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(Pretending to be) Vampire Code:

One, make your flavors look like their kind.

Second, don't rush to express disgust when you see strange things, but have the courage to try.

Three, keep calm and calm even if you are suspected, the more flustered you are, the easier it is to be seen through.

Yannick changed into the previous clothes, braided his long silver hair and tied it behind, and put on a court hat. He looked like a flirtatious nobleman. He wore the bishop's ring on his hand. The spell covers it.

"Is there anything else that needs attention?" he asked the man.

"Oh, a lot, my dear. First of all, you have to find a way to get rid of the priest's brand on your wrist."

"This is a bit difficult, the imprint cannot be covered with spells."

"It's fine to tie it with a ribbon or something, as long as it's not seen, there are sleeves outside anyway."

Yannick took a ribbon and handed it to him, "It's a bit difficult for one person to complete this action."

The Blood Duke consciously took the ribbon and wrapped it around his wrist a few times before tying a bow of the same style, proudly saying: "Okay, look, how dexterous my craft is!"

The priest took a look and commented: "The taste needs to be improved."

"I prefer to tie a bow on another part of your body, and then let me untie it." The Blood Duke glanced at his lower body ambiguously, and said meaningfully.

"You will never have such a day." The silver-haired priest sneered resolutely.

But he forgot that there is a word called life is unpredictable. When he was tied with a bow tie by a man and cried for mercy one day after a long time, the man with a good memory still teased and laughed at him on the bed. Of course, Afterwards, the fate of the man is not much better.

"Also, your aura of belonging to the Holy See is too obvious, holy and abstinent. My dear, this will certainly attract some vampires, such as that Taylor, but if the other party is experienced, they may be able to see the flaws."

Yannick raised his eyebrows: "This is not easy."

He unbuttoned two buttons of his jacket, revealing his well-shaped collarbone, and messed up his temple hair a little, and immediately became decadent and dissolute.

The man's eyes were deep: "It's so tempting, I'm starting to regret encouraging you to go to that ball."

Yannick gave him a "you're kidding" look, and opened the door first and walked out.

The man touched his nose and had no choice but to follow.

If Troon Town is an independent world, then Ghost Castle is an independent kingdom in this world, completely free from secular jurisdiction.

Thanks to the black blood race, Yannick was able to see a corner of this kingdom as a human being, and he may even be the first human visitor ever to set foot in the vampire world.

The periphery of this ancient castle with a history of several hundred years is almost surrounded by vigorous green vines. At night, this feeling of gloom is doubled. Coupled with the vampires living inside, it is no wonder that the town of Troon Residents will see it as a haunted castle.

The moon climbed to the highest position in the sky, and when the stars of Emily shone brightly, blood clans came from all directions, entered the castle, and started a weekly carnival dance.

The tall arches of the castle are engraved with the scene of the epic hero Ronald fighting Hydra. This must have been left by the previous owner of the castle. After all, the castle was taken over by vampires after it was abandoned, and the vampires would never sing about it. A human warrior.

The high dome is covered with gorgeous chandeliers, spreading out around the center. The candlelight reflects the magic crystal chain hanging down, which is enough to illuminate the whole hall as bright as day. Yannick noticed that there are some magic crystals in those magic crystals. White ones, but there are also a lot of green and purple ones, enough to sell for a lot of money outside, but now they are just like ordinary crystals strung on silver chains as ornaments to supplement the light.

From the second generation of blood races, since they all evolved from the first embrace of human beings, they largely retained the habits of being human, such as the mentality of showing off their wealth by treating magic crystals as crystals.

The ball does not require invitations, every blood race can participate, and there will be no guards at the door, but I believe that no normal human being will dare to come here, otherwise what awaits him is the end of turning into a mummy.

Of course, the vampires boast that they are also very picky about the quality of their blood. Except for those young children who have just been transformed, almost all vampires prefer the fresh and top-quality virgin blood.

There are many vampires who come to participate, and it is likely that they are different every time. No one will notice whether there are unfamiliar faces among them, but some patterns can still be seen through careful observation.

For example, those newborn vampires who have just completed their transformation must have bumpkin-like excitement and excitement on their faces, while some experienced vampires start to wander around, chatting and socializing, looking for suitable one-night stand partners.

After having a long life, there is almost nothing they can't pursue. Things that they might have dreamed of before are now at their fingertips, which makes some blood races inevitably sink further, including extremely chaotic private lives.

But not all vampires are like that.

The thirteen blood clans of the first generation created by the God of the Dark Abyss each have different personalities. If Phoenix, the former prince of the blood clan, represents calmness and rigor, and Ansair is unrestrained, then the incumbent of Ghost Castle The owner, Walter Kapeln, is synonymous with tyranny. The most typical is his descendant, the second-generation blood family William, who held the ball in the old castle. He completely inherited the character of his "father". Bloodthirsty and tyrannical, he hates priests very much. Last time, he was the one who set up a trap in Troon Town, killed several high-ranking priests successively, alarmed the Holy See, and finally sent a team of cannon fodder like Yannick and the others over.

Most of the vampires at this ball are descendants of the Duke of Walter Capeln. Of course, there are also some vampires from other places, but because the relationship between the existing blood clans is not very harmonious, there is still competition with each other. Relationship, if those newborn vampires don't understand the complicated relationship here, it will be a very troublesome thing if they accidentally go to the wrong place and get caught.

The appearance of the priest has attracted a considerable number of vampires, no matter men or women, especially the lazy and debauched aura on him, which makes people feel that they are easy to lure to bed. And I don't object to my significant other occasionally going out to try new things.

At this time, the role of the flower protector is fully manifested. As long as someone approaches Yannick a little and strikes up a conversation with him, the man will immediately release the coercion of the high-ranking blood, making other similar people retreat.

However, there are also those who are fearless for beauty.

"What are your names? Why have I never seen you before?" A woman walked over in a fiery red court dress, holding a wine glass in one hand. She was undoubtedly a beauty, with long red hair slightly curly and loose in the back, and an overly complexion. She was pale, but her lips were painted very red, her eye shadow was also heavily painted, she looked decadent, and she had a voice that was so hoarse that it made one's bones tingle.

"My name is Yannick, and he's Ans." The silver-haired priest took the hand from the woman, lowered his head and touched the back of the hand kindly. "To tell you the truth, it's our first time to participate in this ball, but I didn't feel that this ball was full of colors until I saw you."

There is no woman who does not like to hear compliments, even female vampires, not to mention the man who said such words is outstanding.The woman was amused and giggled: "You really can talk, my name is Anna, whose descendants are you?"

"I'm a descendant of Taylor, and Anse is a three-generation blood." The name Anna is very common, and Yannick still remembered that he also knew a person named Anna when he stayed in the small town of Jed. "This ordinary name is not worthy of you." His tone was sincere and dynamic, and his eyes were focused on the other person, even the most hard-hearted person would be turned away.

The Duke of the Blood Race was very helpless. He found that the silver-haired priest's sweet words were smoother than his own, and anyone who saw Yannick's flirtatious and seductive appearance would never think that this guy was actually a human being, and he was also a man who had to stay unmarried for life the priest!

Ansair had a premonition that, given time, when this guy entered the center of the Holy See, he would definitely set off an earth-shattering storm.

"Oh, you are so good at talking, I wonder if you have honey on your lips!" The female vampire laughed wildly, "Taylor? I remember he is a fourth-generation blood, that kid is very romantic, this He is a frequent visitor to this kind of dance, but I didn't see him tonight. Ans, are you a three-generation blood race? Whose descendant are you?"

Anna glanced at the Duke of Blood, sizing up and examining him.

"Miss Anna, my father is Count Heinz." The blond man said politely, this was the first sentence he said since he entered the castle.

The female vampire covered her mouth and said softly, "Your Excellency Heinz... is also my father!"

This is not unusual, there are often many descendants of some high-level vampires, and they may not all know each other.

But she quickly returned to normal, "This is your first time here? Be careful. Although this is a carnival dance, there are often cubs who accidentally break the taboo."

Obviously, Yannick was very fond of her, and the female vampire didn't want to see Yannick and the others being punished for stepping on mines—mainly Yannick, the blond, blue-eyed, and equally handsome Ans, became incidental instead.

"We don't know much about this, can you enlighten us, Anna?"

The female vampire's heart trembled for his last "Anna". God knows how many years no one has called her name so deeply and affectionately. She even felt the sound of blood gurgling from her withered heart that had been dusty for a long time.

"Well, anyway, you have to be careful, that location," she pointed to a location in the northeast corner of the hall, that is, the place under the spiral staircase, the hall is too spacious, and they are too far away, Yannick looked at it for a while Only then did I understand what she was referring to. "Don't just sit on the sofa there, they are all direct descendants of Lord William, and those three generations of blood can only sit on the seat."

"Aren't you also a three-generation blood race?" Yannick asked.

"Me? Since Heinz died, we have lost our original treatment." Anna smiled wryly, "You are a cub, the world may not have fully opened its doors to you, and you will slowly I understand that the world of the blood race is actually no different from that of human beings, except that life is longer."

The strong are also respected, the strength is paramount, and the same climbs the high and tramples the low. Unlike most human beings who only like to taunt and laugh at others, what the blood race has to pay is often the price of life.

Yannick was very considerate and stopped asking her about her sadness, "Are all the vampires here descended from His Excellency Duke Walter?"

"Not necessarily." Anna said, "Sometimes some blood races from other lands will come to join in the fun, but..."

She lowered her voice and whispered to them: "Your Excellency the Duke's popularity is not very good, so there are not many blood clans who have good relations with him, and they generally prohibit their descendants from coming here."

"Why?" The female vampire was so shallow, she knew everything, and she didn't take the opportunity to ask more, I was really sorry for myself.

"Because Your Excellency the Duke and Lord William have a bit of a temperament... well, not very good. I heard that many descendants of other dukes died at their hands, and he will not show mercy to his disobedient descendants, so you'd better Be careful." She looked at Ansair, "But you have a third-generation blood by your side to remind me, so I don't think there will be any problems."

"Ans is a man after all, but he is not as gentle and careful as you. He didn't tell me this, not to mention that it is his first time to attend this kind of dance." Yannick smiled, with a little curiosity, "Then Lord William Well, will he be at the ball tonight?"

"I don't know either, it is said that there is something good at the dance tonight, so I think he will probably show up."

"Interesting stuff?"

"auctions."

"Taylor told me it was a weekly show."

"Oh yes, but he certainly didn't tell you that most of the auctions are very boring. Last time someone took out dragon scales for auction. God knows what it can do. We are not brewing magic potions human mage!"

"From your tone, today's auction may be very exciting?"

"Yes," the female vampire and Yannick got very close, their bodies almost touching each other, which made the Blood Duke behind him very upset. "I just heard that there will be an elf."

"Elf?" Isn't it a high-ranking priest?

Yannick's surprised tone pleased the female vampire. She picked up the cup in her hand and drank the thick liquid inside. "Do you want some, the best virgin blood?"

"I think it would taste better with some blanca tea." Yannick suggested solemnly.

"Oh, your taste is really special." The female vampire showed a thankful and insensitive expression.

Yannick said again: "We blood race and elves don't seem to have any enmity, so it's okay to provoke them rashly?"

"I don't know who caught it, I just heard it." She shrugged.

While they were chatting, the ball had already started, and the light waltz flowed out, and many blood races immediately joined the event.

"Let's go dancing too!" Anna pulled Yannick enthusiastically.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Anna, Anse is rather withdrawn. I'm afraid he won't be able to find a companion, so stay with him first. You go first, and I'll find you later!" Yannick pressed her hand and said softly.

"Okay!" The female vampire was full of regret. Since the vampire next to Yannick belonged to the same three-generation blood family as her, she couldn't rob him openly, so she had to go to dance first. She quickly found a handsome dance partner, and the two of them Hug together and fight fiercely.

"Your acting skills are so good, honey, I almost thought you were a real vampire." The man whispered into his ear.

"I can't embarrass you, can I?" Yannick squinted at him, "Stay away from me."

"Baby, you make me hard." The man seemed sure that Yannick would not embarrass him on this occasion, and even lightly licked his contours, which made the latter tremble slightly with sensitivity.

The behavior of the two seemed normal to others. This was originally a promiscuous dance party. In the corner of the hall, some people had already started hugging each other and making more explicit moves.

But the Blood Duke didn't go too far, he accepted it as soon as he saw it. "If it weren't for your lack of pointed ears, I even suspect that even if you acted as an elf, the elves would not be suspicious."

"Thank you for your compliment, but how could you say that you are a descendant of that Heinz? If it weren't for Anna's weakness, I'm afraid you would be exposed now." Only one drink was provided at the ball, a fresh virgin Blood, the silver-haired priest also picked up a cup and shook it slowly, with a look of enjoyment and pleasure on his face, no one who saw it would guess his true identity.

The Blood Duke smiled: "Among Walter's descendants, I only know Heinz, because I killed him."

Yannick: "..."

The man spread his hands: "He was one of the people who participated in the siege of me last time. You see, I am actually very kind and never take the initiative to attack people."

Yannick sighed: "I'm very worried about you, Mr. Ann."

"Honey, you don't want me to swell your mouth, do you?"

"Okay, Ans," the priest curled his lips and compromised, "Look at your brother, his descendants alone occupy more than half of Tren Town, maybe more than that, and you, you were hunted down by others I have to become a cat and hide beside me, the difference, tsk tsk, is really amazing!"

"Well, I don't deny that I'm hiding by your side, but let me justify the dignity of the Duke of Blood. Every generation of blood has its own sphere of influence. This is the default of other blood. Jasmine Port includes Troon Town This area is basically Walter's territory, and he will be very happy if he knows that I have come to his door."

"Your injury is not fully healed yet?" Yannick could hear the deep meaning in his words.

"There are more than enough people to solve this place for you, my dear, but you haven't let me suck blood for a whole day. A hungry vampire will be completely weak."

"There's enough blood here, you can drink until you burp." Yannick put the wine glass in his hand.

At this moment, the style of the dance music changed from brisk to passionate, but the blood races dancing in the hall stopped one after another and spread out, vacating a large area in the middle of the castle.

"You didn't even go to the dance!" Anna found out exactly where they were, and walked over quickly. Even though she was full of joy, her face was still pale and bloodless.

"We just watched the excitement, you know we are here for the first time, we haven't seen any scenes." Yannick laughed. "Have you found the right one-night stand partner yet?"

"No, are you going to invite me?" Anna winked at him.

"Well, if the prom's over and you haven't found something better than me."

In terms of flirting methods, the silver-haired priest was no worse than Ans, which made the Duke of Blood deeply depressed. This whole night, from entering the hall, the priest snatched all his lines and possible romantic encounters, but it made him even more depressed What's more, he was deeply jealous for this, but the object was not Yannick, but this female vampire.

Anna suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, which made her calm down a little, "Okay, we shouldn't continue chatting, look, the main event is coming!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a dull voice sounded, and a large piece of marble in the center of the hall suddenly collapsed. Then, with the rotation of mechanical gears, two people and a cage slowly rose from below.

This is……?

Yannick stared, surprised at the creature imprisoned in the cage.