The fast-traveling boss conspired against me

The mysterious castle is dark, under the faint yellowish light, the surrounding decorations look luxurious and oppressive, lifeless.

A coffin with complicated and gorgeous patterns lay quietly in the room, and there were empty footsteps outside, da da da.

Startled the bats falling outside the window.

After screaming a few times, they flapped their wings and flew away.

"Ugh."

A sigh-like voice suddenly appeared in the room, the tone was cold, but clean and pure, as deep as a cello, plucking at the heartstrings.

"My lord prince." The door was knocked several times.

A person sat up in the coffin in the room.

His skin was cold and white, so white that he didn't seem to see a ray of sunlight, and dark blue blood vessels were faintly hidden under the skin.The dark pupils, if you look carefully, you can still find a red light flashing inside.

Silver-white long hair, glowing white in the hazy moonlight.The outline is deep, the bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips are somewhat pale without blood. They have the beauty of mixed race, and the temperament of the whole body is noble and submissive.

Kwieisen couldn't remember how long he had been asleep.

His life seemed endless, empty and dull.

To him, there was no difference between waking up and falling asleep, they were just meaningless ways to pass the time.

But he actually prefers to sleep deeply, so that he doesn't have to worry about anything, and doesn't have to pay attention to anything.

"My lord, welcome back." The butler in black tuxedo saluted respectfully.

Kewei Aisen slept for hundreds of years.

In the past few hundred years, earth-shaking changes have taken place.The blood race used to be the rulers of the world, but now humans are gradually rising, and the two forces are on par, fighting openly and secretly, and there is chaos everywhere.Those glamorous things are only the harmony covered on the surface.

Now, Kewei Aisen is the most noble person of the blood clan, the only prince, and the purest blood-sucking nobleman.

Everyone is looking forward to his waking up.

Looking forward to their prince being able to lead them back to the peak era of the blood race.

Outside the window is the dark and vast forest, the cold white crescent moon is embedded in the black sky like ink, and there is a little reddish light in the darkness, that is the bats are watching you.

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His Excellency the Prince woke up.

The news spread instantly.

The vampires were ecstatic, they had been waiting for this day for an unknown amount of time.Human beings are more preoccupied and stressed.

In any case, the darkness hides everything, and life has to move on.

The silent old castle came alive, and dim candlelight lit up in the long corridor.The delicate wild rose has sharp thorns, which looks beautiful and dangerous in the night.

"My lord, you need to eat. We have prepared the sweetest and freshest blood."

The purer the blood family, the more picky they are, and it is difficult for them to meet blood that suits their taste.

If they don't drink blood, they won't be able to replenish energy, and if they can't replenish energy, the blood race will gradually become weaker and their abilities will dissipate.

That's why, now, pure-bloods are honored.

Not only are they powerful, but they are also rare. They are natural leaders, rulers, and all to bow down to.

Kewei Aisen frowned imperceptibly, and his deep outline was elegant and handsome in the moonlight, like a divine mansion.

Only he himself knew that he had completely lost the idea of ​​eating.The scarlet blood in his mouth seemed like a silent torture to him... so hard to swallow.

It's just that what he shoulders now is not just him alone, it is the expectation and belief of everyone in the blood race, at least until the next powerful leader appears, he can't have the slightest flaw.

"Let's go."

The voice fell.

Then, in an instant, the people in the room disappeared, leaving only vague shadows printed by the slightly flickering candlelight.

dark……

fear……

There is still unknown confusion...

The teenagers curled up together, their thin shoulders trembling in the night.The sobs overflowed like a cub, as if terrified.

Those clear eyes, as blue as the sea, shone with water in the darkness, but they were as beautiful as fallen elves.

The thick and long eyelashes trembled, proclaiming the extreme uneasiness in the young man's heart.

he's so scared...

...he didn't want to die.

But what should come will still come.

They were taken out of the dark and lightless hut, and all those who were looking for a sense of security were huddled together with their own kind, not even daring to raise their heads.

"... Woohoo." Surrounded by cold-hearted vampires, they are just teenage human boys, facing the imminent death, they are so fragile that they seem to be broken.

Da da da, it is the sound of shoes stepping on the ground.Just listening to the footsteps, one can imagine that person's unhurriedness, every step seems to be planned, elegant, calm, restrained, and noble.

This is the difference.

Things that come out of the mud can never be spotless.And those who are naturally noble, even if they fall down, they are altars that you can't reach with your efforts.

The young man was nervous and scared, but he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart.

Slightly raising his eyes, he saw a pair of straight and slender thighs, wearing the best material he had never seen before, elegant and beautiful.

Further up is the thin and narrow waist of a man, the clothes are meticulously buttoned, and an emerald gemstone is embedded in the gold thread, which is expensive and luxurious.

The footsteps slowly approached them, and the surrounding air seemed to cool down.

His casual eyes were cold, and he glanced at them emotionlessly like looking at merchandise.The man only took a few glances, then frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, "...No."

Suddenly a dark red light flashed in his thick as ink eyes, he squinted his eyes obsessively and sniffed, his voice was like a monster in the deep sea, low and bewitching.

"It smells good."

Kveysen didn't know how long it had been since he smelled such a sweet and delicious smell.It tasted like poison, and his fangs grew uncontrollably in just a second, clamoring frantically for his hunger and thirst.

Come to think of it...he hasn't eaten in hundreds of years.

Really, very hungry.

The butler noticed the change in the prince's mood, scanned around slightly, and then picked out the young man from the crowd.

"……don't want."

"...Woo don't eat me."

The boy curled up in a panic, as if he wanted to escape the bad news that came.His struggle is as weak as an ant's. His figure is between a teenager and a young man, tall and thin, with a youthful beauty, fragile and fascinating.A head of blond hair is soft and fluffy, the skin is porcelain white, and the blood vessels on the slender neck are faintly visible, exuding a rich sweetness.

Kewei Aisen sat on the chair at the other end of the long table, lightly tapping the table with cold white fingers, bang bang bang.

His deep eyes flickered red, imprinted with flickering lights, like sticky blood, very red, very red... so red that it was black.

Adam's apple rolls.

Although he longed for that sweet blood, he still suppressed the rioting animal desires and maintained his noble air.

In no hurry.

Having been brought before him, the boy seemed to be stunned, kneeling on the expensive and comfortable carpet without moving.

With her head lowered, her thin and beautiful neck was completely exposed.

Cold, cool from the bone.

A hand lifted his jaw, and for a moment the touch felt like a cold-blooded sticky snake, which made people's skin crawl.

"You smell so good."

The breath that came out on the young man's neck was cold, which made people tremble all over, and his face turned pale immediately.

Kveysen took a sniff restrainedly.

Sure enough, it smells even more unbelievably sweet this close.

His fangs were about to move, but he felt that the little thing under his hand was shaking so badly, it seemed that his teeth were rattling.

With a casual glance, he met those blue and clear eyes.It is so clean that it cannot hide a trace of impurities, and all fears are written on the surface.

Like a newborn cub, like a pure elf.

His heart moved, and he blurted out, "What's your name?"