The night of the full moon, the carnival of the Blood.

From the moment she set foot in this place, known as the "Dark Sanctuary", Amber felt the gaze of countless inquiries pierce her, both light and dark.

It made her feel very uncomfortable.

"You stay here. Stopping in front of the door, which you knew was old on a page, Dracula turned. Today, he is dressed very formally, and the pure black long night dress sets off his figure advantage vividly and exquisitely, so that even Amboer, who has long been accustomed to his handsome and beautiful face, has to admit that he is really a deadly poison for women.

Except for yourself.

"I'll come out as soon as I can, and I'll wait. ”

"Who is going to wait for you?" Pretending to pout her lips with disdain, Amber turned her face to the side: "I also have my own things to do. ”

"Then I'll put it another way......" Dracula straightened his towering collar, stroked his chest with one hand, and bowed slightly: "This beautiful young lady, can you be cheeky and ask you to squeeze a few minutes out of your precious life for me?"

"Hmph. With a cute nose that reached to the sky, and a white shirt with a sleeveless suit, An Boer felt that she really deserved a bright and moving compliment, so she didn't plan to be modest: "It depends on the mood." ”

"It's a great honor. Funnily reached out and ruffled the hair on the top of the other's head, Dracula just liked to see her slap her claws away with a look of displeasure. Feeling that enough trouble was enough, Dracula still lowered his voice in the end, and the tone that was sent to Ampor's ear was rare serious: "Don't leave." Not every guy is going to protect you like I do. ”

"Got it, I'm annoying you. With an impatient face in his face, Amber only left the other party with a good-looking back of the head. And just when the wry-smiling Dracula had already grasped the doorknob and the figure was about to disappear into the darkness, An Boer opened his mouth again, softly and lightly: "Hurry up." I don't really like it here. ”

There was only a subtle pause in his movements, and Dracula disappeared behind the stone gate.

"Hmm. ”

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In the 13th minute of Dracula's summons, Li Qiaoer felt that the hostility around her that refused to disperse had become so strong that she stepped on the dangerous red line.

"You're Master Dracula's new minions?"

With the movement of turning his head, what appeared in sight was a female vampire wearing a palace dress. I have the impression that I should know each other's names, but unfortunately, Li Qiaoer and An Boer are not good at remembering these.

"Who are you?"

"Watch the tone of your voice, newcomer. It was clear that Amber's arrogant attitude had aroused the wrath of the female vampire, who almost threatened to show his white fangs in the silver moonlight: "I am a viscount, far from being provoked by a low-ranking blood servant like you!"

"Good, good, 'great' Viscount. Although Dracula had told himself more than once that the hierarchy within the Bloodline was very strict, Amber never took it seriously.

Isn't the Viscount great? Dracula is still a Duke!

"What's the matter?"

"It seems that you really lack the most basic femdom. Already onlookers let out a malicious mockery, and the female vampire felt insulted: "You were rude in the first place, so even if I ruined your blood carving, Master Dracula can't blame me, it's my right as a superior person!"

"If you dare to touch a finger of her, I promise you'll regret coming into this world. As soon as the words of declaration of war landed, Dracula's words were as cold as a wind blowing in hell, and the hearts of all the Bloods present blew through the hearts of all the Bloods present: "Aurora. ”

"I beg your forgiveness, Lord Duke!" Almost instantly, the vampires who had been standing outside the stone gate fell to their knees. Aurora even pressed her head to the cold ground and didn't dare to move, drenched in sweat: "Please forgive me." ”

"Only young beasts that come out of biting each other can become strong, my dear Dracula. Out of sight behind the Duke, an older, darker voice rang out, and the prostrate vampires buried their heads lower: "Let the little ones play by themselves." ”

"Please forgive my rudeness, Your Majesty. Dracula bowed respectfully, and Amber keenly noticed that there was some essential difference between him and his usual jokes with him: "This is obviously not something that my entourage has taken the initiative to provoke. ”

"Obedience to those superior is the eternal iron law of our race. The flat voice obviously did not fluctuate, but An Boer felt a sticky bloody gas: "You used to be the most hierarchical person among us, Dracula, what made you change?"

"I didn't, Your Majesty. Falling on one knee, Dracula tried to make a final effort: "She has not made an unforgivable mistake, please have mercy." ”

"Of course, Dracula, of course. The violent aura contained in the dark voice was even heavier: "This is also your child anyway, and of course mercy is to be given." ”

"Aurora, three-pointer. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the expected punishment did not come, and Aurora, who raised her head, was ecstatic: "Thank you for your grace. ”

"She's not that strong, Amber. Struggling not to show concern, Dracula walked over to his entourage. Squeezing her hand, Dracula's smile was as gentle as ever: "It's like training on weekdays." ”

"I'm not afraid. Regardless of whether the other party felt his trembling, the curvature of An Boer's mouth was still so stubborn: "I'm not afraid." ”

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No matter what standard is judged, the difference in strength between the blood servant and the viscount is too great.

Even if the other party only used less than a third of his strength, An Boer was still ruthlessly crushed. The energy in the blood moment had already been exhausted when it resisted the two attacks at the beginning of the battle, and Amboer, who was sitting in the mud in embarrassment, was completely powerless to fight back.

"This is the consequence of your provocation of the higher-ups, blood servant. Looking down at her prey condescendingly, Aurora found that the disgusting light in the other party's eyes had not disappeared until this moment, which made her feel even more angry: "Your Majesty has not stopped me, which means that he has acquiesced in my killing of you." ”

No response.

Amber swore that the ugliness in the valley that night would be the last of his life, and that he would do what he said. So whether it was Aurora in front of her, Dracula watching the battle, or the darkness that had never even been revealed, Amber didn't plan to ask for it.

"Die!" The fatal blow struck Ambol's unprotected sleek neck with the roar of the bat, and the smiling Aurora even felt like she could smell the scent of blood!

But the image she longed for didn't come to life after all. With the crunch of bones shattering, Aurora, who flew upside down, vomited out of the shattered pieces of internal organs. Looking up in disbelief, her face filled with despair.

"Holy Blood?"