He took out a folded card from his coat pocket, and after unfolding it, he handed it over with his immature white hands.
The man in black stepped forward to check it respectfully, but when he saw the content, he almost rolled his eyes.
It was a photo. The girl in the photo had black hair and black eyes. There were some marks on the corners of the photo, obviously torn from a photo frame or something.
The man in black thought he might be sleepwalking.
He cautiously looked up at the Demon King.
On the other hand, An Luolius lowered his head, his black and slender eyelashes drooped, and his fair face was expressionless, and he said in a flat voice: "Check her identity."
After a pause, he raised his head, his dark eyes narrowed again, "And... where is she now."
"Yes."
The man in black took the photo respectfully.
Another person stepped forward, bent over, and handed over a box containing a small vial containing several pills.
"Your Majesty, this is a medicine that can unlock power. You told us before. Take one pill each time, and the duration can reach three hours."
An Luolius raised his hand to take the vial, poured out one with downcast eyes, "Three hours?"
"Yes."
An Luolius didn't speak any more, he threw one between his lips with his little white hand, and then drank the water with a disposable cup, his delicate brows slightly frowned.
A black and weird mist floated up, and several bats with exquisite bone wings flew in from the window, surrounding the beautiful child until it covered his cold expression, the mist began to gradually expand, and finally became slender.
The people in black knelt on the ground one after another, not daring to move, bowing their heads to greet the adult form of the devil king.
The mist turns into clothes that surround the slender body, wrapping the slender legs, the beautiful shoulder line, and turning into a retro-style collar under the white neck, a graceful chin, and a pair of wine-red pupils.
The red and sexy thin lips were slightly hooked, and the silver-haired, red-eyed vampire smiled happily. The little bat was hanging upside down, spreading its devilishly beautiful and evil bone wings, and hugging his white and slender fingertips reverently.
"Your Majesty." The people in black lowered their heads even lower, and no one dared to look up into the boy's eyes.
The man in black who walked in from the outside also quickly knelt down and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, her name is No. 023, she is an agent of the Secret Service, and she is pretending to be named Feichu. She is currently at the Wharton Reception and is on a mission." .”
Anlorius raised his hand, and the bat flew away obediently from his fingertips. He took the photo with his slender, white fingers. He looked down at the girl, "Reception?"
"Agents often carry out missions. This time, No. 023 has a temporary disguise. It is the service staff of the reception and wants to obtain information from one of the guests."
The man in black answered quickly.
Although they didn't understand why the first thing His Majesty woke up was to find a human girl.
An Luolius didn't intend to explain, and put away the photo lazily with downcast eyes, "Let's go..."
Dare to throw him here...
Displeasure flashed across the vampire's burgundy eyes, and then he pursed his thin red lips with a cold expression.
…
At the reception at this time, Yu Chu was about to yawn out of boredom.
Dressed in her uniform as a waitress, she walks perfectly with a tray while keeping her eye on her target on the other side of the dance floor, a bald, middle-aged man.
The Wharton reception is a representative of high society, and those who can enter here are either rich or noble.
It is said that he has a code and controls a dangerous weapons cache.