Chapter 739 136. Layout
“I pretended to be Prince Lydia’s lover Orouda, so that they dare not touch me, and lied to Williams that the Scarlet Princess was his sister...”
< br>"Why am I not a sister!" Princess Crimson put her hands on her hips.
"I think Williams is older than you."
"He believed it?" Dracula was worried that this was a trap.
Annan recalled Williams' unwilling but forced admission: "Well, this generation of princes in the Morel family doesn't seem to be very smart."
"One more thing... you have a way to tell the difference. Are there any real descendants?"
Dracula smiled: "All ancient families are descended from their ancestors, and the Morel family cannot tell the true from the false..."
"Is there any? Marriage between relatives?”
“Yes, but they are all for deeper interests.”
"Then I'm relieved."
As the nominal sister, Williams will no longer covet the Scarlet Princess, and maybe he will help her.
Lucy and Dracula were relieved. Only the Scarlet Princess was worried: "Are you really Prince Lydia's lover...reincarnation?"
Annan looked around and asked. into the ear of Princess Crimson: "I lied to them."
Princess Crimson looked at the face so close with blurred eyes, suddenly approached his neck and bit it——
"You're still here!"
Annan quickly avoided it and ran out.
"Lord Annan..."
The old housekeeper outside the door saluted. Annan regained his composure and coughed softly: "The Scarlet Princess is back and arranged their room next to mine."< br>
“Yes, my lord.”
Annan thought for a while: "Is the cemetery guard okay? He seems to remember me..."
"Are you talking about Marquis Joseph? He is under control. We need to release him." Will he come out?"
"Excuse me."
"You are too polite..." The old housekeeper hesitated, "Master Annan, Marquis Joseph suffered it two hundred years ago. Seriously injured, he can't recover..."
"That's good..."
"What?"
"I mean, that's a pity..."
Annan always felt as if he had forgotten something... Oh, yes, the Centurion is still in the dungeon.
“A friend of mine who helped me get in was caught by you in the dungeon. Can I bring her out?”
“Of course, please come with me.”
The old housekeeper walked in front and led Annan to the dungeon, which was cold and dark everywhere.
"Lord Annan, this is where..."
The old butler holding the magic lamp stepped aside. Annan looked towards the cell, where a shadow lingered in the corner.
"Centurion?" Annan asked tentatively.
The shadow shook, and a pale face looked up.
"Ha..."
The centurion bared his vampire fangs and suddenly pounced on Annan, but was blocked by the cell.
Annan asked in surprise: "Where did you get the dentures?"
"How do you know they are fake?" The centurion calmed down his ferocious expression, "So many vampires died here. , everywhere.”
“Vampires are not beasts that bite people when they see them…”
He didn't look at the complicated look on the old housekeeper's face next to him.
"Do you want to try it?" The centurion took off the fang and handed it to Annan.
Annan shook his head in disgust: "Olmedo said not to put dirty things in your mouth casually." "I've chewed the flesh and blood of rat men, what does this mean..." The centurion threw it away. Fangs, "Weren't you brought in?"
"Obviously not."
Annan motioned to the old housekeeper to open the cell door.
"Did you charm some big shot again?" The centurion stared at the old housekeeper in confusion.
Annan was about to deny it, but suddenly thought that it was indeed the case, and said vaguely: "Almost..."
"I said this is what you are best at!"
"Who else?"
"Other warlocks."
Ignoring the centurion's slander, Annan asked the old housekeeper: "I need some prisoners...can you lend me some?"
The old housekeeper felt puzzled. But he still satisfied Annan's request and let Annan pick some damn prisoners. After the butler temporarily avoided it, he opened the portal and sent the prisoners to Liberty City.
"Let Bronzebeard make a batch of silver-plated bullets. They are targets."
The entanglement between Annan and vampires is getting deeper and deeper. In the future, Liberty City will inevitably deal with vampires. It is best to Find their weaknesses first.
Rumor has it that vampires are afraid of silverware and garlic. Vampires are indeed afraid of silverware - but not that afraid. Anan even saw them using silver tableware at tonight's banquet. Only ordinary vampires and blood beasts without intelligence will be killed by silver.
As for garlic... Annan confirmed that it was indeed effective - he was disliked by the Crimson Princess for a long time after he accidentally ate garlic.
So garlic is like food with something unacceptable to vampires - a slightly picky vampire will give up eating in disgust, a bad-tempered vampire will kill the food easily, and a less picky vampire will I will wash it before eating.
Anan put himself in his shoes and found it difficult for him to accept if there was a layer of shit on the outside of the food.
Let the centurion follow the maid back to the Crimson Princess first. Annan took the opportunity to follow the old housekeeper to learn about the current situation of the Morel family. They now have one legend, three epics, eighteen masters and hundreds of elites...
The strength of the Morel family is staggering. This is the foundation of the vampire family that has lasted for thousands of years.
"Who is that legend?"
"The former prince, Lord Virginio, is fighting on the front line against the rat men."
The legendary vampire, or The previous prince...it seemed that he was not as easy to fool as his own heir.
Either Annan finishes things here as soon as possible and leaves, or Annan finds a way to make him believe in herself.
When Annan returned to his residence, they were sitting together, and the Scarlet Princess was asking the Centurion about Liberty City.
“What Olmedo, Ilimoyas, Irilanze, Lady Winter, Alice, Princess Seles, Lady of Wine, Maria, Lilith, Belludo Na, Succubus... they are all..."
"They are all the foundation of Liberty City!" Annan interrupted the centurion loudly.
The Centurion echoed: "That's it."
The Scarlet Princess looked back and forth between the nervous Annan and the Centurion suspiciously: "Who is Olmedo?"< br>
"My deputy city lord."
"Where is Mrs. Winter?"
"One of the few good people in the Montreal family who helped me when I was in the north."
>"What happened to the succubus?"
"My residents of Liberty City."
"Succubus residents?"
"There are also vampire residents...have you seen Wood just now?"
"The vampire who gave me the stinky blood clots to eat?" Because the mental shock that Wood brought to the Scarlet Princess was so great that she forgot to continue questioning.
Annan recalled that Wood was indeed keen on cooking blood in various ways and aspired to become a chef in vampires: "That's him."
"Evil..."
Annan took the opportunity to approach the centurion and lowered his voice: "If you continue to say things that shouldn't be said, just build the scavenger base yourself..."
(End of Chapter)