwise, how can you call it a fool? Blame Edward III, that piece of shit. I can't do even a little bit of it. If he managed to kill that old guy from Gruglu, there would be nothing. Irene can only rely on us. Then the Grugru family attacked, Baird VI sent troops to the Duchy of Beshir, and Edward III rebelled again, and everything was perfect. As a result, he was actually ruined by a fool! It's really annoying! When the matter is over in the future, we must take care of him!"

As he spoke, Jones also hammered the quilt with his immature hand to show his anger.

"But does that have anything to do with you playing 'Playing House'?"

"Of course it matters!" Jones said indignantly, "We are all under house arrest now, you know? If it weren't for house arrest, I would be the heir of the Field family, how dare those two fools do this to me? So, blame him!"

"Oh, I see. However, Mr. Jones, you are now a human child, so even if you play with the house, no one will find it unusual. ”

"You, you don't know, they ...... They want to be my parents! They want to be my parents!"

"But aren't you also disguised as the son of Edward III?

"Is this the same? Are you forced to call your father and mother, and take the initiative to shout with you? And it's still two fools! This involves a matter of dignity, dignity! They actually forced me to eat soil! Do you know that eating soil? I still have a strange taste in my mouth! That woman is simply a vicious stepmother! That man, it's not too much to say stepfather! He knows what is the difference between smashing things and being a fool?"

"Poof. ”

"You're laughing at me!" Jones was furious!

"I'm not! I don't!

Jones's expression froze, and he looked at Dora with wide eyes.

"You actually say, I'm talking nonsense?"

Dora was so frightened that she fell to the ground: "I'm sorry, Master Jones! Dora didn't mean to! Dora just meant ...... It's just that Dora really didn't laugh at you! It's really not funny at all, especially feeding you soil, and playing with the family and having a stepmother......

"Enough, no need to repeat it. Jones slowly turned his face back and looked straight ahead, his face glazed.

"Yes!" After thinking about it, Dora whispered again, "Actually, Master Jones can completely let Dora kill Count Grugru, even Irene. Dora will be able to complete the task and let them die an unknown death. ”

"What if the people of the Holy See find out? There may be angels lurking around us. ”

"Just once. Duo stretched out a finger, blinked his eyes and said, "Just once, it won't be so unlucky to be discovered." ”

"What if? It's not worth losing your life for a title. If I die, who else can revive the blood? ”

"Oh......"

Looking down at the kettle in his hand, Jones asked suspiciously, "You, you won't kill people to get blood, right?"

"No, no, Dora didn't kill anyone!" Dora quickly shook her head and waved her hand: "Dora got it while people were asleep!"

Jones sniffed again: "Why does it smell of wine?"

Dora pursed her lips and blinked her eyes to speak.

"It must have been blood from the drunkard again. Never mind. Anyway, it tastes bad enough in my mouth, and so does something else. With that, Jones took another sip. The afternoon gas has obviously not passed. Coupled with the stimulation of the smell of alcohol in the blood, the expression was as if I could cry at any time.

Dora breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Do you need Dora to ask His Majesty to send troops quickly? ”

"No, I don't. If they want to settle accounts, they will also go to Edward III, and they will not pay attention to me as a child. This is the convenience of being a child. ”

"But today, ......"

"It's just an accident, and it's not a fool every day. You let Baird VI prepare well, there is no need to rush. I have to succeed and make sure I'm in a safe position. What's the use of me coming in an unstable position?"

Taking a deep breath and tilting his head, Jones closed his eyes and frowned, and drank all the blood in the kettle in one gulp. After drinking, his face was uncomfortable, and he shivered, and his whole expression was distorted, as if he was very dissatisfied with the blood with the smell of wine.

Handing the kettle to Dora, Jones whispered, "You go back first." Now they make rounds to my room every night, and it's hard to explain when they see them. ”

"Yes. ”

Reaching for the empty kettle that Jones handed back, Dora carefully tightened the lid.

"Also, next time I'm going to stop bleeding on drunkards. It's really hard to drink. ”

"But...... Mr. Jones, the drunkard slept most soundly, and when he woke up, he couldn't figure out where he was wounded. I'm afraid of other people ......."

Jones glared at her again. Helpless, she could only swallow back the words that came to her mouth, saluted, and then turned into a bat again and flapped her wings and flew away.

Raising his head slightly, Jones, who looked immature, stared at the empty ceiling and let out a long sigh, "Why are the blood clans all fools except me? However, if they weren't all fools, they wouldn't have fallen into the mountains to suck monkeys' blood, right? I don't even want the traditions of the Bloods. Maybe it's because I sucked too much of this messy blood that my brain went bad, right?"

After thinking about it, Jones said to himself again: "Forget it, let's sleep first." I might have to deal with that fake sister tomorrow. As a blood clan, it is really uncomfortable to have to adjust your biological clock to the same as that of humans. I hope I don't ever meet the kind of fool I have today. ”

......

Dora fluttered her wings and staggered over the walls with a water bottle.

In the distance, the two angels were still watching.

"The food delivery is gone. ”

"Are we too protective of these heretic powers?" asked the female angel, "it was only a lich before, but now there is a Bloodline." No, it's two. The point is that we can't do anything yet?"

"There's no way around it. If we don't follow anything, what's the difference between that and them?"

"But how long are we going to follow them? I'm afraid they'll never break the ban, especially the silly lich. I can see that he is not crazy, he is really stupid. ”

The male angel didn't know how to answer this question.

But fortunately, angels have the same infinite lifespan as the lich, and they can still afford to waste time.

......

The next morning, when Jones opened his eyes slightly, he suddenly saw Gray's face. Oh no, should I say see Gray's mask!

"Ah——! you! When did you come in?"

"Yesterday night. ”

"You came in last night?" Jones was stunned!

"Yes, I thought about it. Yesterday we were in the family, but as a boy, you should aspire to be a great knight!

As he spoke, a set of children's armor was thrown in front of Jones with a "clang".

"You can't bask in the sun, so wear armor like me!You're my own son!" Gray said earnestly, "Let me, as a father, teach you how to be a great knight today!"

"Are you sure you know what 'biological son' means?" muttered the black cat with a blank face.

After a short silence, Jones screamed, "No! you're not my father——! I'm not going out!"