Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

Lan Yan knew Saint-Cheriere, which is the imperial city of the blood race, he frowned and swallowed the bitter soup, and asked, "Who is Master Torredo?"

"The attendant next to His Majesty the True King is also the youngest son of Prince Torredo, who has not been knighted yet, so we all respectfully call him Lord Torredo." Abe said.

"Why did he save me?"

"I don't know about this, but no matter what the reason is, you have saved your life because of this. This is a great blessing."

After serving Lan Yan and taking the medicine, Abei left with the wooden tray.

Lan Yan tried to get off the ground, his arms could move freely, but his body was still a little weak.That Master Hall's medical skills seemed really good, although he didn't know what kind of soup he was given, but at least he didn't bled him or put a few leeches on him.

He went to the window barefoot. This is a rural farm, the house is very quiet, and you can see the village, woods, and creek in the distance.

About two hours later, Abe came with Old Hall.

Rich Hall was a small, lean man with a cropped goatee and carefully groomed gray hair that was a little whitish on the sides. He wore a smart black double-breasted corduroy coat and carried a jet black A gilt-patterned pearwood walking stick.

He is 56 years old this year. He wears a pair of round-framed reading glasses. His thin face is always serious and harsh when he treats his servants. The light in his narrow and long eyes does not seem to be the benevolence of a doctor, but more like a businessman. treacherous.

At least that's what Lan Yan thinks, because he feels that the shrewdness in the old man's eyes is comparable to that of his father, the profiteer.

Old Hall thought that Lan Yan had fully recovered and only needed two more days of recuperation, so he invited him to have dinner at night.

In the evening, a servant came to help Lan Yan change her clothes, and brought a well-fitting little black dress with a white silk shirt and a white bow tie.

Xiao Xiaozai looked a little innocent, his long silver hair was carefully braided and fell behind his back, and the handkerchief exuding a faint fragrance was folded into squares and put in the chest pocket of his coat.

Lan Yan looked at himself in the mirror, this was the most decent outfit he had worn here.

The crystal chandelier with hundreds of small candles lit the huge restaurant brightly, the long dining table was covered with white tablecloth, and the silver tableware shone under the light.

Lan Yan was led by a servant, and before he got there, he heard the sound of conversation from inside.

"So Lord Touredo will come again tomorrow." The second daughter of the old Hall's family, Lilith Hall, said happily. She was wearing a long blue dress, and her long gray hair was covered by a hairpin inlaid with gemstones. Don't keep it behind your head, your pretty face is shining because you talk about your sweetheart.

"Not necessarily." Old Hall said with a smile. "I have to go to Eisen Castle to ask him first."

"That's great Daddy, that's great," Lilith said. "It would be even better if you could invite him to our house for dinner." After she finished speaking, she glanced at her ordinary-looking sister Nancy and said proudly. "Oh, and Lord Adrian, Nancy's favorite." She covered her mouth and giggled.

"I'm not as boring as you." Nancy Hall, the third daughter, folded her arms and sat upright on the polished wooden chair, disdainfully.

"Okay, okay, daughters, it would be great if you can all marry your sweetheart, but don't forget, they are all noble pure-bloods..." Mrs. Hall, Tabetha Bryan When Hall was about to deliver a long speech, he caught a glimpse of the blue smoke at the door and complained. "Is this the kid? Why come in without making a sound."

All eyes turned to Lan Yan immediately.

"Good evening." Lan Yan said.

From the servants, they knew how shabby the child was dressed when he came, and thought that this child who had never seen the world would show timidity when facing them, but Lan Yan didn't.

He held his head high, his posture was peaceful, his eyes were calm, and there was even a little unconscious arrogance between his brows, as if he was raised with money in Xunhao's family since he was a child, and he had a noble air.The people in the Hall family were secretly surprised.

"Sit there." Old Hall raised his chin, and the servant opened the chair under the long table, allowing him to sit with Old Hall's youngest son O'Connor.

Everyone has arrived, the servant brought a hot towel for cleaning hands, and then began to serve dishes one by one. Everyone is quietly looking at Lan Yan, watching his reaction, or waiting for his mistakes to see his jokes, Huo Mrs. Hall spoke first.

"Abbe said, you're from the slums of Kenbat?"

"Yes." Isn't it just eating an orthodox western food? Lan Yan, the top rich second generation in her previous life, has never seen anything or eaten anything.His meal movements were quick and elegant, and he didn't notice the aristocratic mentality of being overfed and full, because these were too familiar and taken for granted for him.

"What do parents do?" Old Hall asked.

"It's gone." Lan Yan said with a smile. "I haven't seen them."

Old Hall nodded. The blood race will select high-quality believers from among human children, and when they reach a certain age, they will embrace them as newborns.He thinks that Lan Yan is the chosen believer, otherwise, why would Lord Torredo ask him to do his best to treat him, the blood slave is not treated so well.What a lucky man, he sighed inwardly.

"Master Torredo, why did you go to the slums to select candidates?" Lilith glanced at Lan Yan with a slight distaste. "With so many excellent children from aristocratic families, aren't they better than people from dirty slums?"

"Lilith." Old Hall said unhappily. "Lan Yan is our guest, where is your etiquette? Is this how the teacher I hired for so much gold taught you?" In the end, his status will be much nobler than all of them.

"It's okay." Lan Yan picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth. "I don't care about it." He really didn't have time to pay attention to the intrigue of these people, he just wanted to have a good meal.

Lilith bit her lip aggrievedly, while Nancy smiled gloatingly.

In the evening of the next day, Old Hall took a carriage to Eisenmeath Castle, and took his eldest son Tours with him.Tours is 16 years old this year. He is tall and straight, and his face can be considered handsome. He is the child that Old Hall thinks is most likely to qualify for the first embrace.