Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

It took Lan Yan more than a month of recuperation before his body fully recovered. During this period, he was taken care of by a maid named Trieste Carter.

Trieste is a beautiful red-haired woman with a plump and graceful body. She is alone with an illegitimate child who also works in the White Castle. The name is Cecilia. Lan Yan has met him several times and is six years older than him. Now He was already a very tall and strong boy.

Eisenmis is very magnificent, she looks like a fantasy castle under the sun, covering a huge area, and the place that Lan Yan is familiar with is less than a corner of her.

Trieste had already told him the rules in Pure White Castle these days.

There is Winster’s bedroom on the third floor of the main castle, the study is on the second floor, and next door is the library with a rich collection of books by the royal family. The chief steward, Meg, and Winster’s two distinguished attendants also live on the second floor. The lower vampires live in the tower on the left side of the main castle. The places mentioned above belong to the restricted area during the daytime. No matter what happens, they cannot easily enter during the daytime.

And they are now on the right side of the main castle.

"What will happen if you disturb them?" Lan Yan sat in the small courtyard, watching Trieste knitting a sweater for her son.

Trieste shrugged. "Terrible things will happen. The blood clan adults who wake up from the daydream will be very manic. There was once an unlucky ghost who went to the tower, woke up one of them, and was torn to pieces on the spot."

"Isn't it?"

"So, don't run around anymore, we can't bear the consequences of offending them." Trieste raised her eyebrows.

With this tone, Lan Yan always felt that she was trying to scare her deliberately. Trista has been complaining about his running around these days.

"By the way, today is the exile day of the old Hall's family. Do you want me to take you to the gate of the city to watch the fun? After all, their family treats you like that."

The Old Hall family was charged with 'disobedience and murder' and their land was taken back, and they were exiled for life.The subjects exiled by the real king will no longer be accepted by any lord, and can only beg and wander for life.

"Actually, I still don't know why they want to kill me." Lan Yan said.

"Fool, they thought you were a freshman and wanted to snatch your spot." Trieste laughed. "I really don't know why they think that."

"Oh? Am I not?" Lan Yan asked.

"No." Trieste affirmed. "The first requirement when they select young children to raise them is that they need to be physically strong, because such children are not easy to die young, and the hard work they cultivated will be lost."

"You have skinny arms and legs, you are not healthy at all, they look down on you." Trieste looked at Lan Yan critically.

"But don't all children have thin arms and legs?" Lan Yan said.

"Who said, our Cecilia was very strong when he was your age, he is much taller than you."

"Okay, then what did they save me for?" Lan Yan propped her chin with both hands, the afternoon sun was dancing on his half-loose silver long hair.

"I don't know about that." Trieste put the wool into the basket. "Are you going? If you don't go, I will go. This day is too boring. I have to go and see this excitement. Old Hall often shows off his children in the city, as if his children have become blood clans Like adults, even though I have only seen him twice, his proud and arrogant look has been engraved in my mind, and I want to see what his expression is at the moment."

"Then I'll go with you, I haven't gone out for a stroll yet." Lan Yan said.

"Okay, I'll go and see Cecilia. He should be free now. I'll ask him to borrow an ox cart from Kevin. Let's go together." Kevin is her lover at the foot of the mountain.

The old Hall's family was so famous, there were as many people who went to see him, and half of them were nobles in the city.

The main road in the west city was full of vendors and pedestrians, and many horse-drawn carriages covered with silk cloth were parked by the side of the road, and the ox cart borrowed by Cecilia could only be parked in a restaurant far away from here.

"Horses are expensive animals. We ordinary people can't afford them. Only nobles can own them." Trieste said.

Cecilia opened the way for them in the front, and Tristan followed behind him with a blue smoke. From time to time, a man whistled flirtatiously at the beautiful Triste, and Triste would return a wink and a shy smile, while she His son Cecilia would stare at those men fiercely, warning with his eyes.The young man has grown into a man, but he is somewhat intimidating.

"By the way, Trieste, what will happen to the servants and slaves in their manor after Hall's family is exiled?" Lan Yan thought of the blond and fat maid Abe.

"Their manor and mansion have been taken back by His Majesty, and the Master Manager will send someone to take care of them. Why do you ask this?"

"Nothing." Lan Yan said.

It may be because there is so little fun in this era. Before the prison opened, the streets were already full of people. Trieste had pity on Lan Yan who was too short to see anything, so he asked Cecilia to carry him up. So Lan Yan sat on Cecilia's neck.

The people at the front became agitated, and the prison van came out.The old Hall family sat in the car with their heads bowed and shackled, not daring to raise their heads at all.

"Where will they be sent?" Lan Yan asked.

"Boundary." Trieste said. "It will be difficult for their family to have a bright future this time."

Compared to Trieste, who gloated at other people's misfortune, Lan Yan was very calm.It's just that when Old Hall's second daughter Lilith saw him and showed a hellish expression, she still felt a little dark in her heart.

"Dad, look quickly, there." Shirley tugged at Old Hall's clothes. "He's still alive."

Old Hall raised his head, his old face full of disbelief.

Lan Yan grinned and raised her middle finger towards them.

"What does this gesture mean?" Trieste asked.

"International friendly gesture, that's what our people call it." Lan Yan said.

Hoover Bryan's adopted bitch had given birth, and it was in the storage room behind their kitchen. When they returned, they happened to meet Hoover who had moved the kennel to the grass in the corner to let them bask in the sun.

Clumsy little paws, black eyes, pink and tender round belly, and fluffy little round head, from time to time it makes a cute whining sound, and even the trembling little tail is full of loveliness.

There were five puppies in total, four were black, one was all white, and Lan Yan couldn't walk, so she squatted aside and watched seriously, who could refuse a fluffy cub.

Oh little thing, why did you run out of ink when you were born, who is your father, so cute!Really wanting to hug and hold her high, Lan Yan endured the excitement in her heart, and slowly approached the nursing bitch, boldly.Just touch it, just touch it.

The bitch bared her teeth and let out a threatening growl.

"Hey, kid," Hoover Bryan warned as he came out of the kitchen when he heard the voice. "Don't touch it."

His voice sounded more ferocious than a bitch, Lan Yan shyly withdrew his hand.

Trieste saw this scene on the second floor and laughed loudly. After Lan Yan went back, she taught: "You are stupid, those puppies, Brian values ​​his life more than his life, if you rush to hug them They, I guarantee he'll hit you hard with that four-inch iron rod he has in his room."

"I won't hurt them." Lan Yan said innocently. "May I ask him to give me one?"

"Then you don't have to think about it, he is too stingy, so he won't give it to you, not to mention, where do you want to raise it? Those animals are not allowed in our house." Trieste said. "You can wait until Brian goes out to play with his puppy. Brian goes out shopping every morning and doesn't come back until noon."

"Okay." Lan Yan found a chair and put it in front of the window sill, knelt on it, and looked at the puppy on the grass below.

Perhaps because of childhood, dogs meant happiness and warmth to Lan Yan, and after hearing those words from Trieste, his heart was about to move.He thinks he can understand the idea of ​​people who suck cats and dogs from clouds to steal pets in groups, because at this moment, he also wants to do the same.

Trieste didn't give him a drink, and there were no beauties here for him to indulge in. The only thing that bothered him were the puppies.

On a sunny morning, he stayed outside the kitchen to bask in the sun, watching Brian and other servants take a carriage to the city below the mountain to do some shopping, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The litter of puppies had already been moved by Brian to the cabin behind the castle. Lan Yan defiantly opened the door and found that the bitch was not there, only the puppies sleeping in the den were left.That location is just under the windows of the wooden house, so they can get plenty of sunlight.

Seeing the puppy sleeping soundly and barking childishly from time to time, Lan Yan's heart was constantly bubbling with cuteness.

So cute, woo woo, let me take a sip, just one sip.

Lan Yan sat down beside her, excitedly picked up the little white dog, put it in her arms, and stroked its round dog's head.

The puppy stuck out its pink tongue foolishly, licked his palm twice, and made a whining sound.

It's so good, it's not afraid of people at all, Lan Yan hugged it happily.

But the good times didn't last long, and it didn't take long for him to hear the barking of a big dog outside.

He hugged the little dog and opened the door to see, darling, the big dog is back. This dog is a big dog, half the height of a person on all fours, and has the blood of a wolf dog. When he saw Lan Yan hugging his cub, he was very imposing Heading towards him, roaring wildly as if he was about to eat two blue smokes.

He is risking his life to rua the dog.

Lan Yan panicked, and forgot to put the puppy down, just hugged the puppy and ran away.

Seeing the bad guy running away with her child in her arms, the bitch chased even more fiercely.

The servants came out when they heard the noise, but the bitches who were looking crazy didn't dare to go up to stop it directly, and this dog was the dog of Hundred Days Overseer Brian, so they didn't dare to beat it casually.

"Lan Yan, Lan Yan, come here, hurry up and catch that dog." Trieste shouted anxiously, although she didn't tell Lan Yan, but only she knew that Meg, the chief manager, wanted her to take care of Lan Yan. The thing that I solemnly confessed when I smoked was not to let him get hurt, and not to let him go.

Seeing the distance between a person and a dog getting closer, Lan Yan could almost hear the sound of the bitch snorting, the puppy was hugged tightly by him, a little uncomfortable, and began to struggle and bark, but Lan Yan didn't dare to stop , he ran past Trieste, and Trieste screamed at the dog in fright: "You bad dog, stop now! Cecilia, find a way to stop him!"

"Go and find the remaining puppies," said one of the servants. "Maybe the bitch sees the other kids stop."

"Then hurry up, if Master Lanyan gets hurt, you won't be able to bear the blame." Trieste urged.

Lan Yan was chased to no avail, and ran into the castle in a panic.

As mentioned earlier, the pure white castle Eisenmeath covers a large area.

She has tower attics, many kitchens, ballrooms and dining rooms, banquet halls, throne halls, council halls, sanctuaries, large and small bedrooms, study rooms, storage rooms for various functions, wine cellars, barns, interrogation rooms, weapons More than 600 rooms of chambers.

The area where no one lives is huge.Except for the vampires, among the humans working here, only the day supervisor Brian can't get lost in this labyrinth-like castle.

Lan Yan ran up to the second floor wheezing, the extremely fast running made his ears rumble, the flowers in front of his eyes were confused, and his heart was about to jump out of his heart.

He ran along the corridor covered with murals. The decoration here was extraordinarily luxurious, and the floor was covered with expensive red woolen carpets. The door of the room was not closed properly, so he dodged and hid in, secretly rejoicing that he escaped unharmed.

But what he didn't know was that the wolfhound didn't continue chasing after reaching the stairs, but just circled in circles helplessly, whining.