Yuqiongyin

Unfortunately, Sylva Ria couldn't see his expression, and his actions didn't stop Sylva Ria from sucking blood.

Sylvaria behind him froze for a moment, and then she continued to bite hard, this time with much greater force than before.

At this moment, Lucas was not as presumptuous as before. He just tilted his head slightly to make it easier for her to suck his blood.

Sylva Ria frowned. This human wasn't afraid? This piqued her interest.

She continued to suck blood while Lucas was enjoying it as if it wasn't something terrible.

After sucking the blood and opening her mouth, Sylvaria felt her strength gradually recovering, but Lucas' neck was left with deep teeth marks and mottled bloodstains.

However, he did not show any fear or pain, but turned around and looked at her with a smile.

"Is Her Majesty satisfied?"

He asked with a smile, a hint of teasing in his voice.

Sylva was caught off guard and bumped into a pair of eyes as vast as the deep ocean. Those eyes seemed to contain endless mysteries, which made her stunned for a moment.

She frowned slightly and muttered to herself: What a strange human being...

However, when she came to her senses, she found that she had taken a step forward involuntarily.

She placed her hand gently on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that there was indeed an essential difference between the humans and vampires recorded in the books.

Vampires have no heartbeat and no body temperature.

Their bodies were as cold as ice, as if shrouded in the breath of death.

The human man in front of him had his heart beating strongly, and every beat conveyed the breath of life.

The temperature of his body was so hot that it seemed to burn her.

This strange feeling made Sylva even more curious.

Sylvaria retracted her hand, "Is the human world fun?"

"Your Majesty has never been there?"

"Is it strange?" Sylvaria shook her head. She had been a pure-blooded vampire since birth, the noblest and rarest category among the vampires. Not only did she possess powerful abilities, but her blood was also the most powerful and purest among the vampires.

The Escalot family valued her very much and she lived in the castle all the time and rarely left.

Lucas nodded in understanding.

After all, pure-blooded vampires are the noblest and rarest category among the blood race. They possess unparalleled power and status, and are therefore feared and envied by other vampires.

The Escarlot family naturally had their own reasons for doing this. On the one hand, it was to protect her, and on the other hand, it was for the future of the family.

They hope that by training her, their family can once again reach the pinnacle of the vampire race.

She lived up to everyone's expectations and showed amazing talent and potential. As time went by, her strength became stronger and stronger, which was terrifying.

Eventually, she managed to rise to the top of the vampire family structure and became the undisputed powerhouse.

After inheriting the power of the Eskarot family, she restored the family to the top of the eleven clans in just a few decades.

This achievement amazed all vampires and proved her outstanding leadership and unsurpassed strength.

In the days that followed, she awakened the bloodline of the original vampire and became the undisputed king of the blood clan.

Sylvaly looked at Lucas, her eyes revealing a hint of curiosity and doubt, "Is the human world really that interesting?"

Lucas smiled faintly, "It's nothing special, just a lot of different cultures and scenery. But it might be very novel to you, Your Majesty."

"Since the human world is so good, why are you willing to come here?"

Sylva Ria frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer.

Lucas's eyes became deep, he shook his head slightly and said, "I came here because of fate. Everyone has his own mission, and my mission may be to become your majesty's blood servant."

His voice was low and magnetic, with an indescribable firmness.

Sylvaria was slightly stunned. She obviously didn't expect Lucas to give such an answer. He was indeed a cunning human.

She lay on her side on the bed with a playful smile on her face, "So, what do you think it would mean to you to be my blood servant?"

Lucas smiled slightly, "This is my honor and my responsibility. As your blood servant, I will protect you with my life, Your Majesty."

His voice was full of respect and determination, as solemn as a vow.

However, Sylva Ria was not moved, her eyes remained cold and calm.

She was silent for a moment, then said lazily: "No, all I need is your blood. If you die, you will be nothing."

There was no emotion in her tone, and she seemed not to care about Lucas' life or death.

When Lucas heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

He lowered his head and whispered, "I understand, Your Majesty. But no matter what, I will do my best to meet your needs. As long as I can make you happy, even for a moment, I am willing to do it."

After saying this, he raised his head again and looked at Sylvaria with a firm gaze.

Sylvalea rested her chin on her hand and looked at Lucas, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was satisfied with Lucas' performance.

She whispered, "I know."

Then he nodded to show his approval.

Then, Sylvalia stood up and walked barefoot to the window.

The moonlight shines through the window onto her, illuminating her beautiful figure. She stares quietly at the scenery outside the window, as if thinking about something important.

After a moment, Sylvalia turned around and stood in front of the antique mirror, looking at her appearance carefully.

The person in the mirror had a face as delicate as a doll, with long silver curly hair falling like seaweed on her shoulders.

Her skin was whiter than anything else in the room.

It is a pale, bloodless white, the kind that never sees sunlight all year round.

This white reminds people of snowflakes in winter, cold and pure.

Her eyelashes were thick and curled, trembling slightly like butterfly wings, and her purple eyes were like deep gems, full of mystery and temptation.

Her lips are as pale as paper, but they exude a unique charm.

The scarlet blood drops that overflowed from the corners of his lips when he was sucking blood just now made his skin look even more bloodless.

The person in the mirror is beautiful, but has nothing to do with the living human being she refers to.

She saw Lucas in the mirror. She smiled and looked at the human, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Are all humans like you? Do I need to disguise myself?"

Lucas was somewhat surprised by her question and asked, "Your Majesty, are you going to the human world?"

"You come with me."