Victor stood still, staring at Prisis in a black gown with her legs wrapped.

Feeling Victor's gaze, Prisis's eyes were filled with fear.

Nervously froze in place, and the hand holding the skirt was a little white.

For Prisis, the man in front of her was a nightmare.

The flames that burned last time almost destroyed everything for her,

If it weren't for her father's timely appearance, I'm afraid, she would no longer be able to stand here now.

But even if she was afraid, she had to come here to find Victor.

"Tell me, why did you come to me?"

Hearing Victor's voice, Prisis shuddered in fear.

But she was still on the side, and said tremblingly:

"Please...... Save my mother. ”

"She, trapped by my father...... Finish. ”

She struggled to spit out every word, as if every word had exhausted her strength.

Victor's eyes narrowed, and his sharp gaze looked at Prisis:

"Do you really not know, or do you pretend not to know?"

Facing Victor's piercing gaze, Prichis looked even more nervous.

She involuntarily took two steps back, her face turning pale and stiffening against the wall.

Suddenly, the monster with a twisted body and a face the same as Prisis struggled to his feet and walked in front of Prisis.

It opened its arms towards Victor.

Although the irregular limbs are difficult to distinguish, there is no doubt that it is protecting Prisis.

Seeing this, Victor chuckled.

"Became a blood race, and was always affected by that unsolvable madness, but still subconsciously wanted to protect his daughter?"

He couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really touching."

Puliss listened to these words, and was terrified by his words, and her face turned pale, and she silently endured her fear.

Victor looked back at her and continued:

"Maybe you know that your mother's soul is taking over your body."

"You thought your father did it on purpose, so you wanted to save your mother's soul."

After hearing these words, Prichis couldn't help but look up at Victor, his eyes full of hope and affirmation.

However, in the next second, Victor's ruthless words slammed into her heart like a sharp arrow:

"But what you do will only make your mother completely dissipate."

Hearing this, Priss's pupils dilated suddenly, and she looked flustered for a moment.

She looked at Victor, unacceptable.

"How...... What ......," she cried out.

"You should know what you are."

Victor's voice was indifferent:

"You've never been human."

Before the words were finished, Victor's eyes looked at the monster again, and said lightly:

"Once upon a time, you were of blood, but the madness that made you indiscriminate led you to kill your mother without knowing it."

"Your mother was torn apart by your madness, leaving not even a half-intact corpse."

Hearing this, Prisis stiffened.

She never had that memory in her mind's eye.

"Your father is for her, and your mother is your mother."

Victor stretched out his hand, pointed to the bloodline that looked exactly like Prissis, and continued:

"In order not to let her soul dissipate, he asked Archduke Barlow to integrate her soul into your body."

"And you are separated, and you don't have to endure the madness and pain of the bloodline."

The reason why Prisis won't dissipate is not because the Grand Duke kept her soul.

Rather, it was because Prisis was not dead at all, and her body was still intact.

So her soul was just stripped out.

As a result, she could not enter the underworld to reincarnate, nor could she enter the realm of the dead.

But Prisis's mother was different.

For she was on the verge of death, she needed a complete body to feed her broken soul.

The body must be fit enough to induce her soul to settle down.

As a result, Prisis's body, which is related by blood, became the first choice to keep her mother's soul alive.

But Prisis is of blood seed, and even if her mother's soul is integrated into this body, she will continue to suffer from the symptoms of blood race.

There is no cure for this condition.

If you want to cure hemomania, you can only start from the root.

That is to transform the bloodline into a veritable bloodline.

If you want to meet this condition, you can only ......

……

"What!? Marry Prisis!? ”

When everyone present heard August announce his choice as queen, they all froze in place, like a clay statue standing in a golden hall.

The king said .... What?

Trying to marry Prisis!?

Aurelian froze in place, she had seen the girl in the king's mouth, and she knew what Prisis was.

Prisis Nice.

The soulful earl, the dead daughter of Laurien Nice.

However, she is now a ghost!

And this King of Kante actually wants to marry a ghost?

Not to mention in the Kingdom of Kante, even in the whole world, this matter seems to be very explosive!

The nobles present were even more confused, and when they heard the news, they were completely confused no less than Aurelian.

Daughter of Earl Laurean?

Isn't she already dead?

How is the king going to marry a girl who is dead?

Countless nobles looked at Count Laurion behind Auguste, but found that there was not the slightest strangeness on his face.

The two of them seemed to have agreed a long time ago.

This made their mood even more confused.

Soon after, a nobleman in the banquet hall finally broke the deadlock, stood up, and shouted at August:

"Your Majesty, you should give all of us an explanation!"

As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding nobles nodded in agreement.

Everyone's eyes were on the young king.

Let's not mention what he wants to do, whether it is grandstanding or not is another matter.

Even if it's a joke, as a king, to marry a dead man is a big taboo.

After all, a king marries a dead man, who sees who is not confused?

However, August only smiled, as if he had expected the reaction of everyone present, and said with a smile:

"I'm serious."

The noise of the crowd stopped abruptly, and even a few nobles were too shocked to sit down in their chairs.

"I'm going to marry Prisis for the sake of the future of the whole kingdom."

For the sake of the kingdom?

It sounds ridiculous like a fairy tale.

One of the counts could not hold back any longer, slammed his fist on the table, stood up sharply, and scolded Auguste:

"Auguste, are you crazy!"

After the previous subhuman invasion in the royal city, everyone was dissatisfied with Auguste.

Now, he still dares to make such a play.

So much so that the angry count called August by his name.

"She's already dead! You should be aware of this! ”

At this time, Auguste slowly narrowed his eyes, turned slowly, and his gaze fell coldly on the earl.

There was a cold glint in his eyes, and his voice responded coldly:

"Really?"

The candles in the grand ballroom flickered, and the shadows of the crowd began to sway in the golden hall with the flickering firelight.

Half of August's face was obscured by shadows, but the deep and deep gaze made everyone in the hazy look with goosebumps all over their bodies, and a coldness went straight through their backs.

He grinned slightly, but this smile looked extremely strange in the eyes of everyone:

"But what if Earl Laurean's daughter is resurrected?"

Hearing this, the nobles were all stunned, they looked at each other, and they all had a guess in their hearts.

Could it be ..... Want Archduke Barlow to resurrect Prisis?

But Archduke Barlow would not agree to this at all.

Everyone knows about the tragic experience of Earl Laurien.

It is said that his daughter died because her insane mother brutally murdered her.

And Count Laurion was heartbroken,

In desperation, the Count wants to resurrect his daughter.

He went to the Grand Duke of Barlow with a great territory and great wealth, and was willing to give it all to the Grand Duke.

Even he himself willingly became a subordinate confidant of Archduke Barlow.

After all, necromancers are able to resurrect the dead, and everyone present knows this sentence.

But none of them saw it with their own eyes.

Could it be that Count Laurion has finally begged Archduke Barlow to resurrect his daughter?

Or is the king going to open his mouth and ask for Laurien?

But even if he did, what was August for?

Even if the daughter of Count Laurion was resurrected and married to Prisis, it would not bring any benefit to the kingdom.

Because Laurion himself was the earl of the Kingdom of Kanter.

Even if his power is good.

But it is definitely not to the extent that the king is married.

As a result, August swore that it was for the future of the entire kingdom.

If it's really for the good of the kingdom, isn't it good to go directly to marry the princess of the empire next door?

And they're right next to you!

Auguste saw that the nobles did not understand, and grinned and said:

"Speaking of which, do you know about the 'Blood Sacrifice'?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and before they could react, they heard August continue:

"At least thousands of lives to complete the sacrifice."

"This strips the Bloodline from its form, making it a true vampire."

The people present were stunned when they heard this.

Wait a minute?

Bloodline? Bloodsucker?

What do you mean? How can it still be involved in this?

The nobles looked at each other and whispered in the banquet hall.

Immersed in their whispering voices, August suddenly raised his voice and asked:

"Now, how much time is left until twelve o'clock in the morning?"

A nobleman was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at his pocket watch, opened his mouth and said:

"And ...... Three hours? ”

The corners of August's mouth rose to reveal a satisfied smile and nodded slightly.

"There's enough time."

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves and wheels vibrating rang out from outside the banquet hall.

The sound was muffled like thunder, as if an army had gathered here.

The carriage got closer and closer, and the shocking sound grew louder and louder.

Almost the entire ground trembled.

The nobles watched in disbelief as the procession of carriages approached outside. Each carriage was followed by a large carriage, as if to transport some kind of goods.

What is this for?

August's eyes flashed with anticipation and fanaticism, "Everyone, if you are interested, come out with me to find out." ”

August looked at the countless carriages that had stopped in front of the courtyard, and August's eyes flashed with anticipation and fanaticism:

"If you're curious, why don't you go out with me?"

Before the words fell, a group of nobles had already stepped out.

The moment they approached the carriage, their faces suddenly froze, and their ruddy faces suddenly turned iron-blue, and then turned purple.

They scattered in all directions, vomiting, and the mixture of alcohol and food fell into the courtyard, and the sour smell was terrible.

Several nobles were all in disbelief, and they stretched out trembling fingers and pointed ahead:

"Auguste, you ......"