Chapter 2 The Vampire Bride Verona (please read it!!)
Cloth flying, the girl’s scream, and the man’s wanton laughter echoed in the room instantly.
The man knew very well that this might be his last carnival before death!
As the man kept tearing her apart, the woman was stripped into a half-covered and alluring white sheep in a matter of seconds, adding even more temptation.
The girl was unable to struggle at this time, her eyes were wet with tears of despair, and she murmured with dull eyes:
"Merciful Lord! I am your devout believer, why do you let me suffer so much."
The girl is not only the first successor of Transylvania, but also a Roman A devout believer in the Holy See.
In Transylvania, she has always been synonymous with beauty and dignity, and her character has always been aloof from the world.
She was so naive that she even considered giving up her throne to her brother, but she never expected
The desperate and helpless girl had given up her prayers to the gods. At that time, she obviously found that praying to the so-called gods had no effect at all.
Seeing the disgusting brother cutting the rope and trying to separate her white legs, in despair, he couldn't help shouting:
"Who can save me! I am willing to dedicate everything I have!"
"Pfft! Ugh!"
The man opened his eyes wide and looked at the tip of the sword that penetrated from his chest, blood dripping continuously.
“Hey, Hehe~”
He was breathing heavily, mixed with the fear of death, and blood was pouring from his mouth.
He turned his head with difficulty, wearing red armor and a black cloak. When he saw the man suddenly appearing behind him, his pupils couldn't help but tighten and dilate.
"Impale the Archduke! Vlad!" After the man finished speaking, he suddenly farted.
“This, this happened so fast!”
The girl looked at the scene in front of her stupidly, feeling that her brain was not enough at this time, and her lips were wide open. Yes, it looks very cute.
It wasn't until she noticed the man looking towards her that the girl suddenly came back to her senses.
The girl who witnessed all this, instead of being afraid, looked straight at the heroic man who suddenly appeared to save her from the fire and water, with a trace of confusion gradually flashing in her eyes.
My heart, which was originally calm towards men, started to jump when faced with this sudden man.
Vlad couldn't help but find it interesting when he looked at the delicate girl in front of him who was completely naked, her face gradually flushed, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.
Looking over the man's body, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently lifted the girl's delicate white chin, and looked at it carefully.
Facing Vlad's domineering and frivolous behavior, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly and her body gradually stiffened.
At this moment, she knew very well how tempting her current state was.
But faced with the man's unreasonable behavior, the girl didn't know why, but she felt a little bit of joy in her shame.
Faced with such a situation, the girl's eyes became even more panicked and ashamed, as if she was trapped in a weird cycle.
At this time, Vlad looked at the tall, attractive, straight, black girl in front of him. The original elegant and dignified temperament was gone at this moment, and all that was left was the charming and shy posture of a girl.
"What you said before is true."
Hearing the words in her ears, the girl was confused for a while.
However, she quickly understood the meaning. Facing the man who saved her in despair, the girl nodded without hesitation.
"Of course it is true, I am willing to dedicate everything I have!" The girl's voice was hoarse and her eyes were firm.
Faced with this man who suddenly appeared to save her when she was full of despair and helplessness, for some reason, the girl was convinced that this man was the prince she had always dreamed of.
This feeling is very mysterious, but very real.
The corners of Vlad's mouth raised slightly, he released the girl's chin, and slowly slid his fingers down from the slender neck: "Your name."
"I, my name is Verona "The girl with long black hair said in a trembling voice.
At this time, under the man's domineering gaze and the gentle sliding touch of his fingers, she was very sensitive and ashamed, completely losing her usual aloofness and dignity.
Her body trembled involuntarily, and an unprecedented feeling of being conquered continued to stimulate her nerves at this time.
For a time, her originally dull life fell into a weird trembling state.
This special psychological stimulation made her feel confused and a little bit of desire from the heart.
Vlad naturally noticed Verona's current state, with a look of understanding in his eyes.
But at this time, Vlad fell into deep thinking because of the girl's image and name.
Just because of the image and name of the girl, he felt an inexplicable familiarity.
As he searched through the memories in his mind, Vlad couldn't help but widen his eyes strangely.
Because he already knew why he looked so familiar when facing this girl.
Van Helsing!
The title of a movie suddenly appeared in Vlad's mind.
The girl in front of me is the eldest sister of the three beautiful vampire brides of Dracula: Verona!
Isn't this the world of Dracula's first year?
Vlad was feeling distracted by his discovery.
"Can you please untie the rope from my hand first?" Verona, who was still a straight black girl at this time, with hazy eyes and a shy face, whispered softly.
After coming back to his senses, Vlad no longer thought about it and first untied the girl.
Verona stood up, stretched out her slender arms to cover her key position, blushed shyly and said:
“I~I don’t know what to call you yet.”
Vlad looked at the beautiful and lustful girl in front of him and said casually:
"Just call me master."
"Ah~?!!"
The girl opened her mouth, first in confusion, then in shock.
Vlad stepped forward, his strong and straight body approaching Verona with a strong momentum.
He took the girl's tall and fair body into his arms and said domineeringly:
"You don't want to!"
Verona didn't know why, but in front of her face When facing Vlad, the girl's delicate body suddenly became numb.
A tremor from the heart suddenly surged up, and Verona said softly:
"I do."
It wasn't until she finished speaking that Verona came back to her senses, and suddenly A sense of shame arose, as if he didn't recognize himself at this time.
"How could this be! Why do I feel like myself no longer when I see him."
Although it is a bit convoluted, it is indeed the case, as if it is destined. .
Although Verona had some doubts in her heart, for some reason, she felt relaxed and excited in her heart, as if it should be like this.
"How strange." Verona thought to herself.
Looking at Verona who was burying her head in his arms because of shyness, Vlad’s lips curled up slightly.
Looking at the dim sky outside the room, the world is getting more and more interesting!
Blood infested the palace, and the chaotic shouts of killing still did not end until this moment.
For the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire, who were elite soldiers in many battles, they were here to suppress rebellions, rather than to make war fortune.
At this time, only a small part of the chaos in the city was caused by the remaining resistance forces.
The real chaos was actually caused by the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire who broke into the city and allowed the low-level refugees to take advantage of the chaos and fish in troubled waters.
The Ottoman Empire army commanded by Vlad knew some rules.
Every time the city is breached, General Vlad allows his soldiers to party for a day, but is prohibited from attacking civilians. After all, civilians have little wealth.
But it occupies 90% of a city. Doing so can not only break the will of the common people to resist to the death, but also achieve the result of dividing the stubborn noble forces.
Coupled with Vlad's brutal piercing torture in the past, Vlad has rarely encountered stubborn resistance since he became famous.
After all, no one wants to face a brutal Vlad.
This time is no exception!
This also made Vlad the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire, the most relied upon general, and even directly canonized Vlad as the King of the Principality of Wallachia.
After this rebellion was suppressed, it was time for Vlad to return and inherit the throne.
Walking in the palace of Transylvania, Vlad said to the nearby bodyguards:
“Send the order and maintain order in the city. What I want is a intact Transylvania. Sylvania!"
"Yes, Lord Vlad"
The guards bowed their heads to Vlad with a look of fervent reverence and left quickly.
He paid no attention to the beautiful girl in ragged clothes behind Vlad.
Verona heard the guard address her behind her, and only then did she know the man's name.
"You are the Archduke of Impalement, Vlad!" The girl's expression was very surprised.
"Huh? Didn't your brother say that just now?" Vlad raised his eyebrows and said.
The girl's eyes dodge in a panic, and she hesitates to look at Vlad.
Looking at Verona's slender fingers stirring in her hands, her blushing face looked like a deer stumbling around in a panic.
Vlad understood clearly, but he did not expect that in Van Helsing, the beautiful vampire bride would appear grand, confident and ladylike.
It actually looks like this at this time, but it is really
It’s not okay to be like this. It seems that it needs to be trained and trained.
Fred smiled evilly: "Interesting."
The girl Verona looked at Fred in confusion. Although she didn't know why he was laughing, the moment she saw Fred smiling, she also laughed inexplicably.
(End of this chapter)