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Night has come.

Probably it was going to rain, and ominous dark clouds covered the moon.

The sky and the sea mixed into a piece of pure black.

Steering into the darkness, the Jenny, floating in the ocean, shone brightly, like a beautiful and fragile lamp.

On the upper deck of the luxury cruise ship, a whole floor used as a dance floor and reception venue was cleared out. The men and women who had just finished a ball were dressed in gorgeous clothes, with half-face masks on their faces, and a small number of them held champagne and feather fans in their hands. , got together and laughed.

Viscount Burt, who stood at the door and looked inside, looked at them, licked his lips, and gave a tall and satisfied smile on his thin and haggard face.

"That's great, Jenny will be happy too..."

Viscount Burt gave a low hoarse laugh, then straightened his back and squeezed into the crowd amidst the greetings.

And his waiters and stewards quickly cleared out a prototype site for him.

Viscount Burt picked up the silver spoon and tapped it lightly on the goblet.

"Dangdang!"

A clear voice sounded, and the people around fell silent, looking at him curiously.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to this humble ball and exhibition on the Jenny, named after my future wife."

Viscount Burt saluted gracefully.

The gentlemen and ladies around laughed and applauded, and one or two small doubts were covered in the warm applause.

"Future wife? Viscount Burt's fiancée, Miss Jenny Fortling..."

"Who knows, hum, that poisonous woman!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, don't let the Viscount hear. We will leave after the exhibition. I always feel that Viscount Burt looks weird. There is still an exhibition about resurrection from the dead..."

"What are you afraid of? It's just some magician's tricks. Haha, is it possible that corpses can really be resurrected?"

"Uh, that's true..."

Suspicions quickly dissipated.

But they couldn't escape the ears of the disguised Neil and Dunalin.

Neil winked at Dunalin, and continued to stretch his neck to look forward, while the honorable Duke Francis stood behind him, his eyelashes drooping, he had no interest in human communication, and was even extremely bored.

Viscount Burt accepted the applause with a smile, said a few more words, and mentioned his beloved Miss Jenny. At this moment, Neil clearly heard a female voice suddenly laughing in the crowd. The Viscount heard it.

In an instant, Viscount Burt's pale and sallow complexion suddenly became extremely gloomy!

His smile disappeared completely, and his bloodshot eyes scanned the crowd as if trying to catch the mocking woman.

Because of his Caucasian skin, the two dark circles under his eyes are very obvious, just like a crazy bloodthirsty vampire!

After being stared at by him, many ladies avoided his gaze in fear, and gently covered their faces with feather fans angrily.

The crowd fell silent awkwardly.

Neil glanced at others, then at the person behind him, and whispered to Francis:

"Aris, why do I think this viscount is more like a vampire than you?"

Look at that sallow little face, scarlet eyes, tsk tsk.

Too much like the vampires in the horror movies he used to watch.

And look at the one behind him... It instantly changed from Western horror to Western romance.

And it's the kind of heroine who can't wait to hold the corner of her skirt and run wildly, shouting "'Oh~Aris sama, I am willing~'"!

puff--

Neil snickered from his heart.

And as if to see through his heart, Francis' dark red eyes swept across the side face of the chuckling young man.

The palm of the hand squeezed the naughty little blood bag's snow-white and slender neck.

Neil shrank his neck, thinking that the boss was displeased, and turned to stare at him.

"Why pinch me? It's... who made you look so good-looking."

If this face is exposed, I don't know how many people will rush to donate blood for "love" and hunt?

Maybe there's even a harem and kids... ugh.

Neil's smile froze: Damn, I suddenly got angry!

Francis looked at him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"I look good?"

"It doesn't look good!"

"But you just now..."

"No, no, I lied to you just now! In fact, Aris, you are so ugly and scary. You should cover your face when you go out in the future. If you want to torture, torture me!"

It’s best to only show it to me, so as not to provoke any bees and butterflies outside... Neil is so sour that he can tie his head to a donkey.

"Ah."

Francis put his hand on the back of Neil's neck again, stroking happily.

Neil accepted it listlessly.

On the other side, Viscount Burt had also adjusted his mood, showing a polite and indifferent smile again.

"Since everyone is already bored, why don't you let Jenny meet old friends in advance?" The Viscount raised his tone, and said to the steward with anticipation: "Go, invite the protagonist of our exhibition."

"Okay, sir."

After saluting, the steward led the people down in a hurry.

"Jenny?"

"Does the Viscount want to revive Jenny?!"

The crowd became noisy, and a few big-armed attendants pushed up a dark coffin. There was no Bible or cross printed on the coffin lid, and the name of the owner of the corpse was not engraved, as if it was just a coffin-like container.

But inexplicably, Neil and everyone around felt that there must be a lifelike woman lying inside, maybe she would push the lid open and come out by herself!

The ladies present exclaimed and hid behind the man in fear.

"Did Viscount Burt really dig out Jenny's body?!"

"But, but Jenny has been dead for half a year, so the body has already rotted away?"

"No matter how vicious Miss Jenny is, she shouldn't desecrate the corpse..."

"Yes!"

"It's too much."

Several male gentlemen had unhappy expressions, discussing with their wives or friends.

But Neil thought: It seems that Miss Jenny is not a good person, with such a low reputation...

But just as he was surprised, Viscount Burt dropped a big bomb on everyone!Shock everyone in place.

The viscount's skinny palm wearing a plain ring slowly brushed against the coffin, and even his cold eyes softened for a moment, then he pushed open the lid, and the coffin lid fell to the ground with a 'bang' bang!

Because the coffin was tilted towards the person, because this action immediately revealed everything inside.

"what--!"

Shrugging his shoulders timidly, he screamed and covered his eyes, for fear of seeing something horrible.

…but no.

Surprise sounds gradually sounded around, causing the terrified lady to be unbearably curious, she moved the palm in front of her eyes, and then was deeply shocked in place.

Even Neil and Dunalin stared at the female corpse in the coffin with disbelief on their faces.

No, that can no longer be called a female corpse...

In the coffin covered with red roses, a beautiful woman about 20 years old was wearing a white dress and a veil on her head, lying in it with her hands clasped on her chest.

Her long platinum hair is neatly coiled, her golden fan-like eyelashes are drooping, her nose is small and straight, her plump red lips are like fresh flower petals in the morning, and her face is peaceful... If her face is not too pale, even Neil would feel that This beautiful woman is just asleep.

"This, this is really Jenny Forlin? Is she not dead!"

Obviously she has been dead for so long, why...

She should have been covered in maggots long ago and rotted into a pulp!

Some people backed away at a loss, while others murmured, their eyes showing surprise and shock.

"A miracle... this is a miracle..."

How big a business opportunity is this to come back from the dead?

If it can be used - it could shake the whole of England!

"Viscount Burt, can it wake up?"

"Viscount Burt, can you take off the corpse's clothes, is there any mechanism on her body..."

"Does Viscount Burt really have the technology to resurrect from the dead?! Can you cooperate with my family? I can offer you any price you know!"

"And I!"

"I also--"

Frightened, greedy, skeptical, having thoughts that shouldn't be moved...

Neil watched the people's eyes sparkle, their faces grim because of interest or fear, and their footsteps moved forward in unison.The way they looked at the corpse made him shudder.

Only some older women frowned, as if they wanted to scold the dead for blasphemy, but there was nothing they could do.

Those who have lost a loved one or a loved one feel anxious and want to be at the forefront.

Others naturally refused, so the scene inevitably got out of control, quarreling, fighting, and even almost fighting!

Man is greedy and great.

Interest and love are the reasons for their ugly faces.

Even Dunalin was moved, his eyes were glued to it, and he didn't know who he was asking: "Can I revive Ya'an too?"

Neil: ...

no, I can not.

Aris said that it is impossible for people to come back from the dead, and even if they do, they are just monsters!Inverted H resource G source[]~(￣▽￣)~*all W is C stupid batch

Neil frowned deeply, feeling uneasy.

Viscount Burt admired the dogfight as if he saw the noble lady tearing and biting her skin, he couldn't get enough of it.No one even doubted or objected when he proposed to close all the gates and lights, leaving only one light to watch the resurrection of the corpse.

People were blinded and put their lives and necks in front of death.

The lights were quickly extinguished, and only a faint beam of light was cast from the head of the corpse. Mrs. Gina, whom Neil had seen before, appeared out of nowhere, drew spells at the feet of the corpse, and chanted ugly and weird spells.

The female corpse's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if about to open them.

The crowd was even crazier.

Even Dunalin forgot to stop the viscount's plan that he had agreed with Neil.

People pushed forward.

But Neil only felt that the beautiful female corpse seemed to open her mouth to bite the head of the nearest person at any time!

"do not go!"

"do not go--!"

That's a trap! ! !

Neil felt cold all over, and retreated from being shoved by the well-dressed 'devils', no one paid any attention to his screaming.

Until the hard chest on the back separated the crowd and became a support for Neil to rely on.

"Look, Neil."

The silky voice wrapped in ice whispered in his ear, kissed his earlobe intimately, and his fangs flashed past.

"This is human beings."

"........."

It took a long time for Neil to find his voice.

His throat rolled, and his voice was hoarse like someone else's.

"I, I can save them, I will remind them now, yes, even if it is a demon, Aris, you can-"

"Is he a demon?"

The man behind was laughing, but the words he confided were like the letter of a poisonous snake, licking and licking Neil until he trembled.

"Isn't it me?"

"Why save them and leave the stupid people behind is the right choice."

"And the mission I gave you is just to let you know the truth."

A trace of the cold and seductive smell of tobacco approached, and Francis hugged Neil from behind, his movements were extremely gentle like Neil's dream.

"Enjoy this farce with me, Neil. Only you, I will protect you..."

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[Key Points]

Francis' eyes were scarlet when he was using strength, and dark red at ordinary times.

And Francis doesn't like Neil now, but is just using Neil's favor towards him (yes, Neil's germ has been seen by the Duke) to keep tempting Neil to degenerate and make mistakes, and let him make choices in terms of humanity, The cruise incident is just the first hurdle.

Francis wasn't trying to turn Neal into a sane person.Instead, let him maintain a kind heart, put aside temptation, and constantly hone his truth, kindness and beauty (what the hell, cover your face)

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Although it is positioned in the Middle Ages (11th to 16th centuries), it is privately set up at the end of the 18th century and the 19th century, which is around the age of steam.

This is easier to write.

Anyway, that's what it means, it looks like it's cute, I love you guys!

ps: The duke, who took advantage of other people's feelings, went to the crematorium sooner or later! 】