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Severe pain hit from the back of his head, and Lance's eyes went black for a moment.

Then, the sound of countless fluttering wings surrounded his ears, and Lance drove away with both hands, but suddenly there was a lot of pain in his arm, those nasty things fell on his body, and his fangs pierced straight into the skin.

Lance panted quickly, but when he opened his eyes, he saw only a vast blackness, and his whole body was almost surrounded by bats.

There was a small and sharp voice in contentment, accompanied by the rumbling sound of swallowing, "His blood is so delicious."

Another voice sounded, "Take this person away quickly, or... I'm going to get angry again."

"What are you afraid of! Let me have another sip." As the voice fell, Lance felt that the wound on his arm was bleeding out rapidly. The little bat looked small, but had a big appetite.

"Damn it! If it wasn't for Edward..." Lance couldn't continue speaking, because he felt that his brain was rapidly losing consciousness, and the dizziness from excessive blood loss swept him quickly.

When he finally passed out, Lance was still thinking, if Edward hadn't blocked all his abilities, how could he be so embarrassed because of these few little bats.

The breeze blows slowly, and there are no people on the green grassland.

Edward was riding a steed, turned his head and looked behind as if feeling something, but there was no one.He turned his head again, staring at the endless grassland in a daze.

He felt that he was very wrong now, not at all like him before.

As the prince of the blood clan, he has lived for too many years, and has seen many self-righteous and ridiculous loves, among which are vampires falling in love with hunters or hunters falling in love with vampires...

He has already passed the age of impulsiveness, and he doesn't think this kind of "Romeo and Juliet" love can have any good results. What's more, he sneers at the so-called "love" at all.

It's just what humans call "hormones".

It is precisely because of his rationality that the blood race has not been turned upside down by him for so many years. He watched some people jumping around coldly, and he didn't want to care about it, and he didn't bother to care about it.

He even thought that if those idiots could really usurp his power, it would be considered that they had some ability.

Edward sighed slowly, feeling that he was on the verge of danger now, because he knew himself well enough, so he knew what his feelings for the little hunter were. Before, he thought this kind of feeling was very novel and did not stop him, but today he That's not right.

The little hunter was already able to make waves on his head, but he hadn't even thought of teaching him a lesson.

Edward thought for a long time, and suddenly smiled. Life is long and boring, and someone unexpected broke in... It's not bad.

He rode his horse back and scolded in a low voice, "Let's go!"

The powerful horseshoes stomped on the grassland, and the black horse galloped.

Suddenly there was a neigh, and the black horse raised its hooves and stopped suddenly.

Edward's expression suddenly became gloomy, and the hand holding the rein became tighter and tighter. He didn't let go until the black horse under him began to move restlessly, but his eyes kept fixed on the blood on the tip of the green grass.

Familiar scent.

The white pony walked aimlessly beside it, the blood-stained grass was in a mess, and one could see what happened here at a glance.

Edward laughed suddenly, his pale and handsome face was inexplicably scary.

"It's not too brave."

As soon as the voice fell, he disappeared completely.

There were only two horses left on the grassland, one white and one black, grazing with their heads down, but there were no traces of people.

The vampire guarding the gate who came in a hurry wanted to cry but had no tears.

The forest is heavy and the weather is gloomy.

Occasionally, when two birds chirped, a group of birds flew up, and the sound of rustling leaves was lingering.

The butler in a tuxedo standing at the entrance of the castle had a solemn face. He looked up at the sky for a while before turning around and entering the castle. He ignored the embarrassed young man on the carpet and said with eyebrows raised, "Master, what happened today?" I'm afraid something has changed."

I saw two handsome vampires sitting on the gorgeous dark sofa, one of them had a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes, but it didn't make people feel frivolous, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable chill after watching for a long time.

He stood up, looked down at the fainted boy, and said with interest, "Is Mason's arrangement ready?"

Another blood race next to him heard the news and replied, "Don't worry, the bats we sent are all the eyeliners we planted at Mason's place. No matter how we check, we won't be able to find us."

If Lance was sober at this time, he would have discovered that the vampire talking now was Will who treated him "very well" for him.

It's just that now Will has lost the cheerfulness and humor on his face, his tone is calm, and he speaks in a very respectful manner.

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Blue squinted at the top of his head, "Will, what is your purpose?"

The two of them are not in a superior-subordinate relationship, but this person found himself ten years ago, and the first thing he said was "Duke, do you want to become the master of the blood clan?"

Of course Bruce wanted to, which Duke wouldn't?It's just that he is not a credulous person. The person in front of him didn't look for Mason Wenlun and the others, but came to him directly. What did he know?

At that time, Will just smiled and said, "You don't have to doubt my loyalty, Duke Mason Wenlun and the others are powerful, but they don't really have the guts, do they?"

Bruce's heart froze slightly, and a sharp look immediately appeared in his eyes.

Will respectfully said, "I'm not interested in what the duke has done, but we have the same goal, why don't the duke try it first?"

So far, the two have joined forces.

It wasn't until recently that Bruce found out that Will was Prince Edward's royal physician, and the relationship between the two was very good. Therefore, the tacit understanding and trust accumulated between the two in the past few years collapsed in an instant.

When Will heard this probing question, his face remained unchanged, "My purpose has always been consistent with the Duke's." These words were no different from what he said back then, but a strong irritability arose in Bruce's heart. meaning.

He kicked the boy on the ground, his tone not without sarcasm, "You said Edward likes him?"

Will: "Yes."

With a sound, Bruha grabbed Will's collar, approached him and growled, "Edward would like such a thing?! If he is so easy to be caught, I don't have to plan for so long! "

Will stared at the anxious face in front of him, his eyes gradually glanced at the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and he shook his head slightly in his heart, "Duke Blue, please believe me again, if you catch the wrong one, it won't affect us much... Isn't it?"

Bruce snorted coldly and let go of his hand, "You'd better not betray me."

After all, he went upstairs without looking at Lance.

The footsteps gradually faded away. The butler looked at Will hesitantly, pointed at the boy on the ground and said, "My lord, what should I do with him?"

Will didn't look down at Lance until then. The young man's clothes were already very ragged, with many holes on them. From the holes, he could clearly see the bitten flesh and blood, which was particularly dazzling against his white skin. Some wounds had condensed into scars, his forehead was also bruised and purple, his lips were pale and bloodless, and he looked embarrassed and pitiful.

He sighed softly, "Leave it to me." Then he bent down and picked up the boy.

When Edward returned to the castle, the butler opened the door for him. When he opened the door and saw that only His Royal Highness was alone, he felt an unconscious thump in his heart.

"Find out the movements of the recent dukes."

The butler replied, "Yes... where is Master Lance?" He also glanced back several times.

"You do care about him."

"My subordinates dare not."

The butler is very efficient. At night, he has already checked everything that happened today.

Looking at the names on the paper, the butler sighed inwardly. He had indeed been too relaxed with these dukes these years, so that they did not forget their identities.

The reason why His Royal Highness can control the blood clan is not because of the power in the blood.

He straightened his collar and walked towards His Royal Highness's study with the materials.

A huge ornate curtain covered the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the study room was completely dark. The eyesight of the blood race is not affected by the darkness. The butler took the report and walked in lightly, "His Royal Highness...has been found out."

Edward was hidden in the darkness, his voice was a bit inaudible, "Is it Bruce?"

The housekeeper was not surprised, and replied respectfully, "Yes."

There was no sound for a long time after that.

The butler hesitated for a while, "I want my subordinates to deal with it..."

"No." Edward interrupted him, "Let's do this first, don't move for now."

"Yes."

Until the butler left the study, he couldn't calm down for a long time. These days, His Highness's concern for the boy named Lance is obvious to all. He thought that His Highness would leave immediately after knowing the truth, and personally go to deal with Bruce, but His Highness But still so calm, it seems that Lance is nothing more than that.

The corner of the butler's lips curled up, that's fine, I don't need to deal with him anymore, he's just a plaything.

He absolutely does not allow any creatures that can affect His Royal Highness.

In the study room, Edward slowly stood up from the chair, opened the window curtains, and the faint sunlight poured in. Contrary to the gradually brightening sky, the man's eyes became darker and darker.

The wind blows, and there is no one behind the desk.