Kou Dong's gaze stayed on the word "master and servant", and he paused for a moment.
Master and servant
This time the game is not a team copy, but his personal copy. The identity of this servant...
Looking up at himself, he saw that he was wearing a crimson cloak. The cloak was so wide that it covered him almost from head to toe. Uncovering the cloak, inside is a white shirt with an extremely complicated neckline, fluffy cuffs, and every button is a round pearl.
Further down, it's... overalls
Kou Dong touched the thing tied to his thigh, a little unsure what the thin loop with socks was called. … a garter
There are also slightly sloped high heels.
The garters, too, were inlaid with thin gold rims, studded with tiny diamonds.
In short, the acceptance of this costume is really not good for Kou Dong. He was wrapped in silk, jewels, and gorgeous attire, and he even felt suffocated.
There is also a smooth and round cane on the seat, engraved with intricate patterns. After careful identification, it can be seen that it is an eagle flying with spread wings, and there is also a cursive English letter: G.
Kou Dong guessed that it should be his family crest.
From this point of view, he should be the host in the invitation.
Viscount Glenn.
Kou Dong remembered his identity, and immediately found that his pocket was bulging, as if something was still stuffed in it.
When I took it out, I realized that it was another piece of folded letter paper.
In scrawled handwriting on the letter paper:
"Dear friends:
I'm really sorry to bother you in this way. However, in Earl Kester's territory, I encountered something very strange and difficult to explain in words.
I realized that I was in prison, and I thought I met a demon crawling out of hell. If you read this letter and have not seen me back after a month, please help take care of my wife and daughter.
Please don't come looking for me, just use this place as my mausoleum, I will pray for your kindness day and night, may my Lord bless you.
Your faithful friend, Selin. "
…
Kou Dong's heart skipped a beat.
He, an anchor of a love game, saw the flag from this letter—the death flag full of paper.
It doesn't feel good.
He rubbed his fingers heavily on the word "devil", and suddenly heard a male voice outside the carriage whispering: "Master, we are about to arrive."
The voice was so familiar, Kou Dong was overjoyed, he lifted the curtain of the car, and saw Ye Yanzhi's clear side face as expected. Ye Yanzhi was riding on a brown-red horse, but he was wearing a riding outfit, with the cuffs of his trousers tucked into black boots, making his legs straight and long.
After meeting his master's eyes, Ye Yanzhi smiled slightly, and moved the horse closer to the carriage. The master poked his head out of the window so that it would be easier to speak to him.
"Is there any other information?" Kou Dong asked him in a low voice, "About this place?"
"Only one."
Kou Dong signaled him to say.
Ye Yanzhi said slowly: "We took over our identities and mixed in here."
After saying this sentence, Kou Dong almost exploded.
"Mix in?"
"Yes," Ye Yanzhi said softly, "The original Viscount Glenn suffered from a strange disease, and you picked him up and locked him in the room. ——You received the invitation directly from the messenger, replacing Viscount Glenn's." identity, and ordered me to pretend to be a servant."
"Don't worry," he glanced at Kou Dong's expression, and said again, "Viscount Glenn is from the east and has just accepted the title. No one here will expose your identity. But you must also play well—"
The corner of his lips twitched slightly, as if smiling.
"You have no questions?"
He's clearly in character.
Kou Dong nodded slightly, and saw the towering spire of the castle in the manor from a distance—it seemed to be trapped in a cloud that could not be dispersed, and every window was tightly closed.
The iron gate of the manor was opened by two servants wearing gray wigs, and they saluted respectfully towards the carriage. The carriage bypassed the dense forest and drove on the path in front of the castle.
There was already a smiling old butler waiting in front of the door with his servants.
The system voice rang again:
[Special rules for this game:
Players will have two ways to end the instance. 1. Do not discover your human identity within the specified time limit of the game.
2. Find out the truth about the castle and unlock the "Fallen Lucifer" branch plot.]
It paused, and a strange smile suddenly appeared in its voice.
[In addition, this system will give players a valuable additional reminder.]
[Don't bleed, don't bleed.]
[—Don’t bleed.]
[Please remember.]
It repeated the simple four words three times, and then disappeared completely. Kou Dong thought of the holes it had dug on a daily basis, and for a moment was not sure whether this hint was completely credible.
Lifting the curtain with one hand, he stepped down the pedal slowly. Ye Yanzhi got off his horse, took a slight step forward, supported him instead, and carefully helped him down, as if he was serving a delicate and expensive nobleman.
The butler also had gray curly hair, and light gray eyes that sparkled like a hawk aiming at its prey.
"You must be Lord Viscount Glenn," he said in a low voice, "The other guests have already arrived, please follow me."
A male servant had quietly carried Kou Dong's luggage away, and the old housekeeper bowed respectfully and stretched out a hand.
"May I ask, who do you need to serve?"
He stared intently at the small half of the young man's face peeking out from under the wide hood. That skin is completely different from the delicateness of the white race, like the finest silk, and the pointed chin is slightly raised, showing an undisguised aristocratic arrogance.
"unnecessary."
The young viscount succinctly answered while waving his hand back.
"I brought someone."
A young servant behind him steps forward.
The old housekeeper took a closer look at him, and found that the other party also had the same rare black hair and black eyes, and he was described as handsome.
It really looks like something the old man would choose.
He didn't say any more, and led the people directly into the main entrance, then bent down again, and stretched out his hand to signal: "Please allow me to help you—"
He would undo the cloak for the Viscount.
The servant who was following Viscount Glenn approached him at some point, and quietly inserted into the gap between the two of them, and said, "Let me do it, please."
The old housekeeper looked at him quietly.
The servant's dark eyes also stared at him, and he said without hesitation, "My master doesn't like others to serve him."
The old housekeeper tightened his jaw, and nodded after a long time, reluctantly agreeing to this unruly approach.
The servant's slender fingers picked the cloak's straps and gently pulled them away. Accompanied by the slight rustling sound of the cloth rubbing against each other, the face of the viscount with oriental blood finally appeared in front of people bit by bit—
bright eyes.
Different from the black color of ordinary people, the hair is slightly long and is tied neatly by a red headband. In the dim candlelight, the jet-black hair will reflect a strange, golden-brown beauty.
His face was pale and delicate, and his figure was also slender. His eyes casually looked over from top to bottom, as if sizing him up, but it didn't make people feel offensive. This kind of aristocratic arrogance was actually pleasing to the eye on him, as if he was born to be pampered like this.
Such a radiant face made the old housekeeper who was used to seeing beauties in this manor slightly startled. After he reacted, he hurriedly led people in, "Please, Lord Viscount."
There are already many people in the meeting room.
The aristocrats sank deep into the soft chairs by the fireplace, and the light from the fireplace cast deep and shallow shadows on their faces. They were talking in low voices, discussing topics that ordinary nobles would discuss.
Estate harvests, hunts, dances and wine.
The old housekeeper knocked on the door three times, and stretched out his hand to invite Kou Dong to enter.
Kou Dong stepped in.
The shoes he wore were slightly heeled, and even on the soft carpet, they made a slight noise. The nobles who heard the sound turned their heads, their eyes suddenly focused on him, and they fell into a slight silence for a while.
He was like a well-burning torch, moving from the outside into the house, and the other people were somewhat affected by this radiance, and even dazzled.
A young man with blond hair and blue eyes stood up from the chair first, and said with a smile, "Viscount Glenn?"
"This is Lord Baron de Legles," the old butler said in a low voice, "a friend of Lord Count Custer."
Kou Dong remembered these two names, both appeared on the invitation.
The latter is the owner of the manor, and the former is the writer of the invitation letter.
He also smiled slightly and said, "It is my honor to receive your invitation."
"It would be our misfortune to miss a beauty like you," Legris laughed, and motioned the butler to add a chair for this new guest. "Today is a fine day."
It was almost evening when Kou Dong came, but he also saw that the sky was full of mist and dark clouds, and the sky was gloomy with no sunshine at all. It didn't look like a good weather anyway.
He nodded, "Indeed."
Ye Yanzhi followed him in, and now he is standing by the wall. Legris saw him at a glance and said, "Is this your new heir?"
The corner of his mouth twitched, and there was clarity in his blue eyes, "A servant?"
Kou Dong didn't understand what he meant by Jieyin, but the word "children" surprised him.
How did this NPC see their father-son relationship
Could it be that his father's love is so obvious, it's all written on his face
He bypassed these two unknown topics, and said vaguely: "Edward is a good boy."
This is the name Ye Yanzhi told him.
"Don't be nervous," Legris moved closer, fixed his eyes on Kou Dong, and said in a low voice, "Since I invited you and this newborn child, it means that we have accepted you and you. Heir. You and he can join us in this feast. Believe me, it will be like nothing you have ever seen."
"only-"
He suddenly moved his nose slightly and took a deep breath. His face was almost lying on the side of Kou Dong's neck, and his breath sprayed on Kou Dong's skin.
Kou Dong didn't back away, but his back couldn't help but feel a little numb.
He didn't know where the sense of crisis came from. These young and handsome nobles all looked at him, and that gaze—
"Has anyone said that?" Legris said in a low voice, staring almost greedily at the light blue blood vessels on the young man's neck, as if he could penetrate the thin layer of skin and see the bright red blood flowing inside. Blood.
He sniffed and murmured softly.
"You smell so good."
Where Kou Dong couldn't see, Legris slightly opened his mouth, his tongue gently rolled over, and he licked his two protruding, pointed teeth calmly.
The author has something to say:
Kou Tiantian in vampire skin was placed among a group of vampires.
Vampire: Dare to move
Kou Tiantian: I dare not, I dare not touch QAQ