Annan and the scavenger walked to the front of the castle, and in the deep rain, a faint figure wandered in the banquet hall on the upstairs terrace, and there was a warm noise.

Gatherings are a way for all intelligent beings to connect and exchange benefits, just as elves have balls, dwarves have meetings, orcs get together to barbecue, and vampires are no exception, even similar to humans.

It is difficult to say whether this tradition originated with people or vampires.

"Here's what you do best." The centurion pointed to the terrace and said, "Seduction, seduction or something......"

"It's bias." Annan did not admit it.

The centurion proposed to split up next. She looked for an opportunity to wreak havoc, while Annan was free.

Annan felt that she was in the way, so he did not refuse.

Throwing the umbrella back to Annan, the centurion stepped into the rain.

Her form changed as she walked, getting shorter and shorter, her hair stretched out like waves, her skirt grew, and her eyes had a dark red like that of a vampire, and she walked into the castle in the form of a maid.

A quaint red-carpeted promenade leads to the depths of the castle, where the centurion looks around for a staircase leading to the upper floor...... The centurion suddenly stepped back and stared at the portrait hanging on the wall.

It was a portrait of a glamorous woman with blonde hair and a handsome man with red hair. The woman should be Prince Lydia, as for the man next to her...... Miss Oroda?

The centurion felt that the oil painting was a little awkward, and after thinking about it, she took out the drawing board, paint, and brush from her bosom one after another, and put it in front of the painting......

When a servant passed by, she pretended to be cleaning, and soon the centurion finished the graffiti - replacing the man's head with Annan's.

"It's much more pleasing to the eye this time......"

The centurion was about to throw these things away, when it suddenly occurred to him that there was an oil painting in front of him......

……

The centurion was right about one thing.

Annan was indeed good at banquets, but only if Williams wasn't there.

He followed him into the castle, observed the wet footprints on the stalls, and walked in the opposite direction of the centurion.

The corridor covered with the red carpet was quiet, there were not many figures, and the occasional servant passed by.

Eyes swept over the displays on the walls, these antiques were worth a lot of money...... Annan suppressed the idea of stealing. He had to be careful, there was a high probability that there was a legend in this castle, and there was more than one......

Da Da Da –

Turning the corner ahead, there was a sudden sound of clear footsteps, and Annan stopped, and there was nowhere to hide around him, only a closed door.

Annan tried to lean over and push the door open, but thankfully, the door was unlocked and there was no one in the bedroom layout.

He closed the door, waited for footsteps to pass by, and turned his head to look at the bedroom.

It is strange that there is a bedroom near the back door of the castle cemetery, and it is even stranger that this bedroom is not a guest room......

On the wall of the bedroom hung an oil painting of a beautiful blonde woman sitting on her side, and Annan looked at it for a moment, and his eyes fell on the dresser and wardrobe.

When I opened the wardrobe, I saw a dazzling array of clothes, almost all of which were men's clothes.

Annan suddenly remembered the centurion's words......

A few minutes later, Annan changed into the aristocratic clothes in his closet.

The clothes in the wardrobe unexpectedly fit as if they had been cut for Annan, and he wore a rich robe in a deep color, like a delicate oil painting.

The black gemstone drop worn on his left ear and his black broken hair exude a mysterious and charming color.

Annan has been wearing a mage robe for three years, and he is still a little unaccustomed to taking it off suddenly...... Annan suddenly looked up at the portrait in confusion.

Why did you suddenly have a sense of being watched?

Restraining his doubts, Annan restored the wardrobe to its original state, walked out of the room, and took the initiative to walk towards the servant.

"Hello, how do I get to the banquet?" Annan asked with a gentle smile.

His attire at the moment said that no one believed that it was not a guest, and the servant walked in front with a red face to lead the way.

"Is Williams at the banquet?" Annan asked casually.

"Your Excellency is in the council chamber with the guests, do you want to see him?"

"No, I'll go to the banquet first."

Annan wondered how to tell the centurion the news, but maybe she already knew?

Walking up the stairs and around the corner, a looming hustle and bustle came from the banquet hall in front of us.

As Annan walked into the banquet hall, the surrounding guests suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Vampires and elves are about the same...... They admired the beautiful, and the guests felt a fatal attraction to Annan – of course, Annan was human, and he walked through a banquet like a roast chicken walking through the streets of a slum......

Excellence instead became Annan's shortcoming, and he began to be noticed by the vampires around him.

"Boy, you're so fragrant...... A tall lady with red lips approached Annan and lowered her head to sniff deeply.

……

The centurion squatted outside the council chamber for a long time, never seeing Williams, the owner of the castle.

The rest of the House casually talked about the war in the south, some wanting to negotiate with the nezumi and some demanding that the nezumi be driven out.

It wasn't long before the centurion heard footsteps coming from outside the council chamber.

The blonde Williams returned from the abandoned garden and headed straight for the council chamber, but was stopped by the butler in front of the council chamber door.

"Young Master......"

The butler was holding the oil painting, and the centurion was too far away to hear the conversation clearly, only to hear Williams angrily growling: "This bastard...... Find him! I'm going to drain his blood! ”

Realizing that something was wrong, the centurion slipped away quietly. Before everyone else, she arrives at the banquet and finds Annan, who is surrounded by female vampires.

"My bedroom is missing a man, are you interested?"

"My sister and I need a husband......"

"Boy, let me taste your ......"

Annan gradually became overwhelmed, and he was worried about who would not be able to resist biting him suddenly......

"I knew you were here!"

Familiar shouts suddenly squeezed in from outside.

"Centurion?"

"Let's go!" She pulled Annan and walked outside.

"I'm sorry, Williams is looking for me." Annan breathed a sigh of relief, looked back and said to the dissatisfied women with apologies, and asked in a low voice, "You were discovered?" ”

"You've been discovered."

"What......"

As Annan walked out of the banquet hall, he was blocked by the oil paintings on the walls.

"What the hell is this......"

In the painting, it is actually herself who sits next to the noble blonde woman...... Even the clothes are the ones I am wearing at this time.

"I want you to play Miss Oroda......"

The centurion did not know that Williams had seen Annan.

Annan looked up, the vampire castle was awakening.

"You screwed up."

"Did you smash it? How do I feel right? ”

The attention of the three major families in the castle was all diverted by Annan, and no one wanted to negotiate with the nezumi anymore.

At most, there is a little insignificant hidden danger -

They maybe, might, probably want to kill Annan.

(End of chapter)

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