The protagonist wants to steal my script again

After caressing the end of the whip casually, An Minghui turned his head and smiled to look at Joel who was still a little confused: "I still want to continue playing some games with our guests, can I trouble you to avoid it, Joel?"

Joel: "Uh...Okay, then you should be careful not to play to death."

After finishing speaking, Joel stood up stiffly, with an unbelievable expression on his face, and before leaving the basement, he turned around and said: "There is clear water in the bucket over there, if you If you really want to play something special, you can wash him with that."

An Minghui's smile was about to crack: "I don't need you to care about that."

After Joel closed the door and left, he put down the whip in his hand, turned around and took out a clean towel from another cabinet opposite the torture rack, soaked it in the bucket of clean water, and then carefully wrung it dry to slightly moist.

Most of the rooms in this castle were arranged by the original owner himself, including this basement, and the original owner has always pursued perfection in these things, so there are not only towels in the cabinet, but also red wine and other items to ensure Even vampires who inflict punishment on prisoners here are comfortable enough.

An Minghui returned to Effiete with a towel, and gently wiped away the dried blood on the other side's face that had not been wiped clean by the handkerchief.

Effie let him move without struggling, looking at the warm and focused face, he forced a laugh out of his throat: "Don't you want to continue the game?"

"Unfortunately, I don't like to take over the prey of other blood races. Those marks left by guys other than me are really dirty and very disappointing." He never mentioned the embarrassing situation just now, imitating what the original owner would have He replied with an attitude and tone, but the movements of his hands were still gentle, "It's like your current appearance, it's simply disgusting."

Unlike the blood-stained and distressed Effie, this Mr. Vampire is wearing a neat black tuxedo, and his short black hair has been carefully taken care of. He looks like an elegant and elegant man from beginning to end. A gentleman with good taste, being looked at with contemptuous eyes by such an object, even he himself would feel that he must look like a poor beggar at this moment.

"Besides, your physical condition is already very bad. Torturing a dying prey is even more boring." After wiping off the last trace of blood on Effiete's chin, An Minghui turned his attention to the opponent's waist being scalded by a branding iron Looking at the traces of the wound, I saw that it had been scalded with a red-hot iron to a bloody mess, and even some burnt clothes were stuck to the wound, which looked cruel and disgusting.

His eyes flickered for a moment, An Minghui couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, turned the towel in his hand to the clean side, and gently wiped away the nearby blood, and at the same time, he still didn't forget that he was still in the vampire's castle at the moment , did not relax his vigilance at all: "As a human being, you must be a great person, but you see, in order to protect those stupid people, you have been branded with such marks by dark creatures that are dirty and evil in your eyes , and those stupid people will feel guilty and ashamed for this? No, they will only be glad that your sacrifice has brought them temporary peace."

Laughing again, Effiete replied, "I didn't expect that one day I would be sympathized by a vampire."

"This is really a big misunderstanding. You must know that I don't sympathize with you, just like you don't sympathize with a domestic animal that is about to be served on the table." Those rags stuck together with flesh and blood, he felt that this must be very painful, but Effie still did not let out a single cry of pain, "I just like to expose some cruel facts in front of a hero like you. The people you protect It's selfish, if I transform you into a vampire now, then you will be no different from those lowly vampires, and you will also be tied to the stake by humans. Even so, don't you feel regretful?"

What he said seemed to be purely whipping the other party's spirit, but in fact only he himself knew that it was not entirely a fabricated lie.

When the original owner finally tricked Effie into the trap, he was able to achieve his goal with the help of many ignorant humans.To be betrayed by the people he used to protect with his life and blood, in An Minghui's view, this is too ironic.

Effie raised his head slightly, his eyes as blue as the sky were still bright, he looked directly at the vampire in front of him, smiled very gently, and there was no trace of haze in his eyes: "You are so humorous, I have nothing to regret where?"

"..." After a moment of silence, An Minghui took the last piece of cloth from the burnt wound, and then the smile that remained unchanged at the corner of his mouth deepened a little bit, and it seemed a little more sincere and gentle, he replied Looking at Effiete, the voice was still warm and pleasant, "So that's the case, then please allow me to pay tribute to you."

"And, this is a little gift from me to the hero."

After finishing speaking, An Minghui touched the burn with his fingertips, and as the fingertips emitted a faint light, the wound healed quickly, but disappeared in a moment.Then, he treated Effiete's bloody fingers in the same way. Looking at the fingertips covered by new nails, he also felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Every vampire has his own unique ability. Coincidentally and unfortunately, his ability is to heal.

"I have to say, you are really the most unique vampire I have ever seen... Maybe you prefer to be called a vampire?" After being treated, Effie seemed to have regained a little energy and strength, and his voice was no longer so weak. "Do I have the honor of knowing your name?"

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid not." The entire castle is under the control of Prince Norman, and it is obviously not a good idea to exchange names with a human at this time, "Although I admire heroes, unfortunately I I also hate a hypocrite like you very much."

His ears keenly caught the sound of footsteps approaching the basement, and An Minghui immediately raised his hand and grabbed Effiete's hair fiercely. It seemed that he was extremely forceful, but in fact he carefully controlled his strength.

He forced Effiete to raise his head, and at the same time his head approached the pale and weak handsome face, narrowing his eyes slightly and said coldly: "After all, heroes are not protected by anyone, oriental aliens like me, Even in human society, no one is willing to accept it, is it? This is your hypocritical justice."

In the middle of his words, the door to the basement was opened, and Joel, who had just left, came down again, waited for him to finish speaking, coughed as a reminder, and then said: "Ann, stop playing, Prince My lord wants you to go to his study."

"It's a pity, I just cleaned up the prey a little bit." Saying this, An Minghui let go of Effiete's hair casually, and threw away the freshly put on hair in front of Joel again. gloves, turned and left the basement without hesitation.

"Little poor, you should really thank me. You will regret it if you really let Anlai take over your interrogation. As much as that guy looks like an angel, he looks like a devil in his heart." He sat back on the chair carelessly, Joel conveniently extinguished the oil lamp brought by An Minghui and put it on the table, feeling that the dark environment was much more comfortable, "Okay, let's continue with our hospitality."

After the oil lamp was extinguished, Effie couldn't help but frowned, sighed undisguisedly, and said quietly: "If possible, I would rather have that gentleman interrogate me, after all, it is human nature to appreciate beautiful things .”

Joel, who subtly felt that he was rejected: "..."

***

An Minghui walked all the way back to the study where Norman was, thinking in his heart that at this time Norman probably asked him to talk about the undercover agent.

Standing in front of the door and knocking on the door, he opened the door and entered after getting permission, bowing and saluting with a meticulous smile on his face: "His Royal Highness."

There was a book spread out in front of Norman at the moment. He stared at the pages and asked without looking back, "Ann, you've seen that human being. What do you think of this person?"

"Forgive me, I don't think punishment alone can make that human let go." An Minghui walked slowly to the desk, lowered his head and said honestly, "Excuse me for being stupid, but I can't think of other ways to do it besides agreeing to the other party's exchange conditions." How can I get the blood beads back."

"Hmph, that's true." Norman snorted softly, seemingly not paying attention, but in fact, the veins protruding from the back of his hand completely showed his anger, and the gloomy gray pupils seemed to be brewing infinite "It's just a lowly human being. No matter how famous he is in the human world, he won't make any waves. It doesn't hurt to let him go back this time."

"However, he must pay the price for his offense." Norman finally looked up at An Minghui who was standing beside him with his head bowed, "I remember that human beings recover very slowly after being injured, these stupid low Creatures have always lacked effective treatment methods, and your ability is exactly what they are eager for."

"I want to let that hunter who is praised by humans taste the taste of betrayal and deceit, witness the ridiculous hunter association fall apart, and then let him bleed out in endless despair, do you understand what I mean, Ann? "

His eyes moved, An Minghui raised his head to meet Norman's sharp eyes, the perfect smile on his face did not change at all, he raised his left hand and attached it to his left chest, bowed slightly: "I will follow your order , His Royal Highness."