chapter 23 business as usual

Seraphina, and distant eyes... won't the memory disappear? Good thing or bad thing?

If every awakening after a long sleep is like a new life, then the life of immortality may not be so difficult.

But if one day, even this salvation is gone, what will happen?

As if to whitewash the disputes and unhappiness that happened in the hot spring before, the Lord Lord of the City held a dinner party to clean up all the dignitaries who were guests in the castle.

The vampire's dinner is naturally a luxurious and classical ball, and the ball is always the favorite of women.

Luxury clothes, beautiful diamonds, perfumes, hair buns, and even pearl lace on shoelaces are also one of the focuses of the competition.

Lanka also excitedly took out her evening dress and jewelry box, sharpened her gun, and was ready to go into battle.

When Seraphina happened to meet the two half-blood dolls who were bothering her in the corridor, even if he observed carefully, he couldn't see the traces of Lanka's violence from the delicate face of the blood family with strong resilience. However, when the other party saw the beauty of Lanka behind her, he really didn't dare to approach her. He just raised his chin arrogantly with his arms full of beautiful dresses and jewelry, and deliberately walked past the two of them...

Lanka looked at the backs of the two and sighed: "Marquis Bruch is so generous~"

Seraphina: "Huh?"

Lanka shrugged, "Oh, didn't I say that? Those two guys were originally from the city lord. Because before we came, Marquis Bruch came to the castle as a guest and happened to see them, so the lord gave them to him .Now those two guys are Lord Bruch's bedmates, so it seems that they have gained a lot of benefits."

Seraphina scratched his head, "Are you envious?"

"I'm also a woman, of course I like beautiful clothes and jewelry. It's basically useless to buy so much with my own salary, but if you want to get something for nothing, you have to be with a nobleman, alas..." Lanka sighed, fiddling with her skirt He put the ribbon on his feet, and then brushed his hair back together, "Fortunately, compared to fancy clothes and beautiful diamonds, I am more excited by scientific research achievements. This is not something that can be bought with money, but the crystallization of wisdom! Don't you think I'm full of inner beauty from the inside out?"

Seraphina, calmly complained: "On our earth, only when there is no external beauty will we desperately emphasize inner beauty."

Lanka, being hit against the wall: "... superficial."

Seraphina: "Yes, but when a man looks for a wife, he still looks at the face first, and when he interviews for a job, he still chooses the beautiful one. In life, beautiful women generally have advantages over ugly women. Although they know it's superficial, everyone still can't help it. Let’s do it. Speaking of which, it’s not just the vampires who like to pursue beauty, humans are the same.”

Lanka: "That's true. In fact, even if I use my love of work to comfort myself, if I have the conditions, I will probably still buy beautiful clothes and jewelry."

Seraphina: "Actually, Lanka, you are already a strong man who is beautiful inside and out by the standards of the earth. Even without jewelry decoration, you are still dazzling."

"Oh hehehe~ Your mouth is really getting sweeter~" The Lanka beauty smiled for a long while with her hands on her hips, then suddenly paused, "Ah, yes! Do you have any specialties? Singing, dancing, reciting, painting, musical instruments, etc. Yes, anything will do! Noble banquets love to play with these ostentatious things."

Seraphina shook his head silently.

Lanka stroked his forehead, "Is there something you are good at?"

Seraphina thought for a while, "I will do somersaults."

Lanka: "..."

Seraphina: "When I was overwhelmed before the physical education exam in middle school, I was the first in the class..."

Lanka, holding her head and sobbing, "Enough! Don't talk about it...you always have the dress for the dinner?"

Seraphina lowered his head and looked through the package, "I only brought pajamas and temperature-adjusting protective clothing."

Lanka knelt down in frustration, speechless...

Hey, in fact, the saddest people should be those who are not beautiful on the outside and empty on the inside, right?

Melodious string music reverberates in the castle hall, classical chapters strike every inch of luxurious walls and historic furniture, flickering candlelight shrouds more flickering skirts, gentlemen have golden cuffs, ladies wear beaded Drilled shoe toes, red lips, black eyes, fair skin, silver hair, every piece of laughter is filled with norms and prudence that can only be brought up, melting into an arrogant ending, interweaving into a lively melody. dinner...

Prince Fanzhuo sat alone in the position of the guest of honor, ignoring the courteous men and women who were singing birds and flowers, lazily drinking the expensive wine in the glass, staring at his left hand, thinking...

Warm, creamy, soft, with the touch of panting and water droplets... Clenching his fists, Fan Zhuo closed his eyes with a headache, leaned back in his seat and sighed, "It's really torture... "

You can see it, you can touch it, but you can't touch it.

I really want to tear it up and eat it, tear it up and eat it...

Holding such a fragile thing in the palm of your hand is like a child holding a delicate paper crane. Crazy thoughts of destruction surged faintly, just wanting to tear it apart once!

Perhaps, for the safety of the other party, we should separate for a period of time.

As it said, out of sight, out of mind.

His Excellency the Prince sighed again.

The plump breasts of someone who squeezed up next to him brushed past his arms, which distracted him, and he couldn't help but think of another kind of touch... By the way, if it wasn't for the fact that he was so thin now and his bones were starting to hurt, it would be almost It's a body that feels so good in the hand that people can't help but have bad thoughts.

Needless to say, males of the blood race, even relatively soft females, are still a type of zombie after all. The body is like a doll wrapped in wax, pure white and dazzling, flawless, but also hard and lifeless.

But that is different. It was a warm and soft body, which was different from the cold body of the blood race, full of elasticity and fragility of life... Life existed so vividly, yet so easily taken away.

And weak, and cute.

This sense of ambivalence is especially attractive to inanimate creatures like vampires.

What's more, the skin that was supposed to be much more delicate than that of the vampires, after being soaked in the hot spring, has a layer of slippery, warm and moist like a milky cream that melts in the hands, making people want to take a bite. The tear-filled eyes that were exposed because of the pain, like a bullied animal, looked over timidly, making people feel numb and itchy...Prince Fanzhuo really admired him and carried him back to the room. I left without doing anything!

That's right, if we separate, we will sleep in the coffin alone.

No cute throw pillows.

No alluring aroma.

You can't even kiss casually.

sleep alone, sleep alone...

The expressionless prince opened his eyes with his chin propped on his hands, and murmured softly, "Let's do it as usual."

The city lord, who was asking about the dinner process, paused for a moment, thinking that the prince was responding to himself, so he quickly turned back and told the housekeeper: "Did you hear? It's business as usual, business as usual!"

As a result, a few blue-blood teenagers with healthy and delicious blood were brought up tonight's buffet, and stood respectfully in a row under the noses of the nobles.

"No, I should gain some weight..." The prince, who was still distracted, turned his wine glass and muttered to himself.

The city lord immediately followed through: "Did you hear that? Gain some weight, and bring it up when you gain weight! Get it down and get it down, and pick a new batch of fat ones to come up! Fat ones! Fat ones!"

Why is it still losing weight? His fingers knocked on the armrest unconsciously, and Prince Vanjoy leaned on the back of the chair absent-mindedly, waiting for all the guests to enter.

There are always bursts of exclamations at the entrance, sometimes praising the beauty of the man's female companion, and sometimes talking about the expensive and rare accessories of the lady. All bring out their best, from smile to tiptoe, striving to shine...  

Of course, not all blood races like to compete for beauty. There are also rigid soldiers like General Bruch, who have a physical aversion to banquets. They always show their faces in the second half of the dinner when no one is paying attention to the entrance of the hall, to show their courtesy to the host, and then leave in a hurry.

As for the prince, he has already left the contest at that level. With his status in the blood clan, he only needs to look down from a high position.

On the other hand, General Nofiler, who seldom returns to Sarn, has become the focus of everyone's attention this time. The noble ladies were amused by the anecdotes and strange things the general encountered on the front line. His unrestrained speech and rough voice with a sense of military vulgarity were completely different from the soft-spoken and slow-talking nobles in the imperial capital. Feel fresh and curious. The castle of Iris Northset is full of business nobles like Giovanni. Men who rarely go to the battlefield always like to discover their blood and passion in the stories of others leading soldiers in battle, as if they were surrounded by Nofil Talking loudly can make them feel a little bit of battlefield pride...

Fanzhuo naturally understood why Nuo Feile deliberately delayed returning to the front line for a day, and probably guessed why he appeared here now. They are waiting for the same person.

But when that person really appeared at the entrance of the hall, they were all stunned.