Callius strolled to Dafanie's villa, although it was not the first time he had visited, but he was already sighing at the luxury of this place, and Kelelius couldn't help but look at this villa that he never got tired of seeing.

This is a three-storey villa, with a towering minaret-like complex, which makes up this building that is completely out of place with its surroundings, and looks like it is a few years old, a quaint and elegant and luxurious castle, revealing an intriguing classical style.

On one side of the villa is a well-manicured garden, with two tables and matching chairs placed near the center, which looks like a Western-style courtyard for afternoon tea on the Blue Star.

On the front of the villa facing the gate is a beautiful square with a large fountain paved with high-grade Paghera stones, about 10 meters long and 6.5 meters wide, which is equivalent to one-third of the main building of the villa.

There are more than 20 soldiers wearing heavy armor here, patrolling the courtyard and around the main body of the villa, it doesn't look very defensive, but of course, this is the center of the town after all, and there is basically no danger, so most of the noble villas here are not very well guarded.

However, Kyleus, who often came here to mingle, knew that there was a team of about 100 guards stationed here, but because of the need to rotate on duty, if there was no special matter, there were usually only more than 20 people patrolling, and the others were resting in a nearby dormitory.

The twenty soldiers on duty now, they are arranged here in a scattered and orderly manner according to the prescribed position, and the set of bright silver full-body armor they are wearing is constantly irradiated by the strong sunlight at this time, so as to create a dazzling reflection that people cannot look at directly, after all, it is the noon when the sun is the strongest.

On the other side of the villa is a medium-sized pasture overgrown with pastures, lined with stables full of horses, and the neighing of horses and the sound of horses' hooves running on the grounds can be heard from time to time. From time to time, when Caerlius came here, he passed through the owner, Dafanie, to practice his terrible horsemanship on the meadows, and to play with the hostess.

The groom who took care of the horses and the deacons who managed the selection of the fine horses were professionals that Dafanie had brought with him from the capital, and even in the capital, they could be called professionals. Of course, Daphany, who was born in a military aristocratic family, has lived in the prosperous society of the capital for many years, but still has the vigilance unique to a military family. So in addition to domesticating horses for her daily fun and comparison, a cavalry unit of more than 50 people was also trained here.

Instead of looking further, Kylelius gently pressed something that resembled a doorbell next to the front door of the villa. With this pleasant sound, several maids did not come out of the villa.

The maids opened the gate together, and then stood on both sides of the gate in an orderly manner, facing the entering Kyleus, and bowed to Kyleus: "Welcome back, Lord Kyleus." ”

Kylelius nodded slightly to the maids in the left and right rows, and then walked through the door without any embarrassment, and entered the private land of the villa. Ever since the 'Battle of the Earl's Manor', Kylelius had been here from time to time to meet her mistress, Dafanie Cole.

The maids and most of the other attendants, as well as the soldiers and other staff, had come to know the young priest who had an unclear relationship with their new widowed mistress after six months of contact.

So, as Kellius walked through the front square and into the interior of the villa at a slow pace of wandering through his back garden, almost all the men and soldiers saluted him, beating their chests or stooping down.

Judging from the current situation, it is very likely that this is their future 'male host', although he has a marriage contract with the niece of the mistress of his own house, and the wedding will be held in the next few days, but this does not prevent them from taking this man who has been in and out of this villa frequently for half a year as their male host.

Kylelius stepped into the interior of the villa, and a maid had opened the door, which was about a man and a half high, for him to enter. At this moment, the outermost iron door in the distance was shut, and a dull sound reached the ears of Kyleus.

As soon as Kyrlius entered the villa, he was greeted by two beautiful women standing at the bottom of a spiral staircase.

Standing on the left is a mature beauty who looks about thirty years old, with long silver hair scattered casually behind her back, a pair of burgundy eyes that exude a seductive look that makes the men go crazy, and a mouth that looks small and small, with two bright red lips, and people can't help but want to kiss it.

This is the hostess of this villa, Dafanie Cole.

Because of the death of her husband before, the whole province wore a black color that symbolized the surviving, and the unique charm of a mature woman was also covered by a big hat with a gauze scarf.

Because the period of filial piety has passed, she has taken off the black lady's hat that must have covered her entire beautiful face, and her body is no longer the deep black. She changed into a bright red backless evening dress today, a long skirt that dragged to the ground, which made every step she took seem so careful, but fortunately she was only moving inside the villa now, and if she was outside, she would not be able to move at all.

'Looks like there's no way to go outside and practice equestrianism today. Keerlius complained without a sense of loss in his heart, apparently he did not have a strong desire to improve his weak points, and he did not seem to be very concerned about whether he could practice equestrianism. Since becoming a duke-level vampire, he has become less and less concerned about the development of his abilities, which is a common mistake that most new vampires usually make.

Because of the longevity that even the true gods don't know how long they have, and the immortality that will never die in most cases, most new and even many veteran vampires will unconsciously lower their requirements for improving their strength, because in a short period of time, these things are no longer so important.

Kylelius bent down slightly, like a young nobleman, gently lifted Daphine's jade hand with silk gloves, brought it close to the corner of his mouth, gently kissed her soft hand quilt, and praised: "You are still so beautiful and noble, your beauty is like a clear lake, reflecting the beautiful starry sky, people can't help but quietly guard this beauty for you." ”

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