Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

Lan Yan stared at his legs and asked in surprise, "What happened to your legs?"

"Lan, Lan Yan, it's really you." Sally stood far away without trying to get close to Lan Yan. sad face.

"After you left, in order to avenge you, he fought with Brown and the others, and his leg was injured." Little Griffin said.

Brown Adams, Lan Yan still remembered the hooligan who robbed him of money and led someone to beat him.

At that time, he acted a little recklessly, but Sally was much better at judging the situation than he was. He never thought that the weak and timid Sally would desperately go to avenge him.

"Where is he?" Lan Yan asked angrily.

"Who?" Little Griffin asked.

"Brown Adams, where is he now?"

"Huh? He died two years ago." Little Griffin said. "Two years ago, he robbed a drunk man's wallet and was beaten to death by that drunk man in the street. That man was not easy to mess with. He thought that man was drunk and had no energy. Who knew that man beat him like crazy, three or four No one can hold back."

"Lan Yan, I'm fine." Sally said. "The night you left, we searched for you for a long time, and finally Leslie told us that you were taken away by the blood clan. Is he your master?" Sally was referring to Winster behind Lan Yan.

"No." Lan Yan said quickly.

"Then you, have you accepted the first hug now?" They all thought that Lan Yan was taken away because the vampire chose him.

"No, you, how have you been these past few years? I just happened to come here, so I came to look for you." Lan Yan said.

Sally has been working in Old Griffin's restaurant since his leg was broken. Old Griffin is not a bad person and did not treat him harshly. Even though he was tall and strong, it was not bad to be able to eat a solid meal in Waikenbat, not to mention that Old Griffin paid him wages.

"I, I'm okay." Sally said shyly. "Except for the inconvenience of the legs."

"Lan Yan, did you come to Sally to take him to enjoy the blessing?" Little Griffin said.

"Ah?" Lan Yan was a little confused, he saw Sally became nervous and flustered because of what Little Griffin said.Indeed, in their eyes, with his gorgeous clothes, he jumped out of the poor state of starvation and jumped into another class of admiration.

But when he came to Sally, he just wanted to come and see how he was doing. If he was still hungry, he would take him away. After all, Sally and him depended on each other for the first month when he came to this world. He is also very caring and a true friend.But now, Sally has a job...

Lan Yan looked at Sally's expectant look, and felt that he was a little bit stuck, after all, his own future was still unknown.

"I'm very satisfied with my life now. Fortunately, you took me to have a good relationship with Old Griffin, otherwise I, ah, I don't know what will happen to me now." Sally said with some embarrassment. "Maybe I'll starve to death. After all, no one here will give a dirty cripple alms."

He bent down to help the stool, and began to sit down and wash the pile of greasy bowls again. He was disappointed, and looked lonely, and the joy of meeting friends was gone.

"I'll take you away." Lan Yan blurted out.

His heart softened, and one afternoon, two children put their arms around each other and said that they wanted to share the blessings.

Sally froze.

"I'll take you away, are you willing to come with me?" Lan Yan said, he didn't look at Winster's reaction, anyway, Winster would definitely agree.

"Yes, of course I would!" Sally looked at Lan Yan and said happily.

Lan Yan also laughed. "Okay then, we're going back to Saint-Cherier tonight, you go and pack your things quickly."

"Okay, I..." Sally stood up immediately, but Little Griffin said a little unhappy: "I understand your intention to follow Lan Yan, but you can't leave suddenly like this, otherwise our kitchen will be busy." But come here, you stay for a few more days, at least we can find someone to replace you."

Sally looked at Lan Yan, and Lan Yan said: "Okay, Sally, you can stay until someone replaces you, and I will send someone to pick you up." He turned to look at Winster when he said this. "Are you right, Winster?"

If his request is not met, there will probably be trouble again, and Winster doesn't want to coax him. In short, their harmonious relationship in the past few years depends on Winster's relaxation of restrictions on him and indulgence of his connivance. The thread held in his hand tightened a little, and the relationship between the two immediately returned to the previous state of tension.

Winston nodded. "I'll ask Cromwell to send someone over." His clothes looked no different from those of ordinary nobles, expensive black satin material, and the decoration had no obvious identity mark.

However, the city lord, Cromwell Hudson, Duke of Vanjoy, and these people all knew the name, and suddenly showed surprise, respect, shrinking, and bewildered eyes and expressions.When they heard Lan Yan calling Winster just now, they thought they heard it wrong, wasn't it the Winster they thought?That is the name of His Majesty the True King.

"Well, then let's go first, Sally, goodbye." Winster had long been impatient, and Lan Yan felt it when he was on the road.

The two hurriedly knelt down to salute, but when they looked up again, there was no one at the door.

Lan Yan had already been dragged into the carriage, and shouted unhappily: "What are you in a hurry for? Everyone is here."

His Majesty the King said: "I'm not like you, I'm very busy."

The carriage moved staggeringly, Lan Yan saw the little Griffin chasing him out, and waved at him.

"Let me make it clear to you. Although Sally is my friend, he is also your subject. If I do something that makes you unhappy in the future, you must not blame him." Lan Yan said .

"That depends on what's going on," Winston said.

Lan Yan rolled her eyes.

"By the way, Donna stole my money and beat me, how did you deal with it?" He asked again.

"Kill it," Winston said.

"What?" Lan Yan asked in surprise.

Winston leaned on the feather cushion calmly, and that light sentence clearly proved that killing a criminal slave is not a big deal in this world.

It's just that Lan Yan couldn't accept it. Although he hated Donna, he never thought that she would die.

"I want Sally to follow me." Lan Yan said.

"What can he do for you?" Winster looked at Lan Yan and said. "Or do you want to serve him?"

"Then I don't care, you have to pay him, and you can't discriminate against him."

"He hasn't learned how to serve others, he can only do some rough work." Winster said.

"I don't need him to serve me. I have hands and feet, so I can do it myself." Lan Yan said.

Winston closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to him. In fact, this man has gotten used to the things around him and everything goes well in the past few years. He said he came by himself, but in the castle, there is nothing that is not done by the servants. Prepared in advance, the matching of daily clothing and jewelry, changing and baking of bedding, food taste preferences, things he is used to, which one is not carefully prepared by the servants?He thinks that everyone can do whatever they want like him, does he have fish and meat every day if he wants to have fish and meat every day?

In fact, the good things that the servants eat are all leftovers after the master has eaten the meal.

Of course, if it wasn't for Lan Yan, the servants who were close to him would have eaten the same meals as ordinary servants.

Lan Yan always felt that the most aggressive part of Winster's whole body was his eyes. When his eyes were closed, the sharp edge of the whole person would be reduced a lot.

Lan Yan quietly approached him, getting closer, getting closer...

Winston grabbed his wrist, but did not open his eyes, like a dozing lion. "What?" he said.

"Seduce you." Lan Yan said with a smile.

Winston snorted coldly. "childish."

Lan Yan raised her eyebrows and shook off his hand. "I'm just teasing you. In the past few years, I haven't seen your little lover much. Could it be? Hey? Are you really so indifferent that you don't want to do that kind of thing for a few years?" He asked curiously.

Winston opened his eyes and looked at Lan Yan up and down. "You have really grown up, do I need to find you a woman?"

"No need." Lan Yan hooked the corner of her mouth, looking as if she didn't want to be beaten. "I eat both men and women."

"Oh? So that Sally just now..."

"What are you thinking? Sally is so simple, he is my friend!" Lan Yan said angrily.

Winston laughed wantonly, closed his eyes again, and hated Lan Yan so much that his teeth itch.

They returned to Cromwell's castle, joined the others, and set off towards Saint-Cherier.

It was clear and cloudless yesterday, and the moon was high at night.It was only about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when they returned to Eisenmeath Castle, and once again Lan Yan was impressed by the stability and punctuality of the Wenzihao express train.

It was still Meg who brought the servants to welcome them in the square, and returned to this familiar place again, Lan Yan found herself feeling a little complicated and unspeakable.It's like a cage, but Walker and Brian's faces are so cute and amiable.

The daytime supervisor Brian arranged for him a personal maid—because Lan Yan is not yet of age, it is normal for the noble young masters here to be served by maids or nannies before they become adults. On the valet.

The maid's name was Elliott Smith, she looked quite well-behaved, and looked more stable than Donna.

The room was still the same as before, it was late at night, the heavy curtains were closed, the fireplace was burning vigorously, and the cold wind of early spring was still blowing outside, but the room was warm, the bedding had been toasted, and the blue smoke was replaced. Good pajamas, lie down and fall asleep.

Walker moved the cot into his room again. After what happened last time, they were all terrified, and even suspected that there were spies in the castle, because they suspected that Donna was a spy. Of course, old Meg checked later, and there was no , that incident was a complete coincidence.