Yuqiongyin

The carriage drove along and finally arrived at the territory of the human world.

Sylvalia gently lifted the car curtain, her expression was indifferent, her eyes were deep and calm, like a deep pool, she stared quietly at the night before her.

This is a completely new world, completely different from the vampire territory she is familiar with.

The sky of the vampires is always shrouded in deep red and purple, just like her mysterious and charming eyes, in which countless unknown dangers seem to lurk.

However, at this moment, the human night she saw was completely different.

Here, the city becomes the protagonist, embellished with countless twinkling lights.

The lights come from various magic stones and bright street lights, which make the whole city dazzling and bright, like a dream castle.

All of this was an exotic scene that Sylva had never seen before, and she admired this strange and beautiful scene with great interest.

It seems that the human world is quite interesting.

When the carriage reached a place in the suburbs, it slowly stopped and the coachman's voice came, "Your Majesty, we have arrived at the castle."

Sylvaria lifted the car curtain, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the manor. The towering castle was like a statue covered in holy light, solemn and majestic, guarding the city in the night.

Owned by the mysterious Escalot family, this castle was built in the early Middle Ages and is famous for its exquisite rose gardening and art collection. The lakes and streams on the estate offer a tranquil beauty.

Surrounded by solid stone walls and tall towers, and surrounded by lush woods and lakes, it adds a sense of mystery to this peaceful land.

The center of the manor is a huge fountain surrounded by lush roses of various colors, the most common of which are blood-red roses. In the center of the garden are two iron pavilions covered with pu wei and vines.

The Duke who lived here before was passionate about rose gardening, and the grand flower show held every year attracted people to come and admire it. Her garden is also considered a masterpiece of art and has attracted many artists and literati.

The car door was gently pushed open, and a well-dressed and elegant young man got out of the car.

He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an innate demeanor and temperament.

After Lucas got off the car, he immediately stood respectfully beside the carriage.

After a while, a white and slender hand reached out and gently placed on Lucas' hand.

Then, a tall girl slowly walked down from the carriage. She was wearing a snow-white, well-tailored dress. The light blue lace skirt fluttered in the wind like a blooming flower, fresh and elegant.

Accompanied by Lucas, the girl gracefully lifted her skirt and slowly stepped onto the ground. She nodded slightly to the people around her.

The maids couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, their eyes full of envy.

Her face is exquisite and her skin is as smooth as white jade.

His eyebrows are thick and long, slightly raised, with a hint of heroic spirit; his eye sockets are deep, and his eyes are like deep lakes, the dark blue is clear and bright, revealing infinite charm in the blink of an eye.

Her platinum-blond hair cascaded over her shoulders, strands of it dancing in the breeze as it gently brushed against her face.

This legendary granddaughter of the Duke exceeded all their imaginations. Not only was she outstanding in appearance, but she was also elegant in temperament, giving people an inviolable feeling.

"Your Majesty..." Duke El hurriedly greeted him with a decent smile on his face.

But the moment he opened his mouth, a powerful pressure emanated from Sylvaria, which made him freeze.

This pressure comes from Sylvaria's blood suppression. As a vampire, Duke El is very familiar with this power.

However, facing Sylvaria's terrifying strength, he was unable to resist and could only tremble under the pressure.

Duke El suddenly remembered that this was in the human world, and the smile on his face became a little stiff, as if he realized that he almost got into trouble.

He took a deep breath and tried to make himself look dignified, but the tension in his eyes was hard to conceal.

"Sylva...you are here..."

Duke El called out Her Majesty the Queen's name softly, with a barely perceptible hint of helplessness in his voice.

Isn't it inappropriate to address Her Majesty the Queen by her name?

"Duke."

Sylvalia responded calmly, her tone was calm but also reminding Duke El that they were not in the vampire world now, but in the human world.

Although Sylvaria's true identity is the King of the Vampires, she now appears as the granddaughter of the Duke of El, but she would never call the elder of the family grandpa.

Therefore, it makes sense that she chooses to address the Duke of El as "the Duke".

After all, under this pretend role, the granddaughter and grandfather who have not seen each other for many years also need to maintain a certain distance so as not to arouse suspicion from others.

"Okay, let's go in."

"Yeah." Sylvaly nodded slightly.

The servants surrounded Sylva Ria and led her into the manor.

Taking a carriage through the manor, you can see the century-old castle, which is a gorgeous stone building made of classic rose-colored materials, with towering spires hidden in the thick night.

The exterior of the castle is decorated with exquisite carvings and murals. Inside is a magnificent hall with extremely luxurious decorations. The walls are painted with exquisite rose patterns, highlighting the status and taste of the nobility.

It was decorated with ancient family crests and murals, and the walls were covered with portraits of the duke, but her appearance could no longer be seen clearly due to the age.

Vampires have no heart, but now that Sylvain sees that everything in the castle remains the same, she still feels good.

Al noticed that she was in a good mood and finally felt relieved.

He had never seen the Queen of the Blood Clan before, but her deeds had been circulated.

The Escalot family is seen as predators from the dark, and its history is filled with legends of bloodthirstiness and violence.

Therefore, he had always believed that the sleeping King of the Vampires was a ruthless character who would kill without blinking an eye. He actually ridiculously felt that this seemingly cold and aloof King of the Vampires was somewhat kind.

"Sylva, it's getting late. Do you need to rest first?"

Sylvaria withdrew her gaze from the huge portrait and looked at the pale-faced blood servant beside her. It seemed that this human had not eaten since dusk.

Vampires don't need to eat, but humans do.

If I die, I won’t be able to drink such fresh blood.

She shook her head gently, "I'm a little hungry. Duke, go prepare some food."

"Ah... okay." Although Al was a little surprised, he still ordered the maids to go down and prepare.