Fasol stepped forward respectfully, and did not dare to raise his head during the period. He did not respectfully raise the wine glass above his head until he was an arm's length away from the coffin.
Lordel took it lightly.
Elegant and mysterious aristocratic young man with pale and beautiful skin, silver hair and red eyes, gently took the wine glass with slender fingers, no special expression on his beautiful face, wine red eyes staring at the wine glass.
Fasol was slightly nervous.
The wine glass was not filled with human blood, but the blood of a unicorn.
The unicorn is a symbol of beauty and purity. According to legend, it is called the child of God together with the mermaid. Their blood is not nourishing, but a natural curse.
To harm or even kill such a pure being is a curse in itself.
In the whole world, only this young king can drink the blood of a unicorn without changing his face.
He never ate according to the habits of normal vampires. The Council of Elders had searched for him with high-quality young girls, but they were unable to arouse the appetite of the young king at all.
The strength of His Royal Highness Lodel is already equivalent to a god in the hearts of the blood race, but most of the time the gods don't care about power and trifles, just sleep peacefully.
As if wanting nothing.
Slowly drank the blood in the cup, and the bright red color stained the youth's lips, making the color like rose petals, thin and seductive.
The slender and pale fingers fell, and Lodel gently placed the wine glass on the tray that Fasol raised.
He lowered his eyelashes, pale and indifferent, and his wine-red pupils revealed a strange elegance, adding a bit of mystery.
In the perfect blood family, the perfect king.
Fasol hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, the saint sent by the temple this time, you..."
Before the words fell, the man had already said lightly:
"Need not."
His voice is as cool as a human being's, and his low voice is naturally bewitching, like the cold surface of marble, or the gorgeous bass of a violin.
Fasol was not surprised by the answer.
It stands to reason that every time the saint should be selected by the king first, but for so many years, King Del has never allowed any saint to come to see him.
Naturally, those women had heard about the legend of the blood king, and they all came here with hope, but they could only return full of disappointment.
Fasol noticed that every time he drank the unicorn's blood, His Royal Highness Rodel would frown slightly.
He has always been indifferent, and his frown is even more shockingly beautiful, but the meaning contained in it is shocking - even the blood of the holy unicorn makes His Highness feel uncomfortable, let alone the much dirtier, lower Wait for the blood in the human body
Being rejected was really expected. In fact, Fasol only mentioned it casually.
He bowed respectfully and stepped back.
With his slender and pale fingers, the young man gently supported the edge of the coffin, lowering his wine-red pupils.
With a delicate and beautiful face in silver hair, a pair of narrow and beautiful red eyes, pale and indifferent.
The slender index finger gently wiped away the traces of blood on his lips, and he slightly lowered his eyes with a calm expression.
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"Hurry up, don't make the adults wait!"
The next day, the maid who led the way hurried through the wide corridor, impatiently urging the saints behind.
The girls trotted to keep up with the hem of their skirts.
Many of them came from noble families, and they were also sent to the castle as blood servants out of the consideration of clinging to the blood clan. Therefore, even when they were trotting, the noble girls couldn't help trying to maintain their demeanor.
A group of people came outside the hall.