"Fuck, you're smoking!!"
Xihe was stunned for a moment, and the next second he felt a burning pain. The skin and clothes exposed to the sun were burning spontaneously, and half of his arms were dripping with blood in an instant.
Hiss, she gritted her teeth in pain and rushed out of the room.
The cold, dark castle blocked the dazzling sunlight, making her feel a little better.
Xihe tore off the hem of her clothes and simply treated the wound, looking out the window and frowning. This was the time of day when the sun was most dazzling, and the vampire would be wiped out if she wasn't careful, but she couldn't sit still and wait for death.
"Are there any vampires in the space that could be used?"
"...holy water? Cross?"
"roll!"
The dog picked at her for a long time and finally threw her a black cloak.
"It's said to be the collection of a third-generation vampire, do you think it's okay?" Gouzi was startled when he saw her putting it on neatly, taking a deep breath and walking towards the entrance of the castle.
"What are you doing?"
Xihe covered himself tightly and tentatively opened the door.
In an instant, the fiery red sunlight slanted down, burning her whole body as if she were in a furnace, and her soul felt a tremor, but this only happened for a moment.
Soon a coolness came from the cloak, dispelling the burning sensation on her body.
Although it is still uncomfortable, it is not unbearable.
Xihe grabbed his robe and rushed out: "Of course I'll sneak back to the manor while the vampire is sleeping!"
Vampires live day and night. For some reason, the vampire didn't follow the castle last night? But there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be waiting nearby. To be on the safe side, it was best for her to leave now.
The fierce sun shines on the entire land, causing the leaves of weeds and trees to turn in the sun, and there are only a few people on the road.
Xihe ran all the way down the hill, and was surprised to find that the horses were still there! He wasn't yelled at by a vampire. But the coachman was already dead, with flies flying back and forth on his body, and the bite marks on his neck were terrifying.
She grabbed the coachman and threw him on the horse, got on the horse, and galloped all the way to Lant Manor.
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shines on the earth, and the slaves of Lant Manor have begun a new day of work. The old butler Brando holds a whip and walks past the slaves with dignity to prevent them from being lazy.
This group of niggas will sneak around and do tricks if they aren't paying attention. You have to keep an eye on them all the time.
However, the old butler was obviously absent-minded today. His eyes were full of grooves, and he looked at the door of the manor from time to time. The young master went to attend the banquet last night and has not returned yet, and there is no news from the people sent there. Could it be...
Suddenly, a small black dot came rushing from a distance.
Gradually, the black spots grew larger and larger, and there was a figure in a black cloak on horseback. Brando heard her shout: "Brando!"
Brando stood up suddenly, the table crashed to the ground, and he hurried over in surprise.
"Miss Frigga! You are finally back...this, is this?"
He stared at the coachman who suddenly fell to the ground and stared blankly. He remembered that he personally arranged for him to send the young master to the banquet last night, but now he is dead?
"We were attacked on the road!"
After saying the next word, Xihe rushed towards the house.
The old housekeeper was shocked and quickly followed: "Little master, are you injured? I will send someone to call a doctor right now!" The slaves working in the distance raised their heads.
Xihe ran all the way to the room and hurriedly closed the curtains, plunging the whole room into darkness.
She breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa. The old housekeeper caught up with him panting: "Little master, you..." Seeing her face, he took a breath and was shocked on the spot.
Xihe slowly opened his blood-red eyes, and his entire face was burned to pieces by the sun, which was extremely horrifying.
"Go find a live sheep, close the curtains in the entire room, and don't allow any light to come in. Also, give the driver's family a solatium."
But after a while, she has now become a bloody gourd.
Xihe carefully tore open her robe, grinning in pain, damn, she must kill that vampire!
The old housekeeper finally reacted and immediately felt distressed. She burst into tears and dared not touch her. She could only close the door and give instructions to the slaves as she ordered. Soon the whole manor was in motion.
The lively sheep were brought up, and Xihe drank several bowls of sheep blood while enduring his nausea.
In fact, the fresh blood on the housekeeper and the slave who lowered her head and dared not say anything standing aside were more attractive, but she was not a real vampire and could not bite people.
Vampire servitors are the most undignified species of vampires.
He is afraid of sunlight, crosses, and garlic. He has all the habits of a vampire, but his attack power is much weaker, no different from ordinary humans.
After absorbing the blood, Xihe directly ordered the butler to go to the church and ask for some crosses and holy water.
The old housekeeper stared at his beautiful and lovely little master and hesitated to speak. He wanted to remind her that you had just had a quarrel with the old church leader last time. He said that no one in the manor would be allowed to enter the church again.
Xihe thought that Brando wanted some explanation, and looked at him helplessly: "Brando, I am very weak now and need to rest. You do as I tell you first, and I will explain to you when I wake up, okay? ?”
The old housekeeper immediately waved his hands in a hurry: "My young master, you have a good rest, I will do it right away."
He closed the door carefully and ordered the servant to guard the young master's room. As soon as he came downstairs, the smile on his face disappeared and he directly ordered the slave to find out what happened last night? I went to the church in person to ask for something.
As expected, he was scolded by the angry old leader, and he only got the things after all the good words he said.
He heard the door slamming shut behind him and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. The little master was good at everything, but it was too easy to offend others with his words.
More than just speaking badly? He is simply arrogant and domineering!
Xihe slept for three days and three nights. When she woke up and drove out the servant who was kneeling on the ground shivering thinking that he had woken her up, she rubbed her brows and had a headache.
The original owner does look quite miserable and innocent in this vampire story.
He managed his manor well, but something unexpected happened. Not only was the manor gone, but he also became a vampire and a ghost servant who could be driven by anyone! A puppet to be exploited.
But from the perspective of the people around the original owner, the death of the original owner was... applauding.
The original owner's name was Frigga, Somerset. She was the only baroness in the Simon family to hold a title, although she was only a mere lord.
Her grandfather, Hogar, Somerset was once a knight of His Majesty's side. His Majesty rewarded him with a territory. When the old Hogar grew old, he returned to the back cover to enjoy his old age.
He loved the original owner very much and felt that she was the only one in the family who had a personality like his.
Passionate, domineering, and full of aggression.
So before he died, he gave the title and territory to the original owner.
