Only a big brain can become a god

As soon as these words came out, no one else responded, but Lu Le raised his brows slightly.

Oh, it feels like there is some little secret in it.

The person who uttered these words was a rather gentle-looking man with long brown hair. He was wearing a three-piece dark blue suit that was meticulously styled, and almost brought the aesthetics of each piece to the extreme.

"Mr. Lindsay is as sharp-tongued as ever."

Regarding the accusations made by this gentle man, Lindsay Toledo, Mortifora just smiled lightly, as if she didn't care, and then her style of painting changed, and her calm tone immediately filled with a hint of chill, "Today's During the day, some of you came to my castle impatiently, and I endured it, but this night, you came here again while I was enjoying the delicious food, may I ask, what exactly do you want to do?"

The words were straightforward and straight to the point, which made these people present stunned.

As if he had forgotten about accusing Motifula, this Mr. Lindsay did not continue to pursue the topic just now, but smiled lightly, his handsome face was full of gentleness, "This is our negligence, I don't know Motifora I’m really sorry that I’m eating.”

Seemingly very dissatisfied with the title of Moti, Motifora frowned deeply, but did not pursue it.

"Your apologies, I can't accept it." Mortifora choked back in a cold voice.

Lindsay shrugged regretfully, his face full of helplessness, "Since you don't accept Moti, then forget it."

"Don't call me Moti." Mortifora stared at Lindsay Torredo as if she couldn't bear the disgusting address anymore.

"Motifula, please pay attention to your etiquette."

A dignified and cold voice sounded, and Lu Le followed the reputation, and found that the beautiful woman who had been sitting opposite Motifula had been silent since just now.

This is a kind of beauty full of intelligence, as if only mature women can have it. So far, Lu Le has seen many women with good looks, but none of them can match the temperament of this one in front of him. If it is true In comparison, what loses is not the appearance, but the traces left in the eyes by those years.

"This woman is not simple." Hai Xiao communicated with Lu Le.

"Yes, it's not an easy role." Lu Le narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though he was leaning against the door frame of one of the four doors now, he could still feel the turbulent undercurrent between the two women in front of him.

"Your Excellency, Duke Adeline, I don't intend to offend, but please see clearly my position with all of you." Motifula revealed the identity of this woman, which really shocked Lu Le and Hai Xiao.

"Mom, no wonder, the fucking duke, I'm sorry, the duke that Luoxue and Hales went to assassinate must be the duke of the McAvian family. I didn't expect that we could see this living duke." Hai Owl sighs every day.

Lu Le leaned against the door with his arms folded, like a spectator, but at this moment, he kept simulating the way these people get along in his mind, trying to find out the reasons for the actions of these vampires.

Since this woman is a duke, she must be the next generation who was embraced by the prince himself. That is to say, to a certain extent, she and Motifora are of the same generation. It seems to be respectful, but the hostility revealed during it can be felt,
Duke Adeline sighed, "Motifora, I brought you up, why are you and I so unfamiliar now? It's only been ten years since we separated."

"Bang!" Another bomb exploded in the hearts of Lu Le and Hai Xiao.

It turned out that after losing her parents a hundred years ago, Motifula didn't grow up alone, but was brought up by the prince, so why didn't she give her a first hug?

After Motifula heard this sentence, she seemed to have heard a huge joke. She spread her hands on the table in front of her, showing disdain, "Adeline, can you really talk, and was brought up by you? Haha Haha, you just left me in this old castle to fend for myself, and you visit me a few times a year, just to watch me grow up? May I ask how you came to this conclusion?"

"Motifora." A sigh came from the countess, and the helplessness in her tone almost spilled into the hearts of all the vampires present except Motifora.

As if feeling that his demeanor just now was not very good, Motifula withdrew his hands, leaned back, folded his arms around his chest, crossed his legs, and looked at the crowd in front of him with contempt, "If you want to see this castle, don't you?" possible."

After hearing this sentence, Adeline seemed a little annoyed, she didn't care about maintaining her good image, and glared at Motifora, "How many times have I told you, I didn't come here to ask you From this ancient castle, you should seriously listen to my demands all the time."

Mortifora sneered twice, but didn't answer.

As if she had lost her last strength, Adeline no longer returned to her previous appearance, but leaned slightly on the back of her chair, looked at the ornately decorated lamps on the ceiling, and said helplessly: "The truth about the death of the prince has not yet been revealed." Find out, Toreado can't be left alone for a day."

"So that's why you have been shy and come to me?"

After these words, not only the vampires present, but even Lu Le changed color slightly.

This sentence is really merciless.

"Motifula, why did you talk to the Duke? You never know how the Duke feels about you." Ms. Fiona, who had been quiet for a while after being reprimanded, could no longer hold back the anger in her heart, and cursed directly.

"Fiona, please pay attention to your identity. Is there room for you to speak here?" Mortifora just glanced at her lightly, and the man immediately fell silent.

That's right, regardless of whether Mortifora has become a real vampire or not, but her seniority has always been there. Indeed, only Adeline is qualified to play against her on the field.

"Don't talk yet." Adeline looked at Fiona beside her, disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed her emotions.

"You are indeed the prince's daughter, but you have a bloodline that no one in our family can embrace, don't you understand?"

Adeline's eyes are full of distress, as if she is the right way in the world, as if she is the side of justice.

"I said, I won't hand over the castle, so no matter how many choices you give me, it's useless. This one is absolutely impossible." The words were decisive, but it was like the previous style.

"Motifora." Adeline softened her tone, and it was amazing for a duke to speak like this.

However, Motifula ignored her, just blindly crossed her chest and squinted, as if she didn't want to look at the group in front of her anymore.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a very faint smell floated into the noses of all the vampires present.

"What is the taste?"

"It's human."

"Motifula, you brought the blood slave to the reception room!"

"You are so bold!"

For a moment, the vampire on the other side looked shocked and angry, as if he had received a lot of shock.

"Really, this Isidore, why didn't he hide it well?"

The words murmured softly, and had dissipated into the air before the boat got out.