Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

"Sit down," he said.

The servant immediately pulled out a chair beside him and put on a new set of tableware.

Lan Yan sat down awkwardly, as if sometimes he wanted to save face in front of Winster, and sometimes he was really rude.

"There's your favorite lamb chops and clam chowder with mushrooms," said Winster.

Lan Yan didn't say a word, and buried himself in eating the dishes when they came out. When he was still growing, he was very hungry and could eat anything.

Winston also stopped talking, and there was only the crisp sound of plates and cutlery in the dining room.

A servant came in to announce and said, "Your Majesty, Flower Oliver is here, and he said he has something important to inform you."

"Bring him here," Winston said.

"Yes."

After a while, Oliver came over. He was stunned when he saw that Lan Yan was still present, and then saluted Winster. "Good evening, Your Majesty."

"Good evening, Oliver, have you had dinner yet?" Winster asked, wiping the corner of his mouth.

"I've eaten, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty, the matter is very important at this time, can you..." Oliver glanced at Lan Yan in embarrassment.

"No, just tell me," Winston said.

Hearing what he said, Oliver didn't hesitate anymore, and slowly took out a book wrapped in black silk from the dark blue satin overcoat, and handed it to Meg.

Winston opened it and his face became heavy. "Where did you find it?" he asked.

"The black market auction house in the city of Hasses, Your Majesty." Oliver is a speculator. He has been traveling all year round, has seen a lot, made many friends, and there are people he knows both openly and secretly in many cities.Hades City is the largest and most prosperous city in Giovanni's domain.

Seeing the change in Winster's face, Lan Yan also leaned over to take a look. The dark yellow pages were quite new, and some of the handwriting on them were blurred, and he couldn't read the clear parts.

"It is said that this book was stolen by a thief." Oliver said.

"Where did it come from? Where is the thief now?" Winster asked.

"He is already dead. He found my friend with this book and wanted to exchange it for 1000 gold coins. My friend didn't know what the book was, because no one knew the words on it. He thought he was a lion. You told me about it as a joke." Oliver said respectfully.He didn't know what the book was about, but Winster told him that he should inform him of any strange books he saw.

"Did he buy this book?"

"Yes, but he didn't ask where the book came from, because there are rules there, and things that flow into the black market can not be traced to the source. When I sent someone to find that kid again, I found that he was already dead. Oh my god," Oliver said.

"I see, thank you Oliver, what's your friend's name?" Winster asked.

"MacArthur Giles, Your Majesty." Oliver said with his head down. "He is the boss of the underground black market in Hasses City."

"Does he know your identity?"

"I don't know, Your Majesty, they all thought I was a lucky speculator." Oliver said.

"That's good," Winston said. "Pay attention to your own safety."

After the chunky businessman left, Lan Yan asked curiously, "What book is this?"

"The forbidden book "Palmedano", the text on it is written thousands of years ago by the blood race." Winster said.

"Written what?"

"Some prescriptions, as well as the records and cultivation methods of some rare herbs." Winster said.

"The medicine book? Then why is it called a forbidden book?"

"Because those prescriptions will only make us kill each other, and have no other benefit." Winston got up and walked to the fireplace, and threw the book into the fire.

The raging flames quickly devoured the pages of the book, and Winston stood with his back to Lan Yan, his figure a little lonely.He couldn't see his expression.

"Have you read that book?" Lan Yan asked.

"I read it thousands of years ago, and I can't forget it. At that time, this book was not a banned book, but my father ordered it to be destroyed throughout the country." Winster said. "Those who own this book now, regardless of whether they use it or not, will be punished according to the sixth commandment, killing relatives, conspiracy, and killing the whole family. The herbs used by Buck and the others are one of them recorded."

"That is to say, besides Buck, is there anyone else who is using the forbidden medicine above?" Lan Yan said in retrospect. "By the way, when I was imprisoned in the bunker, I told the maid. She said that someone offered Buck a herb that could quickly increase their strength. Buck may not be the real person behind the scenes."

"Well, he's just a stone to explore the way, and someone threw it out." Winster said.

To be honest, although Lan Yan rebelled against Winster, he actually didn't want Winster's status to change, or there would be any turmoil in Viaken.Because no matter what, humans must suffer, just like what happened last autumn and winter, many vampires fell into a mania inexplicably, and often attacked humans at night, making people panic.

What's more, Winster's status is unstable, which is not a good thing for him, because his status is too special.

"Chesterston will hold a wedding in the fall, let's go together," Winster said.Chesterton Lane Achamai is the prince of Achamai.

"Doesn't he have a queen?" Lan Yan asked.He remembered well the genealogy of the various clans of vampires.

"They separated," Winston said. "Take this as a trip, Lan Yan." He came back to his senses, looked at Lan Yan tenderly, there was something in his black eyes, something that made his heart beat faster. "Be happy, I can give you what you want."

Lan Yan seemed to have stopped breathing. He looked at Winster and touched his chest in a daze. "What?" Is that what he thought?

"What you want." Winston laughed.

Lan Yan stared at him blankly.

"Come with me to the theater tonight." He turned and left the restaurant. Even though there were flickering wall lamps every five steps on both sides of the corridor, Lan Yan still felt that there was darkness at the end.

When Winster stepped into the dark place, Lan Yan suddenly remembered that he had guarded this magnificent and lonely white castle for 1000 years alone.

Old Meg also left with her master, and gave Lan Yan a thumbs up before leaving, as if to praise him.

Lan Yan looked at the empty dinner plate, took off the napkin, and left.

The servant led Lan Yan back to the small courtyard, and Aliette had already changed into a black dress for the clothes she had prepared for going out.Walker and Brian are very happy, because they don't want Lan Yan to have conflicts with His Majesty the King.

Sally was waiting for him in the room with a book, ready to ask him some questions, but when he learned that he was going out, he could only leave.Before leaving, he told Lan Yan that he had already figured out what he wanted to do.

"What?" Lan Yan asked.

"I want to be a speculator." Sally looked at him with piercing eyes, with seriousness, hope, and warmth in his eyes.

"Why?" In Northland, the social status of speculators is extremely low, almost the lowest among all businessmen. People will always turn speculators into cunning and treacherous thieves who are willing to do anything for profit, uneducated The nouveau riche who can only hit luck and other things are associated together.

"I saw the rich merchant Flower Oliver. He is a speculator. I often saw him when the castle held banquets. He pointed me out. He said that he also grew up in Wakenbat when he was a child. I also saw him just now. He was dead, and he even stopped the carriage and said something to me."

"It's all about speculation. As long as you seize the right opportunity, you can get rich quickly, but it's not an easy thing." Lan Yan couldn't understand that Sally, who was a little rigid, would want to become a businessman. Keen intuition.

"I know, but this is my goal, I want to change myself, Lan Yan." Sally said with a smile.

"Okay, let's do our best." Lan Yan also smiled.Sally stretched out his hand, and the two touched fists.

Since then, Lan Yan has often found books on business management from Winster's library to show him, and asked Brian to take him with him, because Brian is well-informed and purchases books on a daily basis. Know a lot of knowledge that ordinary people can't understand.

The theater was the largest theater in the city, the Delulla Theatre. Lan Yan didn't say much all the way, although Winster even teased him a few times.

He had mixed feelings, recalling that when Winster said that he would give him what he wanted, his first reaction was not happy.

It wasn't until the carriage drove to the entrance of the theater where people were coming and going, that Lan Yan remembered that Winster's former lover Shelley was working here, and he suddenly became disdainful again, "Tch, why do you take him with you if you know a lover?"

Winston looked at his suddenly changing expression, rubbed his soft hair, and said, "Here we are, let's go down."

There is his exclusive box here. When they followed the theater staff leading the way to the door, they saw Shelley. He still couldn't forget Winster, because his current benefactor was just a businessman, and he was not good to him. The status is also low.Besides, he was no longer the leading male singer in the theater.

In this industry, there are also many young and beautiful children. Their immature and light voices are more likely to be sought after by people.

"Your Majesty." Shelley called out affectionately.He has put on his makeup and changed his clothes, because he is needed in the next drama.

The staff was very surprised, because Shelley hadn't come up to the VIP box area privately the past few times, because someone was watching him and he wasn't allowed to come up. Today, for some reason, he slipped up.

"Mr. Shelley? Hurry up and get ready, the theater will start soon." The staff urged.

"I know, I just want to tell Your Majesty that I have never forgotten you, even though you keep pushing me away, even though I can't help myself now, I really admire you, I love you."

This beautiful singer, in this dim corridor, in front of so many people, humbly trampled all her reserve under her feet, and confessed sincerely.