Quick time travel villain boss strategy guide

Chapter 571 Food and Blood Prince (24)

While thinking about it, Tao Ran turned his head again, and found that the blood servant had already turned his back to her and was walking towards Olwin's study.

After this period of hard work, Tao Ran is no longer that little white who doesn't know anything.

There is an absolute level of suppression among the blood clans. An existence like Irwin can wipe out these low-level blood clans with even a look. There is no need to worry about what troubles these blood servants will cause.

That's why, in the homes of these powerful blood races, these low-level blood races who are only better than puppets play the role of servants.

Tao Ran didn't think too much, and continued walking towards his room without stopping.

On the other hand, Olwen finally decided to ask Vincent to advise him.

After hearing the master's reason for summoning him, Wen Sen almost exhausted all his restraint, and managed to maintain his usual modesty and calmness.

Did he hear correctly, the prince who never bothered to think about other people's mood actually had a day when he wanted to please a girl?
Could it be that the posture of opening the coffin tonight was wrong, can we do it again?

Olwen waited for a while, and found that his caring subordinate did not respond. He was a little impatient, and raised his voice slightly, urging: "Vincent."

Vincent, who was wandering under the mask, quickly came to his senses. This posture is the prince he is familiar with.

But no matter how much you slandered before, what should be done is still to be done.

Unlike Olwen, who was almost ignorant of the world to some extent, Vincent was a very skilled blood race. He only thought for a while before making a suggestion.

"You said that Miss Ilya is a bit disappointed because she can't continue her studies and the art she loves. Why don't you invite some painting masters from the human world to your home and exchange ideas with Miss. She might be happier."

The blood race has a long life, if you don't cultivate some hobbies, you may be bored to the point of madness. Many blood races have become famous in the human world under a pseudonym because of their excellent taste, and they are called masters.

After playing enough, they chose to create various ways of feigning death, and attended their own funerals in a different way, admiring human beings with relish or mourning or reminiscing or secretly delighting because of their departure.

All kinds of emotions are enough to make them entertain themselves for a long time.

In fact, with Alvin's status, if he had the will, he could call those blood clans with extraordinary artistic attainments to the castle in minutes.

Even though they are masters with eccentric tempers and willful behavior in the human world, they will definitely turn into unambiguous kittens in front of Alvin, even if they just come to take care of children, they dare not complain at all.

But Vincent had already figured out that with Olwin's possessiveness, he would never want other blood races to be alone with the lady, so he simply proposed to let humans enter the castle.

Although Olwen doesn't think highly of humans, anyone who dares to let him receive humans would have been thrown out long ago, but today, he frowned and pondered slowly, "I see, you make a list for me."

Vincent nodded meekly, "Good sir, please allow me to take my leave first."

Olwen waved his hand casually, and Vincent slowly exited the room.

Neither of them noticed that a slender figure quickly slipped away before Vincent pushed open the door.

(End of this chapter)