The castle exists, of course, but Tulst won't let a stranger break into his territory.

Warm tea was an accident, which made him make an exception for humans, but it didn't make him let his guard down.

Jacqueline was destined to be disappointed.

Not only can she not find the castle now, but she will not have a chance to find it in the future.

The dream was shattered, and Jacqueline's mood was naturally not much better, and the sadness of falling out of love enveloped her like a haze.

Wen Cha is insensitive to her deep love before she sees a real person, and adolescent girls are always full of all kinds of fantasies, which are more unreliable than dreams of becoming scientists.

Jacqueline was sad for a week before she came back to life, and at this time, she had new pleasures, such as finding a boyfriend who was a hundred times better than Benjamin, and then showing it off in front of Judy, who made Judy always laugh at her.

Summer in the city of eternal night is always shrouded in fog, and Wen Cha often climbs to the top of the attic to look out into the forest, which is always dark and rainy, and is completely at the opposite end of the spectrum.

At that time, she hadn't seen Turst for half a month.

Unbeknownst to her, the Mordo Rebels had arrived in the City of Eternal Night and were engaged in a fierce battle with Tulster.

Mordo had a total of three guests, except for the previous Wright, the remaining two, one was the Golden Medal Count Katis, who defected from the City of Eternal Night, he was the earl of Tulst many years ago when he ascended the throne of the Prince, and he had made great contributions in the war between the blood clan and the werewolves, and Tulster did not hesitate to give him the status second only to himself.

The other is Count Cecil, who was united by Katis in Mordo, he is a hereditary earl for many years, his father was once Duke Odoria, and during the blood civil war, he supported the prince at that time, so as to obtain the honor of earl.

Earl Katis was a clever man, and he knew that he was no match for Tulster on his own, so he sought out Cecil.

On the other side of the city of the Eternal Night is the city of Arr, a natural hunting ground where only a foolish superior would want to keep the covenant of peace and let humanity roam before him.

Katis had suggested many years ago that he should expand the territory of the City of Eternal Night and destroy the sun-drenched nuisance of Arr, but Turst did not hesitate to refuse.

This made the Earl of Jinzhang, who had accumulated great power, feel angry and unwilling.

In Katis's opinion, Tullst is not worthy of being a prince, and he should give up his place and dedicate his power to someone who can truly revitalize the bloodline.

That man was him, the Count of Gold, who had led the knights in defeating the werewolves, and he would show Turst that he should sit on the throne of Wushang and wear the Rose Medal that belonged to the king.

Cecil is his supporter, and they all hate Arse, the human who lives in the sun, and will never understand the jealousy of the Nightcrawlers.

Even eternal life could not appease their anger.

The three bloods were menacing, and the young prince sat by the window, shaking the scarlet liquid in his wine glass, his face calm and indifferent.

A light rain was falling outside the window, which made the already gloomy forest even more cold and gloomy.

The white roses that surrounded the castle were crushed by a pair of boots encrusted with gems, and Turst stood up and motioned for the butler to open the gates, and three pale and cold faces came into view.

Drop by drop rain fell on the red carpet.

The young Bloodclan put down his wine glass, his black trench coat hunting in the wind, his expression was cold and indifferent, and there was a nobility and arrogance between his eyebrows, and he didn't take anything seriously.

"Master Tulster, long time no see." The handsome Blood, who was the leader, spoke, he was tall and vast, with a pair of dark brown eyes, the color was very close to black, but it was only close, he stood in the drizzle in front of the castle, wearing a black cloak, and an unsheathed sword around his waist, a rare Bloodline.

"Katis." The young Bloodclan called out his name in a low voice, and stood still in place without moving, his gaze still cold and calm.

This made the leader of the blood clan feel displeasure and resentment, he looked at the two helpers beside him, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face, "You should remember Cecil, he came with me. ”

"Master Tulster," said the Bloodsman on the far right, with beautiful eyes, his appearance was extremely delicate, unlike the handsome and majestic Katis, he looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with reddish-brown hair, pale skin and ruddy lips, if it weren't for the fact that they knew each other, it would be impossible to imagine that he was already an old monster who had lived for more than a thousand years.

"Cecil has seen you." The boy smiled brightly, looking extremely harmless, if only his calculating and shrewd eyes were ignored.

The young Bloodclan didn't speak, not interested in the Bloodclan who lived in the North and hadn't seen it for hundreds of years.

On the far left is Wright, who had been to the castle once before, and who had only recently been rejoined by his torn arms, and who was full of jealousy of the seemingly young prince.

To be conservative, he advised Katis to abandon the attack, but Katis dismissed his suggestion.

Sixty years ago, they attacked Tulst and fled from the City of Eternal Night, and if they let Tulst go down again, he would regain the peak of his power, and then there would be Cecil, and they would not be his opponents, and Katis could not afford to wait.

"Won't Lord Tullster invite us in and sit down?" Katis was fearless, "I haven't seen each other in sixty years, and today is your birthday, and I miss the days when I sat by the window and drank with you, when we were very close. ”

The corners of Tullst's thin mouth hooked, he strolled to the castle gate, the cold rain fell on his seemingly thin shoulders, his expression was indifferent, and his voice was colder than the cold wind outside the window, like a knife inserted into the heart of a person's eardrum, "Katis, do you think I will give you another sixty years?" ”

Earl Jin Zhang's expression paused for a moment, and he quickly shook his head and sighed: "You are still the same as before, you will always be so high, and you will never think about me."

The young Bloodclan sneered at his shamelessness, a hint of sarcasm on his pale face, "Do you consider killing myself for you?" ”

Katis's expression changed slightly, and she didn't answer.

"Mistress Turst," Cecil interrupted the conversation, stroking his reddish-brown hair, a smile in his pretty eyes, he pursed his rosy lips, and grumbled with annoyance, "I love the city of eternal night, where the forests have flowers and meadows, and castles and delicious food, and you can never imagine the territory you gave me, where it is always snowing, and there is not a single leaf on the trees, and even the flowers of Arl have no expiration date, and I really hate to die in that place."