Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

"I've been completely disappointed in the church," Noelle said. "When our relatives were slaughtered and our homes were plundered, what were the monks doing? They were just hiding in the crowd, trembling and chanting self-deceiving prayers."

Lan Yan turned around and looked at Noelle.The young man stood in front of the candlelight, his face was full of depression, hatred, and sadness that did not match his age...

Speaking of this, Lan Yan also finds it strange that Vinmons does not have an army of his own. Is it the long-term peace and the brainwashing of the church that make people forget the pain of thousands of years ago in comfort?A thousand years is indeed too long for human beings...

"But can you still face the blood race with a calm mind?" Lan Yan asked.

Noelle lowered her head and fell silent.

"When you go to Viaken, you will face more blood races. Let me tell you frankly, the blood races of Viaken are controlled by the true king and the commandments, but the status between the humans of Viaken and them Disparity. I think it might be even more uncomfortable if you go there."

Noel Sen is also a somewhat rebellious young man. He grew up in such a country where everyone has faith. His parents and relatives all believe in the gods here, but he has his own ideas. He is not as blind as others Heeding the words of the church can be seen from this.

"When you go to Viaken, if you want to be a decent gentleman, you have to deal with the vampires, and after this rebellion subsides, many new students will be brought to Viaken, and there may be people who kill you Relatives, can you bear this?" Lan Yan asked seriously.

Noelle clenched his fists tightly, the golden candlelight sprinkled on his black curly hair, making Lan Yan think of another person in a trance.

"You can't do it." Lan Yan said.

"Me!" Noelle raised her head abruptly.

"In Viaken, vampires are absolutely above human beings. If you murder vampires, you will be sentenced to death, and your family members may also be punished."

Noelle had tears in her eyes, her jaw trembling.

"I don't want to see you like this, how old are you?"

"23 is old."

23 Ah, in his previous life, he died at this age.

"You grew up in Wenmengs. Although you are not used to gentle monks, you have blood relatives here. Deep down in your heart, this land is still your home." Lan Yan said.

"Then what should I do? Can I just treat all this as a nightmare and fade away with time?" Noelle was powerless and angry.

"Of course not. You can choose to change her. If you feel that the Church is powerless to protect people and has no ability to lead Vinmons, then you can change her."

"How to change?" Noelle asked eagerly.

"You need to think about it yourself." Lan Yan said.

Lan Yan didn't sleep all night, and a black shadow finally appeared in the distance before dawn.He hurried downstairs, and those people also entered the courtyard.

At the front is the deployment of His Royal Highness the new Prince Willems Patrick Lesenbra and his entourage, on the left is His Royal Highness Prince Bowick Bruch and several of his elders, and then Hugh Tsmi Prince Hee, Prince Lieus Remuel...

Lan Yan's feet seemed to be nailed, his eyes widened, and he tried hard to find that unusually dazzling vampire among the crowd.

"Why are you the only ones coming back? Where's Your Majesty?" His Royal Highness Prince Mesfield asked.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty was captured by them..." said His Royal Highness Prince Lieus Remuel, who was also a very low-key prince.

Lan Yan suddenly became dizzy and swayed. Noelle wanted to support him, but Kieran took the first step. "What's going on?" he asked weakly.

Willims said: "They built a complex underground palace with traps under the Pope's Palace in Pergata. His Majesty rushed in first, and..."

"It's impossible, he is a true king, possessing supreme power, how could it be so easy..." Lan Yan murmured.

Mesfer glanced at the east and said, "Go ahead, the sun is about to come out."

A group of people entered Lan Yan's study, and told them everything they encountered after entering the city.

Lan Yan slumped in the soft chair, still refusing to believe it. What these people said was too simple. How could Winster fall into such a simple trap? Who can catch him? Who is his opponent? ?

The sun came out, and they drew the curtains to block out the dazzling light.

"Are you planning to go back?" Lan Yan asked in disbelief.

Several people who were discussing stopped and looked at Lan Yan.

"Of course not," said Masefield. "It's just that His Majesty is currently in their hands. We can no longer attack them at will. We are currently passive, and they will definitely make some demands based on this."

"No, they won't." Lan Yan remembered that Winster said that those people would be executed by him, but now he himself fell into the hands of the other party. As long as there is a chance, those people will definitely kill him. "They'll kill him," he said. "Because for them, no condition is worth as much as Winston's death."

Lan Yan glanced at their faces, they didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

"I want you to rescue him tonight."

"Humans have no right to order us," said His Royal Highness Prince Willems.

"I'm not ordering you, this is your responsibility as a subject!" Lan Yan said loudly, his eyes were red.

"Of course we will rescue His Majesty, but, Noelle, it's better to help your master back to his room. He hasn't slept all night, so it's time to take a good rest." Mesfield said.

Noelle hesitated.

"I'm not leaving!" Lan Yan shouted.

Mesfell waved his hand, and his two attendants walked over from the door, abruptly holding Lan Yan up.

"What are you doing!" Lan Yan struggled and was dragged up. Noelle looked anxious, but didn't dare to fight the vampire. "When Winster comes back, I will tell him how you treated me!"

He threatened fiercely, but these princes remained indifferent, and a strong fear surfaced in his heart

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"Wait!" Powick yelled.

Lan Yan immediately looked at him hopefully.

"The old fortune-teller once said that another true king was a ghost when he was a human being. Would you accept First Embrace and test it for us?"

"What does it have to do with this?" Lan Yan was worried and puzzled.

"If you are really another true king, it might be much easier to rescue His Majesty." Mesfield said.

"And what if I'm not?"

"It's not you and you have nothing to lose. You will become one of us. No matter what His Majesty the real king is, you can have your own status."

Lan Yan felt as if his throat was blocked, so that he couldn't say anything to refute or agree.

"If you don't want to, then please go out, we will not allow a human to dictate to us." Prince Bowick Bruch said indifferently.

After the two blood races brought him back to the room, they locked the door and shut him up.

"What do we do now?" Noelle asked, but fortunately Noelle was still following him.

"It seems to me that they don't want to save Winster." Lan Yan said.

"Probably not, they just haven't discussed a good way yet." Noelle said.

Lan Yan opened one of her suitcases, and it was full of bombs wrapped in oiled paper and hemp rope.

"What's this?" Noelle asked.

"This is a bomb." Lan Yan said. "It's a very powerful weapon."

"how to use?"

"I'll tell you if you'd like to go with me to rescue Winster."

"We're going to use this thing against the blood race?" Noelle asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Lan Yan said. "They won't negotiate with us. Letting Winster back is equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain, because they know that as long as Winster exists, they will have to deal with them sooner or later. Except for Winster, the power of other princes Comparable to them, they are not enough to crush them. It takes a lot of energy and time to completely expel and kill them. What's more, they also have many new students now. If those new students know that the real king has been captured by them, I'm afraid I'll defect immediately." There seemed to be a hand in his mind, quickly helping him to sort out the current situation, the more urgent and flustered it became, the clearer it became.

Noelle picked up a pack of bombs, carefully observed and stroked, this should be a good thing, he thought. "By the way, they just said that you are another true king? What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, it's just a non-existent thing that an old man said." Lan Yan stared at him and said. "You find an excuse to go out in a while, and help me find some young people. If you can persuade them to go with me, I will tell you the ratio of this thing."

"how do you want to do it?"

"We leave here at noon and go into town..."

After a while, Noelle went out with an excuse to bring breakfast for Lanyan.

Lan Yan sat in front of the window, looking out, the sun was so bright, but the deserted villages and fields overgrown with weeds in the distance were so decadent.

Finally there was a knock on the door, he stood up excitedly and shouted, "Come in."

"Master Lan Yan." Kieran Sloat McAvian called as he opened the door.

Lan Yan frowned, leaning on the back of the chair and taking a step back. "What are you here for? Have you discussed what to do next?"

Kieran closed the door, and Lan Yan watched his action in horror, her heart began to beat wildly.

"We plan to keep some people here and some people to go back." Kieran approached him with a pale and malicious smile.

"You gave up on Winster just like that?" Lan Yan backed away.

"We'll just have to wait and see, can't we? It's okay to piss off Hoxlett, oh, Hoxlett, but you know, Bradley's a real lunatic, and he's always saying he's going to He doesn't know what he's doing."

Lan Yan stuck to the table, there was no way to retreat.

"But you're right. I guess His Majesty the True King really has nothing to gain. He treats his people too harshly. In fact, everyone is dissatisfied, but because of his terrifying power, they can only choose to submit."

"No, Winster is showing mercy to you guys. If I were him, I would kill all the freshmen who participated in the rebellion!" Lan Yan shouted.

Kieran shrugged. "It's a pity that you are not, and the real king is not here, so we can only go back to our own families and do our own thing."

He gradually approached him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he greedily sniffed the smell of his body beside him. "Why don't you accept my first embrace, you are the real king and I will be the first to swear surrender to you, if not, you will become my lover, and there will be no real king in the future. It's no different around him."

"Get out." Lan Yan roared, and dodged to avoid him, but was immediately caught back and leaned against the wall.

"When Winster comes back, I will definitely let him kill you..." he gritted his teeth.

Kieran pressed close to his ear. "Unfortunately, they are already planning to give up on him."

"I won't give up!" Lan Yan's eyes were filled with tears of resentment.

"What beautiful silver eyes," Kieran praised. "The purest gem in the world is not as good as one ten-thousandth of it." Afterwards, he kissed his trembling eyelashes.

"Get out!" Lan Yan turned her head to avoid struggling.

"Resist. The more you resist, the more I'm interested, because that's what stimulates me. I think it was because of your resistance that you were able to attract the attention of the real king?"

"You don't deserve to be compared with Winster!" Lan Yan shouted.

Kieran grinned his scarlet lips, showing his fangs, and sneered. "I don't deserve to be compared with him? Chasing excitement is the instinct of blood race, baby~"

The vampire opened its mouth and was about to bite down on the boy's slender and fair neck.