Dalton Cecil is the head of the Cecil family and Wade's father. He was weak since childhood and was addicted to reading books and appreciating art in the family's storeroom. Although he seemed a little introverted, he especially liked antiques and mythology. As the second son, he had the right to inherit the family, but he didn't seem to care.
It was not until his elder brother died of illness that Dalton Cecil entered the social arena as the new owner of Cecil Manor. In the eyes of others, he was not fond of socializing and treated his brother's adopted son better than his own illegitimate son Wade. As a head of the family, his performance was mediocre, and all family affairs were handled by his shrewd and loyal younger brother. He had no feelings for his wife Bella, who was married to him politically and could not have children. The two had been playing with each other since their marriage.
But Lucian, who had read the original novel, knew what was hidden behind this seemingly ordinary man except for his appearance. This elegant and handsome man who looked similar to Wade was not only Wade's biological father, but also a deeply hidden believer in the Fallen Angel (Devil).
—The Fallen Angels, who are regarded as heretics by the Church and have been suppressed for many years. This group of people believe in the devil, hide in the darkness, and constantly create horrific and bloody events to summon the power of the devil.
Fortunately, in the original book, he did not reveal his conspiracy until Dalton Cecil died of illness. Therefore, in the past many years, Lucian was able to pretend to be his lovely adopted son - when Vader acted like a spoiled child to him, and bullied Vader while performing the deep affection between uncle and nephew.
Dalton naturally liked his well-behaved nephew. The only thing that puzzled Lucian was that when he returned to the system space and settled the world mission, the hatred energy he obtained from Dalton was not as high as he imagined.
Logically, Dalton should be very angry at this "good boy" who deceived him.
Lucian looked at his adoptive father who was at the other end of the corridor. Half of his body was bathed in the moonlight, with a kind smile, and the other half was in the shadows.
The hand seemed to be holding something.
Seeing that Lucian had not come forward, he sighed slightly and stretched out his hand in the light: "When I saw you at the banquet, I thought it was an illusion. How could I see my dead child here? He is sitting next to my other child - why are you here alone? It's dangerous here, come with me, to a safe place -"
"Do you want to go up and say hello to him?" the system said, "It sounds like he wants to help you. After all, you have a deep relationship as uncle and nephew, and he doesn't seem to be angry with you. Hey, hey—"
Lucian pushed it into silent mode.
He just stared at the man across from him through the mask. The man stared at him, never retracting his outstretched hand. After a while, he sighed quietly: "My child, now that you are in your situation, are you willing to trust even your adoptive father?"
"Dalton... Uncle."
Finally, he heard Lucian's voice.
Dalton smiled with a distressed look on his lips: "Don't be afraid. No matter what, you are my child. It's great that you are still alive... You have suffered a lot..."
"laugh."
A sarcastic sneer was heard in the empty corridor.
The sound of a knife piercing flesh and blood rang out at the same time. The monster, which didn't even have a chance to scream, had its throat cut off in an instant, and its brain was burned to ashes by the black flames.
The man used a long knife to pick up the monster's body. His wrist was slender and a little cold, but it seemed effortless to pick up the monster. He walked to the window and shook the tip of the knife, and the monster's body fell from the dark attic and landed on the ground with a heavy sound.
The visitor turned around at this time.
"What a touching father-son love." He moved his bright red lips. His black hair, red eyes, and white skin created a sharp contrast. He looked like a devil crawling out of a painting. "This monster is in the corridor behind you."
Dalton was stunned for a moment, then he said awkwardly: "Wade..."
Vader did not respond.
He walked towards Lucian, holding a knife. When his wrist was grabbed, Lucian frowned in pain and said, "Let me go, this is your father... Hey!"
Vader responded by grabbing his waist and carrying him on his shoulders.
Wade looks tall and slender, but he is very strong.
"Don't have any evil thoughts," Wade said. "The consequences will be what you want to see - stay away from my people."
Lucian thought that Vader was talking about him. But he soon realized that Vader's words were directed at Dalton Cecil. The face of the distinguished Duke Cecil turned ugly in an instant.
Wade held the knife in one hand and carried him with the other hand, leaving the corridor. Lucian's abdomen hit his shoulder. He raised his face, looking angry and speaking out, leaving Duke Cecil with tears of humiliation and shame.
When the corridor turned around, he stopped performing. It was no fun to perform in front of Wade. And for some reason, after the auction, Lucian was now very averse to being seen by him with an expression similar to "humiliation and pity".
"Master Wade, why did you come just now?" Lucian complained.
Vader said nothing.
"You're so dirty, all covered in monsters' blood." Lucian was about to speak when he realized that the ground covered in blood and flesh was even dirtier. He pursed his lips, intending to let Wade put him down.
Vader still didn't speak.
"You almost lost a precious prisoner like me. I almost died here, or was rescued by my adoptive father..."
"Don't trust him."
These were Vader's first words.
After noticing the low pressure on Wade, Lucian put his arms around his neck and whispered in his ear: "Are you angry?"
Vader said nothing.
"You can't blame me for this. If you had come to see me earlier, how could I have run into him?" Lucian said deliberately, "I thought you did it on purpose, deliberately bringing me to him..."
"I knew he would come. He was on the guest list," Wade said concisely.
Lucian: “Oh…”
"—I'm not angry with you either." Wade suddenly grabbed his waist, as if he was afraid that he would fall.
—Perhaps she was afraid that he would disappear from her arms again.
Lucian seriously doubted his ears, thinking that the words were an illusion. But soon he no longer had the luxury.
There were still a few scattered monsters in the corridor, and Vader killed them all with a long sword with black flames. Lucian was carried on his shoulder, swinging with his movements. He saw the dark blood splattering, almost brushing against his face. He couldn't help but move around on the other person.
"despair!"
Wade suddenly jumped up and ran on the wall. He leaped into the air and inserted his long knife into the monster's head. He used this fulcrum to split the monster in half and landed easily. During the whole process, Lucian huddled himself tightly against the other person, but even so he didn't feel dizzy. Finally, after finally landing, he complained: "You just made my hair dirty!"
Wade didn't say anything, just carried him forward. Lucian was full of anger, he grabbed the other's shoulder with his nails, twisted on the other's shoulder and said: "Are you listening to me-"
“Bang!”
Lucian froze.
Then his face turned red.
Vader actually slapped his...his...face!
"Don't move." Wade finally spoke, his voice was gloomy.
Lucian: …
Lucian tried to struggle. Seeing that there were still monsters in the next corridor, Wade simply slapped a restraining mark on his body. Now Lucian, who was pressed on his shoulders, could finally move completely.
He carried Lucian through this dangerous area. He passed by several paladin teams that were fighting monsters and arrived at Houston Manor for reinforcement. He even saw the banquet hall from afar, where the surviving nobles were protected and trembling under the protection of the paladins.
The once glorious Houston Manor is now just a devastated battlefield.
Finally, he arrived at a hall without monsters. This hall was on his way, but fortunately, he did not encounter monsters. Even the sofa and floor were clean. Wade glanced at the sofa and saw that it was indeed clean. Then he untied the restraint seal on Lucian, took him off his shoulders, and put him on the sofa...
Then he realized that the moment he untied the restraining seal and grabbed the other person's waist to put him down, he felt the waist under his hand trembling violently.
Lucian's face flushed, and he bit the back of his hand the moment he rolled onto the sofa, whimpering and curling up his legs. In addition to pain, his voice also carried an unbearable, almost seductive sweetness.
"you… "
“Idiot…” Lucian answered through his teeth, “Just now on the road… you pressed the magic pattern on my lower abdomen!”
The magic pattern on the succubus's lower abdomen is connected to a certain feeling in the body, which will produce strong stimulation when pressed and rubbed. Wade just wanted to stop Lucian from moving around, but he didn't expect that he accidentally pressed Lucian in the place where he should be pressed the most.
Lucian was still twisting his body on the sofa. Today was another crimson full moon, and all his senses were maximized. He was in extreme pain.
Therefore, when the scent of blood approached him, he stretched out his fangs and bit it without hesitation. Although this was what he wanted most now, only Wade's blood could serve as a meal replacement and solve his dilemma.
He sat on Wade, swallowing blood in big gulps. Wade held his waist and supported him to prevent him from falling. After everything was over, his reason returned. Lucian licked the other's wound with satisfaction, rubbed it, and only then realized...
What Vader offered him today was his neck
In the past, Wade would only give him his arm and never allow him to get close to such vital areas.
There were still teeth marks on Wade's pale neck. He brushed away the blood and saw Lucian curled up on the sofa with his scarlet eyes. His cheeks were slightly pink and his expression was a bit lazy and satisfied, but his wine-red eyes were staring at him without blinking.
Like a pair of melted rubies.
—Lucian is always so beautiful when her blood addiction is satisfied.
But Wade just frowned in confusion and said, "Why are you looking at me?"
"You feed me blood with your neck." Lucian blinked his long eyelashes, "Are you afraid that I will bite you to death?"
His eyelashes were long and thick, and there was a kind of innocent doubt in his expression.
Wade was stunned for a long time, and then he said coldly: "There won't be a next time."
The succubus sighed in disappointment. This day dragged on too long, and he had spent a lot of energy in the battle. His long hair had turned from the purest silver-white to a light silver-gray. Although it was still beautiful, it made Wade feel a little itchy.
After the feeding, the silver-gray was slowly fading away. Lucian himself naturally didn't know this. He just turned his head, looked at this unfamiliar hall and said, "This is the road to the gate. Where are you going?"
"Go and take care of the teleportation array deep in the mansion." Wade said coldly, "Someone took advantage of the banquet to open a teleportation array to the Demon Crack in Houston's mansion. Those monsters crawled out from there. Now, a huge monster is blocking the teleportation array. The people from the Church dare not approach it. They went back and asked the remaining bishops to help. They are still on the way."
"Oh...you are so kind?"
"The teleportation array has what I need." Wade answered concisely.
Lucian blinked and said, "Can I go with you? Find someone to take me back to the palace."
"Okay."
“Okay, I understand. You need a bait, right? Throw me over when you’ve defeated the opponent.” Lucian said in a stubborn tone, “Killing two birds with one stone, it’s a good strategy... Ugh!”
Vader took off his gloves and stuffed his fingers into his mouth, pinching his still-talking tongue.
"I will let you out of my sight, but I will also lose you." Wade said coldly, "Do you want to go by yourself, or be held by me?"
Lucian bit his knuckles and stared at him with his wine-red eyes. After a long while, he said vaguely, "Ved, you said that."
Vader said nothing.
He picked up Lucian and walked deeper into the Houston mansion. Before the basement where the screams and terrifying monsters were hidden appeared, Lucian whispered in his ear: "You have to promise me that you can let the blood of other monsters stain my body."