Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

Probably he hasn't had much contact with the outside world.

Isn't she just a little girl who is still a little naive about the world?

Ryan was thinking secretly, and it was obvious that his thoughts had gone astray.

Curry, who was standing aside, had a tense expression.

Still struggling with the problem just now.

He couldn't help but think of the night before, when the little boy was crying in pain with tears in his eyes under him.

I don't know why, but he, who has always been cold-hearted, suddenly softened.

then···

Yes, he is the one below.

He is not afraid of pain.

Curry comforted himself in this way.

Well, it's simply because of this.

Otherwise, with his martial arts and physical strength.

It must be the one above.

How obvious it is.

Is that even a question?

··· ···

A figure in a black cloak suddenly appeared in Leicester's castle.

Lester looked at the visitor nonchalantly.

He revealed a somewhat wicked smile.

"Long time no see, old friend."

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David twisted his fingers in annoyance.

He had been in the castle for several days.

Except for the first day he arrived, he never saw Her Majesty the Queen again.

If this continues, how can he gain the trust of Her Majesty the Queen?

Thinking of the task Lester gave him before he came.

He bit his lip, frowned, and looked very conflicted.

No, no matter what, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

Lester promised him as long as he could complete the task successfully.

He can do whatever he wants in the future.

He is free.

He can choose to return to him or stay with Her Majesty the Queen.

Lester will never interfere with me again.

Thinking of this, David stood up immediately.

Curry didn't restrict their freedom too much.

But they were only allowed to move around below the second floor of the castle.

He has been to all these places these days and hasn't found anything like that.

The only thing left is the upstairs.

Upstairs is where Her Majesty the Queen and that nasty blood slave live.

They cannot come and go as they please.

Thinking of this, David became very angry.

That annoying blood slave stayed by His Majesty's side every day, leaving them no chance to get close to each other.

His teeth itched with hatred.

One day, he will make him pay.

David reached the staircase.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he gritted his teeth and sneaked up.

Curry and Ryan came out from the back.

Ryan tilted his head.

"Aren't we going to stop him?"

Curry shook his head.

Staring at Ryan's moist lips opening and closing.

He answered somewhat absentmindedly.

"Your Highness will handle it himself."

Ryan nodded.

Then he asked with some curiosity.

"Why do you keep calling her Your Highness?"

“I was picked up by His Majesty and the Queen, and have been taken care of by His Majesty since I was a child.

That’s what I’ve always called her.”

Ryan understood.

Because the late queen and the others were still alive at that time, and he was probably used to calling her that, so he never changed it.

Ryan looked up and noticed that some people had strange looks in their eyes.

Raised eyebrows.

He tilted his head slightly, deliberately revealing a large area of ​​fair skin.

Looking at the person opposite him, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

He raised the corners of his lips.

Curry couldn't restrain himself any longer and quickly moved over to pick the man up.

Ryan used the force to jump onto him.

She clamped her legs together and clasped them around his waist.

Curry's eyes darkened.

Kiss the lips that someone offers to you.

The two entangled figures quickly disappeared in the corridor.

Silence returned to the corridor.

David on this side successfully climbed up the stairs.

But looking at so many rooms, he was a little troubled.

He didn't know which one Her Majesty was staying in.

You can't just open the doors of each room to look for it, right?

He frowned, walked lightly and carefully, listening and searching in the corridor.

Suddenly the door of a room in front opened.

Mu Wanxi walked out from inside.

Seeing him, there was no surprise on his face.

Instead, David saw the smile spreading in her eyes.

He walked over quickly with some excitement, and greeted Mu Wanxi in a cheerful tone.

"Her Majesty the Queen."

Mu Wanxi didn't say anything, but suddenly moved closer and stared into David's eyes.

David smelled a faint fragrance, which was very pleasant.

Seeing the beautiful face so close to him, David couldn't help but lower his head and blush.

But before he could react.

Mu Wanxi snapped her fingers next to his ear.

David's eyes became dull for a moment.

He looked up and straight ahead.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

There was a hint of temptation in Mu Wanxi's voice.

David answered mechanically.

"I want Her Majesty."

Roy, who was worried and had just walked out of the house to check the situation, heard these words.

He immediately pulled Mu Wanxi into his arms.

He frowned and looked at David warily.

His eyes were full of displeasure.

Mu Wanxi couldn't help but chuckle.

She hooked her arms around Roy's neck and pecked him lightly on the lips.

Roy's face looked better.

Mu Wanxi then changed the way she asked.

"Who sent you here, and what are you doing here?"

"It's Prince Leicester. He wants me to get something, something very important."

"what?"

"Holy weapon."

Roy's brows furrowed even more when he heard this.

There was even murderous intent in his eyes.

Mu Wanxi patted his hands, calmed him down, and signaled him not to get excited.

"Then you can go and tell him that you have gained my trust and will be able to get the holy weapon soon."

David nodded dully.

Mu Wanxi snapped her fingers again.

David fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes closed.

Mu Wanxi ignored him and hung on Roy, whispering sweetly in his ear and speaking mischievously.

"My dear, look, so many people want the holy relic. You must keep it well for me."

Roy looked at the person in front of him lovingly, tucked the loose hair around her temples, and his tone was gentle and calm.

"Okay, I will definitely protect it. Even if I die, I will not let it..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Mu Wanxi covered his mouth with an unhappy expression.

"It's nothing compared to your life."

"I don't want to hear you protect it with your life anymore."

“I give it to you because it will be more useful in your hands.

It can also be used to protect yourself.

This way, if you encounter a powerful high-level vampire next time, you will have a better chance of winning, instead of having to protect it."

Mu Wanxi said with a serious expression.

What she said about asking him to take good care of the holy artifact was just a joke.

She always felt that there was something strange about the way things were in this world.

I'm afraid he might do something weird again, so with the holy weapon in his hands, his safety would be more guaranteed.