vampire bat

Every day in the castle, Vinny lived carefully. Although the Duke was his master, he was the person Vinny was most afraid of, especially when Vinny got into trouble last night.

Bourne left after covering Winnie with the quilt. He didn't expect Winnie to sneak into his father's study.

Thinking of Duke Wilson's cold face, Winnie thought that he should admit his mistake, so he went to the study room on the east side of the castle where the Duke often stayed.

The door opened by itself, and Wilson sat alone in a chair looking at the moon outside the window.

The sky was full of dark clouds, the moon was alone, and there were not a single star around.Wilson's profile is actually very gentle and calm, but he always has a rigid expressionless expression.

"Master." Winnie entered the room, not daring to lift his head, "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

Wilson didn't move, he glanced at Winnie, then continued to look out the window, "Send this letter to Prince Josephine."

"Master, do you forgive me?!" Winnie asked pleasantly. Over the years, he still knows a little about Wilson. If he can still arrange your mission, then he has forgiven you.

Wilson remained motionless, like a statue.Winnie was a little embarrassed, and hurried over to pick up the waxed letterhead on the table.

Suddenly, His Excellency the Duke raised his head to look at Winnie, his eyes fixed on his face.

"Lord, master?" Winnie touched his face, not knowing what was on his face.

"How did you get the scar on your face?" Wilson asked. He put his hand on Winnie's face, his cold palm pressed against Winnie's skin, and slowly and gently stroked a scar with his thumb.

At that moment, Winnie was so nervous that he forgot to breathe until the door was opened, and Miss Catherine burst in with a livid face.

"Does he remind you of that woman?!" Catherine rushed up, grabbed Vinny's clothes and pulled him aside, and asked while standing in front of Duke Wilson's desk.

"It has nothing to do with him." Duke Wilson replied flatly, facing his daughter's collision, he seemed indifferent.

"I thought you wouldn't do this again." Catherine lowered her head, her figure flickered, and instantly appeared in front of Winnie.

Winnie didn't have time to dodge, or he didn't know what happened, he saw Catherine stretched out her hand, and the sharp nails were about to cut his neck open.

"Catherine!" Wilson had no time to stop.

Winnie closed his eyes, but there was no tingling pain on his neck.

"Let me go!" Catherine yelled, she was tightly locked in Bourne's arms, her hair was messed up, her eyes were red, and terrible fangs were exposed in her mouth.

"Catherine, this matter has nothing to do with Winnie, stop it." Byrne advised her.

"You'd better keep an eye on him!" Catherine yelled at her father. "Otherwise, let me catch him and I'll suck his blood dry!"

Catherine broke free from Bourne's restraint, gave Winnie a hard look before leaving.

In the room, Bourne took the lead to break the awkward silence: "Father, I will send Winnie back."

Wilson nodded slightly, then turned his back, wondering what he was thinking.

Along the way, Vinny kept his head down and didn't speak. He felt that his disobedience would definitely make Bourne unhappy, and maybe Bourne would give him a scolding once he returned to the house.

"Vinny, don't worry about today's affairs." Bourne's voice sounded as gentle as usual, "Don't think about it, okay?"

Winnie nodded obediently, he felt Bourne's gaze, wanted to look up into his eyes but was afraid that he would not have the courage to stare.

"Rest, don't run around." Byrne patted Winnie's head.

It wasn't until Bourne went out that Vinny opened his eyes and tossed and turned restlessly on the bed, all kinds of doubts popping up in his head.

What is Miss Catherine talking about?He thought, why did she say she reminded the master of that woman, who was that woman?Does she have anything to do with the master?

On the other side, Erland was standing in front of the gate of the castle and was stopped by a group of vampire servants.

"You bastards!" Erland gritted his teeth angrily.

However, the group of servants stood firmly in front of the door, ignoring Erlande at all, because their real master was Duke Wilson, and they only obeyed the Duke's orders.

There was a breakdown on Erland's pretty face, and then his eyes were moist, and tears rolled in their sockets.He didn't want the gang of slaves to see him crying in anger, so he turned his head and hurried away.

Turning the corner, Erlande bumped into someone's body firmly, and his nose hurt from the bump. He said angrily, "Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

"Ailande, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?" Byrne saw tears of grievance hanging on Ailande's face.

I don't know why, but when he heard his brother's tepid voice, Erlande's anger rose in his heart: "I want you to take care of it!"

"I'm your brother, of course I have to care..."

"Brother is amazing!" Erlande's roar directly interrupted Bourne, and he walked around Bourne angrily and left.

Bourne stood there for a long time, his face was always stunned, until his brain started to think again, he forced a smile and said to the servants: "Young master is not sensible, you continue Let's work."

When Eland passed by Catherine's room, he heard the sound of crying from inside. He opened the door and saw Catherine sitting by the bed crying.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm going to intercede for you." Catherine sobbed, "I saw my father and Winnie in the room, and he touched his face! Father touched Winnie's face!"

"Vinny is my father's bat, maybe my father just kept him as a pet."

"He looks a lot like the human woman who killed his mother," Catherine added.

There was only Catherine's crying in the room, and Erlande stood at the door, unable to tell what expression was on his face.At that moment, Erlande felt as if his heart had been pierced severely by a stake.

Since he was born, my mother has been crying.He didn't know what happened, he just thought that his mother was always sad, until one day, her mother died and jumped out of the window, and the sun outside was blinding.

Winnie was lying in bed, tossing and turning in his head with what had just happened.However, when he turned to face the door, he suddenly found that the door was opened, and Erland was standing in the doorway watching him.

"Little master!" Winnie sat up in a panic, but because he had no clothes on, he had to sit on the head of the bed and wrap himself in the quilt.

"Go on to sleep." Erlande said blankly, his eyes were like a pool of green stagnant water without any ripples, "I just want to see you... I don't think I have seen Winnie carefully yet. "

Winnie lay back dubiously, watching Erlande walk to the bedside step by step.

Erlande touched Winnie's face. Winnie was a very handsome oriental boy, his skin was a little pale because he lived in a dark castle.However, it can be seen that if he is a girl, she must be a very beautiful and pure girl.

Winnie closed his eyes, wondering why the little master suddenly changed his temper.The quilt was lifted, and his icy body was pressed against him, and Winnie shivered violently.

It's so warm, Erlande hugged the thin Vinny, pressed against his skin, feeling his warm body temperature.Could it be that the father is also obsessed with the temperature of life, that's why he fell in love with that human girl?

"My brother and I had a quarrel." Erland buried his face in Winnie's neck, and his fangs could plunge into a blood vessel with just one opening.

"Your brother won't be mad at you," Winnie reassured him.

"When I was young, my brother always took care of us, but I was spoiled and always made my brother angry." Ellander paused, "It's obvious that I'm ignorant, but every time my brother gets angry and cries, mom Always let my brother tolerate me more."

Winnie listened quietly, something cold and wet licking his neck.

"At that time, my mother was crying all day long, and whenever my father came home, they would quarrel. I was too young to know what happened until one day, my mother died." Erlande shed cold tears on Winnie. neck, "The sun took her away and left nothing behind."

Winnie wanted to comfort him, but didn't know how to speak.Suddenly, a sharp stabbing pain came from the neck, and the blood was slowly sucked away, as if life was being swallowed up bit by bit.

Erlander didn't suck much of his blood, a bat's blood was not as tasty to him as human blood.He raised his body and looked down at Winnie, the blood on his snow-white neck was shockingly red.

Winnie also looked at him, his eyes were wet and full of tears, his face was full of grievances and innocence, he didn't know what he had committed and was punished.

"I know you like my brother," Erlander said, "but you know, with a vampire you're bound to bleed."

Winnie had never seen such a terrifying Erlander, with red eyes, outstretched fangs, and blood on his lips, like a bloodthirsty demon.

Erlander left without closing the door.

Winnie looked at the door of the opposite room in a daze, touched his neck lightly, and found that his hands were covered with blood.He licked it and frowned, the taste of blood was not good at all.

Is the little master warning himself?Didn't they like being with Bourne, Vinnie asked himself?

That's right, Bourne is the eldest son of the Duke, and his wife should be a vampire aristocratic woman who is in the same family as him.What do you count, maybe nothing counts.