[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Albert's awakening was a strange event for the other monarchs in hell.

But that doesn't include Lucifer.

As the head of the monarch, and he has also made a contract with him regarding the recognition of Albert's identity, so when an extremely weird fluctuation erupted from Albert's palace, Lucifer just froze for a moment, then raised his head and exhaled. Drinking the mellow black tea cup slowly.

The heart belonging to Samael is constantly releasing vitality, a kind of desperate vitality.

Bai Mo sat in the carriage, leaning lazily on Albert.He looked at a snow-white wool ball in his hand and felt a little funny.

This is the soft fur that the sheep plucked from itself. At that time, it held the wool ball with its horns, and tears flowed from its eight eyes: "Little bat, we can't go to the human world with you, but you want to Miss me. This is for you, you can hold it when you feel bored, it’s very soft.”

Bai Mo could only pat its head dumbfounded.

The lion snorted coldly: "It's not that I won't come back, it's embarrassing to cry like this."

Bai Mo took the fur balls, thanked them sincerely, and left hell with Albert.

It was daytime when we returned to the castle in the dense forest, but there was a lot of fog in the woods, covering the already dark and damp forest so that no sunlight could penetrate.

Bai Mo had never looked at this place seriously, so he showed Albert a mischievous smile, and suddenly jumped out of the carriage lightly.

Hearing the whistle in the carriage, the black horse stopped obediently. Albert stroked its smooth fur and raised his hand. The pure black carriage twisted into black mist, waiting for it to condense again , it has become a ring on Albert's finger.

The steed gave a happy cry and ran into the depths of the forest

"We haven't been like this for a long time, take a walk with me."

Bai Mo suddenly jumped out from behind Albert and hugged his waist, his coquettish appearance reminded Albert of the young little blood race many years ago.

When they met for the first time, the young Kindred seemed to have sneaked out, dressed in expensive fabrics, but curled up in a pile of dirty ashes.Looks like a lost little prince.

He wanted to take Bai Mo out, but found that the other party was shaking his head desperately. The "little prince" looked at the sunlight falling a few steps away, his face was full of fear.

So he waited with Bai Mo until sunset.When he approached Bai Mo for the first time during this period, Bai Mo scratched a long bloodstain on his arm.

When the last ray of sunlight disappeared, he reached out his hand to Bai Mo again, and Bai Mo finally did not refuse.

At night, under the dim oil lamp, he saw Bai Mo's sharp fangs when he gnawed on the bread.

"This child is not human."

Afraid of the sun, with fangs, and unbelievably beautiful.

——It’s a blood race.

When he realized this, goosebumps all over his body stood up, but when Bai Mo licked his fingers and looked at the small half of potato in his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Can I have some more?" Suddenly I don't feel scared anymore.

He pushed his dinner over, seeing Bai Mo eating happily, couldn't help but rubbed the hair of the little blood race.

Bai Mo didn't refuse, and even rubbed his palm dependently.

The soft touch from the palm of his hand spread from his fingertips to his heart, so he showed a warm and touching smile that was not inferior to that of the blood race.

The little blood race's entire face turned red, but he didn't notice it.

Bai Mo didn't take the initiative to tell him his identity, so he pretended not to know, but chose the time for the two to go out together after sunset.

"There's nothing better than a walk in the moonlight," he explained.

A few months have passed, and the little blood clan is still complacent. "It seems that it's not that difficult to hide your identity from humans."

He imitated the men's cooking movements, but he made the house full of scattered flour.

He tried to help wash the dishes, but broke a lot.

The man asked him to sit on a chair and clean up the broken porcelain by himself.Bai Mo was extremely disappointed.

"I'm sorry, I'm so useless." Obviously the blood clan's spells are so simple in his eyes, but he can't do these human things well.

The man touched his head: "Just leave these to me, you just need to stay at home obediently."

Bai Mo couldn't help but hugged the man's waist, buried his head in his abdomen, and rubbed his face obediently.

That night, Bai Mo was clinging to the man and refused to let go, and in the end they could only share the same bed.

The vampire curled up in the man's arms thought, human body temperature is really warm.

Bai Mo lived in this hut for a long time.Until one afternoon, the sharp hearing of the vampire made him aware of noisy footsteps and conversations in the distance.

He looked at the man in bewilderment.

He said: "I am blood. There are many people coming this way now, and they are here to kill me."

The little blood race thought he would see the man's terrified expression, and even thought that if the man decided to throw him out of the hut, he might not even have the strength to resist since he hadn't sucked human blood for a long time.

But men don't do that.

The man took out his thickest robe and wrapped Bai Mo layer by layer. After confirming that no gaps would be exposed, he carried him to the forest behind the village.Unexpectedly, when he was approaching the edge of the forest, the vampire in his arms tightly clenched his clothes: "There are people over there."

The man had to change direction, and there was a cliff.

After that last hug, when they met again, Bai Mo was first sealed by Wilson's elder Debra, and then too many seals were imposed by the high-level restrainer of human mirage. He hardly had any memory.And similarly, Albert no longer remembers anything because of his rebirth.

So Bai Mo was really satisfied to be able to accompany each other like this again, and to be able to walk slowly forward together holding that warm hand.

A few hours later, the moonlight replaced the sun, gently covering the forest here.

Bai Mo and Albert finally reached the castle, but unexpectedly, there was another person standing in front of the castle besides the castle's steward, Phil.

Bai Mo was a little surprised when he saw the figure near the castle.

"Devin?"

"Your Highness." Dewen walked over quickly, ignoring the oppressive feeling on Albert's body, and knelt down on one knee towards Bai Mo.

Bai Mo helped him up: "Dewen, I don't belong to the Wilson family anymore, you don't need to call me Your Highness anymore."

Devin shook his head: "My mission in life is to protect you. Whether you are Wilson or not, I will do so."

Phil ran over and looked at Albert with a bitter face: "My lord, this guy has been guarding here for several days, and he can't be driven away no matter how hard he drives."

Albert felt his fingers being gently hooked by Bai Mo, and he shook them back.

"Phil, arrange a room, he will live here in the future."

They headed for the castle gate, leaving Phil groaning in his heart.