Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

Mir Dewey Vandro is now considered one of the older blood clans, and his words have gained some weight in the past, but many people who know his life experience are still not ashamed of him.

He is similar to his elder brother Daniel Dewey Vanjoy in appearance, facial outline, height, hair color, eye color, even voice, and occasional posture. Although he deliberately imitated them, their personalities are very different. His identity was also obtained by praying to his elder brother to privately embrace him for the first time.Since Daniel was only a freshman at that time, the talent of Mir who was first embraced by him was not outstanding, and the power he gained was naturally weak.

The human beings who can be selected by the blood clan must be outstanding in one aspect. They have always only selected elites, such as the Giovanni clan. They love shrewd businessmen who are good at management, and the freshmen they choose are better able to manage the business within the clan. Another example is Torreto, they love art more, and they are more fond of humans with artistic talents.

In order to avoid the emergence of too many blood races with mediocre strength, and the inconvenience of upper-level management that is prone to minority party disputes, newborns who privately embrace human beings will be severely punished, a few will be expelled, and most of them will be executed secretly by the patriarchs.Of course, if the vampire you first embraced is powerful, it’s another story. After all, there are exceptions to many things.

This pair of brothers is an exception, because of the relationship between Daniel and Winster, they did not receive any punishment, and Mir was even awarded the title of Viscount. A vampire with status.

After Daniel's death, he took the throne smoothly, inherited his brother's territory and the title of earl, and had a place beside Winster.

Most of the reputation of the Ventrue clan's love comes from Winster's father, His Majesty Morrison Arnold Vendre, the former true king, and his only queen, Eleanor Rupert Torredo Vendre. His Royal Highness's beautiful love is still being sung to this day. He built a castle for her, piled jewels and flowers for her, and after his death, she left Winster, who was still young for the blood race, and followed him.

Because of their mutual love, the city of St. Cherier and Fort Eisenmis, which are now famous throughout the North continent, exist.Their love is gorgeous, lofty, and admired by everyone. At the same time, it is unswerving until death, so it is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Power is always desirable. When you have power, what you do can be considered 'correct' and 'beautiful'. Maybe many years later when they are together, some people will praise his long-term love and Sincerely, Mill thinks so.

But the character of the current real king is not as close as he shows. When you want to get close to him, or you think you are close enough, he will let you know that there is still a long distance between you. This goes on and on, like a certain law that is always abided by, he will not break it for you, he will not be impulsive for you, naturally, he will not be moved for you.

Everyone said that His Majesty the True King was his first love for Daniel, including Mir when he was young. After all, after Daniel's death, the young His Majesty the True King was really downcast for a while, although the turmoil of various ethnic groups made him recover quickly and be vigorous and rigorous. , polite and restrained style.

But actually no, it's not like that.

His Majesty the True King has never been tempted. The reason why he got close to Daniel was only because during that time, when he was young, he just came to power, and his mother followed his father. It was too sad. Daniel just appeared and stayed with him for a while.

Because after Daniel's death, Mir deliberately imitated his brother, but His Majesty the real king never looked at him with warmth, even if he saw Daniel through him.

He cannot be regarded as a substitute, because his brother also failed to win the heart of the young majesty.

Once Mill impulsively asked, which one did he prefer, Daniel or Winster?His Majesty the True King blurted out, "Responsibility." As he said this, a certain relationship between them prompted him to give them protection, but it was only responsibility.Just like all high-powered people do.

Since then, Mill, who was overwhelmed with grief, moved away from Eisenmisburg, returned to his own territory, and lived in seclusion ever since.However, hundreds of years have passed, and there is still no one around Winston, making him still have hopes and fantasies about him, but this hope is no longer exposed at will.

This time I came to Pure White Castle because I heard that the various races were not at peace during this period. Winster always dealt with complicated government affairs. If he was too restless, he might need his company.

This handsome silver-haired boy in front of him was just a naughty kid when we met last time. Seeing you now, Mir couldn't help being slightly stunned.

He has always only kept this blood slave in captivity, but His Majesty is too boring.

But those rumors about His Majesty the real king having an affair with the beautiful and precious silver-haired blood slave seemed to have a solid foundation after he saw him this time.Because the blood race is indeed a race that loves beauty. They love all beautiful things, elegant and upright postures, and gorgeous emphasis, that is, face control.

It's not that there are people with silver hair. Meg's light golden hair looks like silver hair from a distance under the dazzling candlelight, but it's really rare to see people with pure silver hair and silver eyes, and delicate birth.

His eyelashes are like frost and snow, long and curly, his skin is white and delicate, his nose is tall and narrow, his lips are red and full, and there is a little bead in the middle, which will appear when he purses his lips, and disappear when he is talking or laughing. The pair of sharp long eyebrows, even if they are stretched, they also bring a little pride and hostility. Looking at them, they look a little flirtatious and heartless, but when he looks at you seriously with those silver eyes, you seem to be caught by him again. He was deceived by his simplicity.

This kind of posture would not be something that one would have if he was inferior to others. He should be submissive, cautious, and pleasing to the eye with a low eyebrow, that would be in line with his status and status.

Walker stopped and saluted Mir, but Lan Yan turned a blind eye to him.

"Stop," Mill yelled.

Lan Yan was thinking about something, when she heard him shout, she asked back, "Is there something wrong?"

"Why didn't you salute me?" Mir asked. Since he left Eisenmeath, his style has not been as aggressive as before, but this is something in his bones. It just depends on whether he wants to attack or not.

"I don't know you, who are you?" Lan Yan said, he didn't know him, he had memorized the genealogy of the blood family, he just didn't want to do it, anyway, he expected him to do this a long time ago, and Winster would also He will not be punished.

Annoyed, Mir raised his chin and ordered to Walker, who was bowing his head: "You, tell him who I am?"

Walker was in a dilemma. He understood Lan Yan's character, and he also roughly understood the character of the Earl. The master refused to bow his head. When he answered, he felt a little compelled by outsiders to bow his head.

"It doesn't matter who you are?" Lan Yan said.

The entourage behind Mir was very angry and was about to make a move when Mir stopped him.

"You are Earl Mill Dewey Vanjoy." Walker said after quick thinking.

"Understood." Mir looked at Lan Yan proudly. "Low blood slave."

Lan Yan frowned, he understood that many people like to gain pleasure by trampling on others, this is the thing he has experienced the most since he came to this world.

"I see." He looked at Mir lightly, with some impatience in his eyes. "Anything else?"

Mir beckoned to the tall servant behind him, and shouted: "Joan, since he doesn't want to salute, then go and help him. See how straight his knees are and how hard his bones are."

Walker hurried forward to stand in front of Lan Yan, and shouted firmly: "Master Earl, absolutely not, if Master Lan Yan is injured, I am afraid that you will also be severely punished."

"Oh, yes, that kid from Buck's family got into trouble because of you." Mill snorted disdainfully and laughed wantonly.

"My lord, you are here." Meg Carter, dressed in black, appeared at the end of the corridor, bent slightly, with a respectful and distant attitude and a smile.

His arrival eased the silent conflict.

Mill nodded slightly towards Meg. Meg is someone close to Winster, and anyone should give him some face.

"Your Majesty is dining in the restaurant. Have you had dinner yet? I'll take you there." Meg said.

"Alright, I haven't had dinner yet," Mill said.Speaking of Winster, he dropped the blue smoke and followed Meg.

"Shall I take you to change first? The weather today is really bad..." Meg said.

Lan Yan watched them leave, and clenched the hand holding the book a little bit.

On the way back, Walker wanted to persuade him not to be so arrogant, and to bend down at the right time to protect himself, but seeing his ugly face, he still didn't say anything.

In fact, he probably understood Lan Yan's thoughts. Anyway, with His Majesty's connivance, why would he do those unnecessary things? Although he did it out of anger, it was to test Winster's bottom line at the beginning.

I just don't want to be by your side, if you insist on me being by your side, then you have to bear it.

Back in the small courtyard, Lan Yan went directly to Sally's room, but Sally wasn't there, so he put the books on his bed, and the servants' rooms all had nameplates, so there was no mistake.

He only ate a little for dinner, and he seemed to have a poor appetite, but his appetite was quite good at noon, which made Fu Li a little worried.

Lan Yan was sitting in front of the desk in a daze, Xiao Bai was lying at his feet, his tail was sweeping on his knees and sweeping the floor.It was already dark outside, and the rain was still falling. From time to time, lightning would tear the sky, and there was a loud thunder, like the catastrophe of the doomsday.Aliette was startled when she walked into the room, but Lan Yan still acted like nothing happened. She quickly put down the clothes in her hands, walked to the window and drew the curtains.

This is very good, Lan Yan thought, this is very good.

Last night didn't mean anything, the joy he felt was just because he was too lonely, and Winster should be too, so he called his lover to accompany him.It's nothing, he has lived two lifetimes, these things should have been clarified long ago.

He just inadvertently saw the glass window that was gradually covered by beige curtains, and his expression there was so unwilling that it made him tremble.