It was the same European night, but in another country and another city thousands of miles away, the sky was no longer the same color.
In London, a large patch of dark clouds blocked the bright moon, and the dark feeling can easily make people feel depressed. Tomorrow will be another rainy day without the sun...
In the suburbs, in a huge castle of unknown age, a long-lost person was enjoying the night in a strange place.
Sitting on a sofa by the window in a spacious living room, Yaqi calmly looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, wondering what he was thinking. The boy sitting on the side observed the surrounding furnishings with a sigh.
The owner of this castle is really extravagant. A very ordinary living room is covered with handmade cashmere carpet. The original brick walls are all covered with high-grade willow wood, and the gold plating creates beautiful lines, showing a three-dimensional effect. The crystal nails on the head are all hanging with huge diamond-shaped crystals, which seem to be as beautiful as diamonds under the illumination of lights. The smooth and curvy bones cannot achieve such an effect unless they are made of 24K platinum.
There are three decorative oil paintings in total, and they are as old as the castle. Pay attention to the signatures of the artists on the corners of the paintings. Any one of them will definitely be a "masterpiece" worth tens of millions of euros if it is put up for auction.
Not to mention various handicrafts, porcelain, ancient books...
The whole room is more like a reception room than a collection room for a wealthy man to show off.
"These guys in Europe are too fond of showing off, aren't they?" the boy said with disdain.
"Don't worry about this kind of thing." Yaqi looked relaxed and contented. "Compared to us, they are closer to humans, and of course their desire for material things is stronger. But it is precisely because of ** that creatures like them have created their own 'empire'..."
"I really don't understand why Lord Nine-Tailed Fox wants us to negotiate cooperation with them? These despicable tribes are not qualified to be compared with us. Vampires? They are just a group of ugly creatures that can only roar at night." The boy obviously had no good feelings towards the person he was about to meet.
"But you have to admit that they are expanding fast. They can increase their companions just by biting. If the monsters can do this, we won't care about the threat of gods at all." Yaqi picked up the steaming coffee beside him, turned the silver spoon in the cup, and tasted it. It was bitter and pure. It seems that the vampires are not stingy when entertaining guests. "What's more rare is that after hundreds of years of operation, their Alte Consortium has accumulated strong strength. The entire European economy is under their control, and it has become the second largest multinational group that is close to our founding. Such a background is enough for our negotiation capital... The only slightly troublesome thing is the head of their twelve main families, that is, Alte himself."
"That guy shouldn't be hard to deal with, right? Didn't we bribe the other eleven clans' owners a long time ago? They've taken so many benefits from us, they dare not keep silent when I talk about cooperation. After all, their consortium adopts a capital division situation, and all resolutions are put to vote." The boy now deeply felt the wisdom of Master Yaqi. As early as a hundred years ago, he had secretly started to contact the eleven clans, bribed, and used all means to win them over. Now he finally saw the reward...
"If only it were that simple..." Yaqi had a bad feeling, because he had seen Art in person, and that was definitely not the attitude of a weak person. Sometimes, Yaqi even regarded him as a demon god-level demon like himself.
At the same time, there was a knock on the door of the reception room, and a servant pushed the door open and bowed respectfully to the guest.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting. The master is ready. Please follow me to the hall." With an authentic London accent, it is estimated that this servant's monthly salary will not be less than that of a manager in a large company.
"Let's go." He put down the teacup in his hand and drank only half of the coffee. Yaqi had no regrets. He led his subordinates and the attendants to start walking through the castle.
Along the way, the description of vampires in all movies and legends was subverted. The demons who should be afraid of light lit bright lights everywhere in their castle. There was an exquisite wall lamp on the stone walls on both sides of the road, almost every two meters, as if they were afraid that some fool without eyes would fall and eat shit.
They love humidity the most, so they keep their castle clean. Occasionally, you can see beautiful maids with long legs in stockings carefully cleaning the dust off the decorations with feather dusters.
Ironically, one can even find Catholic objects on display. On the huge wall at the corner of a staircase, there is a huge oil painting of the Passion of Jesus, and even the compassionate look of Jesus is depicted vividly.
The boy couldn't help but sigh, "What kind of vampires are these?"
I don't know how long I walked, but I finally came to a steel gate that was five meters high and four meters wide, and the servant finally stopped.
The huge iron gate was a color that was even darker than if it had been burned, and there were two huge door knock rings, which would be the iron chains that would lock up the devil if thrown into hell.
What is admirable is that the thin servant in front of him knocked on the door with only one hand, and pushed open at least three tons of steel with one hand. His strength is not inferior to that of the monster.
"Please come in, the master is waiting for you inside." The servant completed his "job" by making a "please" gesture to the inside.
Walking on the soft carpet as bright red as red, the two monsters representing oriental culture stepped into the political center symbolizing the leadership of European monsters for the first time.
The hall was just like its name, majestic and huge, with a ceiling ten meters high, supported by two pairs of symmetrical ancient granite pillars, making it as stable as a mountain.
There were far fewer decorations than in the corridors or even the toilets outside. In the wide hall, only the torch stands on the stone pillars could be considered decorations. And because the entire hall was illuminated by torches, it didn't feel that deserted.
But the flickering flames, for the first time, gave the hall the eerie and strangeness that an ancient castle should have...
Walking along the blood-red carpet to the end of the hall, "he" was sitting on a magnificent throne in traditional European style. Made of various gems and gold, the person sitting on it did not need any introduction, and everyone could understand his nobility.
There was no conversation, and Art on the throne was eerily quiet.
The uniform that looked like a medieval noble's military uniform wrapped around a thin male body, and the pale face that was so pale that it was almost too handsome to describe. The brown semi-long hair was completely pulled back to the back of the head, exposing the delicate forehead to the air.
The legendary vampires, apart from showing their ferocious fangs when biting, usually display more of the aristocratic gentleness and dignified appearance.
Tongzi believes that the description of vampires is not completely untrue, at least this part is very correct.
"Yaki, you know? I don't want to see you in front of me." He leaned lazily on his own throne, supporting his face with one hand, and looked at the guests who came from afar with his melancholy and slender eyes. Even an idiot could see that Art did not welcome them.
The other free hand took the half-full red wine glass beside him. The rich aroma of wine filled the entire hall, with an intoxicating magic.
"I actually didn't want to be here, but the order from above is my mission, so I'm here." With one hand in his trouser pocket and pushing up his gold-rimmed glasses, Yaqi smiled confidently. He didn't have the nervousness that one would expect from a king of a region, and his extraordinary demeanor was evident in every move.
"I didn't expect that someone could command a demon god like you? It seems that your nine-tailed fox is really capable?" After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Art smiled slightly. Vampire red wine is by no means the ultimate delicacy that humans can taste. The history of its brewing is the history of its own development. Hundreds of years of precipitation, the sweetness of grapes, and the virgin blood added during the production...
Nothing can make a vampire more intoxicated than it. Of course, when tasting it, any important guest is just a "supporting role" in the eyes of the taster.
"Watch your tone. You cannot tarnish Lord Kyuubi's name like this." The boy was even more dissatisfied with the contemptuous attitude of the guy in front of him than his master. His tone was solemn, like a quiet threat.
"Pay attention to your tone? Have you forgotten where you are standing?" Without even looking at the person in front of him, he raised the crystal clear wine glass in his hand, facing the torch on the side, to identify the quality of the wine. Just as Art spoke, a pair of blood-red pupils suddenly lit up in the dark house. The shrill cries of bats echoed in the gloomy hall, and the dense appearance made people's scalp tingle just by looking at them. The boy was also stunned on the spot, only because he had not discovered their existence since he came in. Sometimes even the boy himself could not tell whether these guys were terrible monsters or just a group of humans infected with the virus? "You have no right to speak here, just watch your master's "performance" quietly. Don't you see that even he dare not release hostile demonic energy? Learn well..."
"Alter, stop wasting everyone's time, let's talk about serious matters. I sent the specific cooperation agreement to your consortium a month ago, what do you think?" Yaqi asked calmly, even though countless pairs of ferocious eyes were staring at him, his devil demeanor did not diminish, "We are willing to give up half of the Asian market and operate with you. As we all know, in the future world, Asia will be the market with the most development potential. For your consortium, this is definitely the best opportunity for expansion. And all you have to do is to provide necessary assistance when we need it. It can be a deal with only benefits and no harm."
"Cooperation agreement? That kind of thing? I seem to have seen it, but I don't know which trash can it was thrown into..." Sipping the wine indifferently, Art shrugged his shoulders apologetically, not giving any face to the devil.
"Really?" Even if he had a good temper, after being looked down upon again and again, the smile on Yaqi's face disappeared. "To be frank, your hostile attitude towards us is actually not good for you. You should hold a consortium meeting and discuss with your eleven main families before making a decision. Maybe you will have a different 'understanding'..."
"That's not necessary." Art threw a white object into the air. The boy, worried about his master's safety, quickly caught it and brought it to Yaki.
What was horrifying was that it was actually a white human skull. Judging from the texture of the bone surface, one could tell that "its" owner had lost it in the last two days.
What shocked Yaqi's heart was not its fear, but its four iconic huge canine teeth, which were not something a human should have.
"The meeting was held two days ago, and this is the result of the meeting... If you still want, I have nine more and one 'reserved' one, do you want to see it?" At this moment, Art's smile was so ferocious.