After Osmond woke up, he heard a noise. The castle has always been quiet, and such noise is rarely seen. He opened his eyes, the coffin board was automatically lifted and pushed away, he called Winston, their almighty butler appeared in front of him, and saluted respectfully.
"What happened?"
Winston replied: "It's Miss Alicia. Last night's 'Blood Fountain Event' seemed to cast a shadow on her. She had spent the whole day washing her body repeatedly, and she just found out that there was something wrong with her skin. The servants rushed out of the room."
"Then tell her to shut up, and really treat herself as a lady invited to be a guest? Warn her, if she dares to destroy the tranquility of the castle, she will not be able to escape the next 'Blood Fountain Event'." Osmond was in a bad mood. Jiadi threatened.
He has forgotten what he admired Alicia at the beginning, her bravery and straightforwardness? No, it turns out that's only under certain conditions and restrictions, and the behavior that once impressed them is like a clown compared to another person.
"yes."
Winston stepped back after responding, seeing that he was about to disappear at the door, Osmond suddenly stopped him after a long pause and asked, "... is she awake?"
Until now, he can still think of the madness of last night, the sweet smell flowing in the long corridor, the torn colored windows reflected on the bright red blood water, the desolate moonlight, the girl's pale face, and the broken pieces on the ground. Blood Rose.
The picture of the memory made him hold his breath, and he couldn't easily pull his thoughts away.
He said "she" twice in a row, but Winston could understand which one he was talking about, and would lead the way: "Miss, she is still sleeping peacefully in the room."
"Sleep well?" He couldn't say this for sure, and immediately shook his head, "Forget it, let her sleep."
At this time, she probably didn't want to see any of them—Osmond didn't realize that he had already been thinking about problems for her from her perspective without knowing it.
Winston noticed the change in him, "My lord, you are very concerned about Miss Sakura."
"Is that so?" Osmond called his name in a dangerous tone. "Winston, don't pry into things that are beyond your scope of duty."
The smile on Winston's face remained the same, and he didn't say anything else. He just said, "Please move to the dining room to eat. Lord Oswald is already waiting for you."
The restaurant was empty again, and Oswald and Osmond sat at two ends, tacitly not mentioning what happened last night.
A servant respectfully presented a notebook to Oswald, "My lord."
Oswald was inexplicable, thinking that the butler had dug out the ancient book from some corner. He opened it casually, and there was a bookmark with golden leaf veins in it, and he read casually: "I beg you to love me, love me! I hope you belong to me completely, completely! Your hands, your kisses, your charming Eyes... Body, soul, for the sake of hurting me, give me all, don't keep a single bit, otherwise, I will die... Evil—" Oswald made a disgusted and disgusted voice, "What is this, is Winston crazy? , told you to show me this?"
"Yes, you asked me to choose the most beautiful text every day. You said that human beings are more likely to be moved by human love words." The servant replied tremblingly, "You have to read to Sakura every day... "
"alright."
Osmond interrupted him suddenly, "Take it, you don't need it today." He saw Oswald's stiff expression from the corner of his eye, so he ordered after a moment's pause, "No, I won't need it in the future. .”
"yes… "
Oswald, who has been intoxicated by the love potion, often expresses his feelings with love poems with great interest, as if there is a well in his heart. As long as he sees the cherry blossoms, the sweet water in the well will gush out, and he has to use the most beautiful words in the world You can't put it all on her, you have to express all your love to her. The recitation before breakfast was one of the performance items, and Osmond also managed to go from being disgusted with goosebumps all over his body to being able to eat without changing his face.
Oswald would occasionally become "poem-like" while reciting, holding Wen Ying's hand to express his emotions with his own words, and Wen Ying would sit on the seat, hand him a hand, and look sideways. He listened patiently with a smile on his head.
Osmond once thought that she was proud of her success in fooling Oswald, and he was extremely angry about it until yesterday...
She has sweetly called him "Oss" so many times, no matter what dangers arise, the first thing she thinks of is him, and she is willing to protect "him", even though "he" is the one she hates the most vampire. Maybe it's not just that Aussie is passionately in love with her. In an environment that is full of depression and anxiety for her, she is also moved by Aussie who has paid for her and protected her without reservation.
To her, Oss was a whole new individual.
Not Osmond.
Not Oswald either.
…
After experiencing the love poem incident, the dining atmosphere in the restaurant became even weirder.
Oswald's eyelids drooped slightly, and his expression was somewhat unspeakably gloomy. Osmond became a little unaccustomed to the familiar mirror-like face and expression.
"The taste of the blood delivered today is mediocre."
"Well, Winston said they are high-quality people, with A+ in the physical examination, but..."
The two were chatting with each other, and Oswald resisted the rude urge to spit the breakfast back into the cup, just like every breakfast time in the past, he talked with his brother about boring topics.
The servants served the dishes one after another.
On the almost endless table, it is also a decoration like a vase to fill the dishes. When a plate of Wen Ying's favorite dish was served, the servant also placed it on Oswald's right hand due to habit. Oswald looked at Osmond and talked to him. The cup in his right hand was placed on the table, and he took the food into a small dish very naturally.
Just when he was about to put the plate on the seat next to him, the empty seat made him realize what he was doing in a blink of an eye!
The dinner was so quiet that you could even hear a needle drop.
Osmond tried his best not to look at Oswald's expression, it was obviously too late when he wanted to remind him just now. Oswald's emotions were even more out of control than he had imagined. The other party dropped the tableware in his hand suddenly, and the knife and fork hit the plate, making a "clang" bang!
And his elder brother's expression was cloudy and uncertain, as if an unknown storm was brewing, as if he wanted to tear apart the culprit who made him like this.
At this moment, Winston's hurried footsteps broke the atmosphere in the restaurant, "My lord—"
"What's the matter?" Osmond chuckled, "Is there anything that changed your face?"
Winston's solemn expression was very rare, "Miss Sakura is missing!"
"What?!"
Wen Ying was stolen.
The one who stole her was a famous family of vampires. This family specializes in travelers and thieves, and their behavior is quite wanton. They don't shy away from working with the lowest-level handymen and doing jobs that other vampires despise. They like to walk around the world, collect what they see and hear, and use secret codes to communicate with each other, which is quite mysterious.
But their mystery comes from the fact that they never belonged to the high society that most vampires like to be, they are an unpopular kind of vampires, and yet at some point, the two parties will inevitably conduct transactions in private.
Wen Ying was captured without any struggle or resistance—it was useless, and after knowing who captured her, she felt that the timing was just right.
Due to lack of blood and lack of sleep, she was still in a daze, inadvertently recalling what happened last night.
Oswald did not put his idea into practice in the end, after the crystal bottle was smashed.
This is quite a thrilling battle.
Although she is slowly eroding their hearts, the position that can be violated at any time is destined to make the road ahead full of thorns. Even now, she can recall every minute and every second of that time, and the cold sweat she broke out may be worse than More blood is shed.
She wasn't lucky, of course she didn't know that Osmond would come to her, and she didn't know that Oswald would break into the bathroom so coincidentally.
But she knows about love potions.
This potion has a characteristic, in addition to the deadline, it can also be unlocked according to the wishes of the person who gave it. But almost everyone who takes the medicine is to enjoy the love that does not belong to him or her for a while, so no one wants to untie it by himself. As time goes by, this antidote method becomes unknown. What she did was to seize unexpected developments and turn every unfavorable condition into an advantage.
However, the result of smashing the bottle still made her feel lost. She really planned to give it to Oss, on his birthday.
She was forced to undo the love potion ahead of time, and the moment the bottle shattered, she felt as if she had killed Oss with her own hands.
Freno didn't expect the person who wanted to steal to be so cooperative, and he didn't cry or make trouble during the process, which made it useless for him to use the methods he had prepared long ago. And she gave him a familiar feeling, and he found out the day she passed by the door of the banquet hall.
He stuffed a small prop in her pocket for easy positioning. You must know that the castle of the two brothers of Setet is easy to find, but difficult to enter. It is very likely that they will be confused by the fog around the castle. But it still made him happy that she really kept things until today.
Just when he was secretly celebrating, he suddenly realized that he might be happy too early.
The person on his back was crying, and she was crying so silently that he didn't realize until then.
"How are you?"
During his rapid jump of more than ten kilometers, she didn't stop crying, and he had to ask her humanely. Her tears wet his back, and the strange thing was that he usually marched against his prey, except for her.
He was still far away from his destination, he didn't have the ability to teleport, and he had never had any sympathy for his prey, but he really couldn't treat her as nothing.
"A friend of mine died..."
"Congratulations."
"There are also thieves who don't have eyes. They don't steal all the jewels in the castle. It's useless to steal someone."
"... because someone paid for it." Her blood is enough to seduce any prince-level vampire, even if the person who owns her is powerful, there will always be someone who pays for the desire.
"What's your name?" she continued.
He paused for this question, but still answered: "Freno."
He thought she remembered the name to warn him, or to revenge him in the future. But he heard her say, "Freno, I'm thirsty."
Freno fell silent. Who said she doesn't cry or make trouble? Not only was she crying, she was making trouble now.
Will there be robbers who will take whatever they want from their prey
He ignored her, and she started crying again, silently, but he could damn well feel her hurt, and couldn't just sit back and watch.
In the end, he gave her water, food, and a change of clean clothes. After eating, she was tired and fell asleep on his back, snoring softly, which was very sweet.
Freno: "…"
When he sent her into Duke William's castle, she grabbed the hem of his clothes, preventing him from leaving in time.
Duke William is a handsome man with a hint of femininity. He is surrounded by Yingying and Yanyan feeding fruit, and when he sees Wen Ying, his eyes light up, and he pushes them away. Kissed, "My little baby is finally here, it smells so good. Hey, why did you become so thin in a day? Those two brothers are really nothing."
"No, he secretly sucked my blood on the road." Wen Ying said while wiping her tears.
Freno gave her a deadpan look.
"No wonder."
Duke William gave a gloomy look and smiled with white teeth.
Although he also stole it from others, thanks to the person in front of him, but in his hands, he will not allow others to covet the slightest bit of his belongings.
Freno was beaten half to death by his order and temporarily locked in the dungeon of Castle William.
small theater:
Freno: It's not a thing.
Wen Ying: (clamps her face)
Freno: (choked)
Wen Ying: (touching her head) Be good, be good.