"How about I capture them as blood slaves for you?"

Princess Crimson wants to help Annan get revenge.

"Can you bite it?"

The more noble the vampire, the more picky they are about food, such as sucking only the blood of beautiful maidens or virgins, and some even drinking only the caster's blood.

Only low-status, unintelligent vampires would shove everything into their mouths, and Wood's kind of people who follow to pick up corpses are even more shameful.

"Your wanted warrant is still there." Princess Crimson said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll hide myself like a bat."

The Scarlet Princess stopped and asked Dracula to prepare the carriage and send Annan to Huadu.

"I'll be back in three days, and I'm going to take you out to visit Duke Skeleton." She said softly.

"Okay." Annan's impression of Skeletron is not bad.

The crimson princess was still not at ease: "The blood outside is not clean, don't suck blood outside, if you want to eat, go to the first room on the second floor of the Mandela Tavern, there will be a blood clan to pick you up." ”

"I see."

Annan gets into the carriage during Princess Crimson's farewell. As she drove out of the castle, Annan saw her still standing at the front of the steps......

Maybe the love-filled Scarlet Princess has made up a thrilling tale of revenge.

The carriage that departed at dawn arrived on the outskirts of Huadu in the evening. Taking advantage of the night, they drove into the flower capital and came to the tavern in the old town.

Annan put a cloak over the mage's robe and asked the coachman, who was not afraid of the sun, "Are you human?" ”

"My lord, we serve Your Highness."

In the power of the Crimson Princess, humans are not complete food. These ordinary people who were arrested were able to live a normal life, get married, and have children.

Boys would become servants serving the bloodline, while girls would have to do nothing but provide blood regularly.

For them, serving a vampire is no different from serving a nobleman, and maybe even better - at least the vampire doesn't charge harsh taxes and bully men and women.

These humans are subjected to a control curse called the Half-Blood Curse, which, if betrayed, turns them into outright beasts.

"Then you wait for me here."

"Yes, sir."

Annan pushed the door open and walked into the tavern.

Some of the people in the tavern looked at it, and the guy who ran to the tavern to hide his head and tail was either a newcomer or a bad person to provoke. They watched him go straight upstairs, and it seemed to be the latter.

Knock Knock Knock –

Annan knocked on Klein's door, and a moment later a dull thud rang out from behind the door.

"Solved?"

The door opened, and another door panel stood in front of him.

"It's not quite what you think...... I'll have to go back the day after tomorrow. Annan thought about how to explain that he was favored by the princess of the blood clan, and then became an emissary and a skeleton duke...... Form an alliance and bring about an alliance between the two parties on your own.

"How's our industry ready?"

"I called them over."

Klein turned back and walked to the window, and Annan saw a birdcage on the windowsill. She took out the pigeon, opened the window and let it out.

"They'll be there in a moment."

"Then let's eat and wait."

Annan hasn't eaten much today.

When they came downstairs, Annan took the initiative to walk to the corner of the wall, and the rat hole was still there.

"I want a barbecue with honey, not honey. A bowl of thick butterscot, no syrup. A glass of maple juice, not maple sugar. ”

Flowers are sweet in everything, which makes Annan especially unbearable.

"I'm just like him, but normal."

"Uh...... Good. The stunned waiter ran back to the front desk.

"You have a sweet tooth?" Annan asked curiously.

"The sweetness gives me a lot of energy." Klein said.

That heavy armor of almost 100 pounds consumes a lot of physical strength.

Soon the food was delivered, and Annan's portion was neither good nor bad, just enough to fill his stomach.

When the tavern door was about to be finished, the tavern door was pushed open again, and Fatima Sailor and Celine, who was draped over her long skirt, entered.

The arrival of the two beautiful ladies attracted covetous eyes, and they were afraid to retract because they sat next to Klein.

The battle a few days ago was seen by many people, who knew that Klein had solved the Helles Gang, offended the nobles and was wanted, put in a dungeon, and then canceled the wanted and released ruthless characters.

"Why come to such a place, or ...... at night" Fatima Saylor complained as she stood at the table, staring at him warily: "Who are you?" ”

"It's me."

Let her familiar voice come from the shadows of the cloak.

Celine's eyes lit up slightly, and she sat down.

"You still dare to come?" Fatima Sailor looked at him with complexity.

Annan poured the rest of the food on his plate in front of the rat hole, raised his head and said, "Someone must preside over the ritual of revenge." ”

"How's your preparation?"

Celine said that she had taken over the vacant positions vacated by some wine merchants after voluntarily retreating, and also cooperated with many taverns to obtain the right to sell drinks.

Fatima Sayler hugged her chest and said that a group of nobles would take the initiative to promote him.

Many people in Huadu have been whetted by the actions of the two of them.

"You guys did a great job, I'll put things in the warehouse later."

Fatima Saylor didn't care about that, she wanted to say more.

Klein glanced back at this time, looking at this side and avoiding his gaze.

"Is the princess a blood clan?" Fatima Saylor asked in a low voice. She hadn't rested for many days and was plagued by this question.

Annan remembered that she had forgotten to ask Princess Crimson about the princess.

“…… Rest assured, these are our plans. ”

Fatima Sailer couldn't hide what was on her mind, so Annan didn't tell her anything...... But not lying.

Fatima Sailer, who felt sincere, was relieved, and the whole person seemed to have taken off his heavy armor, and he was much more relaxed.

The tavern door was pushed open again, and the guests looked and retracted.

Just a little beggar.

"No matter what plans you and the princess have, your wanted notice is still there, and it has interested many people...... Fatima Sayler reminded that the flowers are dangerous.

"Do I look good to provoke?" Annan was puzzled.

"You look good." Celine suddenly interjected.

Fatima Sayler remembered something, laughed a few times and covered her mouth.

"What's going on?"

"Your wanted warrant...... Describe your appearance as extremely beautiful, suspected to be an elf or a Blood, with a black gemstone earring in your left ear......"

"They weren't even willing to describe me as handsome." Annan was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Is this what you should be focusing on?"

"Sir, can you give me some food......" The thin boy in ragged clothes begged at the adjacent table.

"Get out of here."

The boy turned back as Klein bypassed the place and continued to beg for food from the others.

"No other questions, right?" Annan asked.

"One more thing." Celine said.

(End of chapter)