The cold touch, like being entangled by a snake.

Unable to refuse to press him, slender knuckles caressed the toes, traced the veins of the blue blood vessels, and continued to swim upstream.

Next, the prince grabbed the platinum anklet.

There is a smile in the dark red eyes, but it is as focused as a python staring at its prey, and there are other things hidden.

For a time, Yu Yuan was at a loss for words.

Do you have any anti-hidden ability! The invisibility is too frightening!

The two people sitting on the corner of the steps had a huge stained glass window behind them, and in front of the window stood a statue of a **** from an unknown religion, watching silently.

Outside the window, it was getting dark, and the moonlight filled the air.

Belonging to the dark race, it is time to hunt.

Along the exposed area of ​​the nightgown, the articulated hand slowly clings to the calf.

Yu Yuan subconsciously tried to pull away, but was caught even tighter, like a trap in some kind of quagmire. Struggle would only have the opposite effect.

"I miss you."

Whispered voices almost murmured.

"..."

Think how I disappeared from your presence.

I'm not offline yet.

Yu Yuan put his hands on his sides, his knuckles clasped the edge of the steps, blinked, thinking about how to confuse this scene.

There should be nothing more embarrassing than being caught in person.

Thinking that he just stared at the other party for a long time by stealth, he felt embarrassed until his scalp tingled.

Social death is just that.

"Uh..." He scratched his hair, his tone as sincere as possible, "Can you let go of your hands first?"

The calf was slightly lifted, which always made him feel like a rabbit whose hind feet were lifted, or a cat whose legs were bitten.

Hearing this, the prince not only did not let go, but also let out a chuckle.

His two feet were pressed and stepped on his legs, and the fabric was rubbing against the soles of his feet.

Yu Yuan couldn't help but slapped the opponent's hand fiercely. Taking advantage of the moment he let go subconsciously, he immediately pulled his legs back, bent his knees and hugged him in his arms, as if he was afraid of being robbed.

Seeing this scene, the prince let out another low laugh.

Yu Yuan: "..." You seem to have a problem.

Then the prince asked slowly again, "Do you miss me?"

"..." You seem to be sick.

He did think about some things in the castle, such as the hidden equipment in several rooms.

At the beginning, I didn't know that hidden equipment was so valuable, and I was worried when I thought about it.

There was no response, and the prince repeated it as if he had to get an answer now.

Yu Yuan is almost two big, looking at each other's eyes, feeling as if if he dared to say nothing, he probably wouldn't be on this step when he opened his eyes again.

Instantly teleport such a cheating skill, how could he not be a mage? These two blood races are more skilled than the other, and they will pass on a word if they disagree.

Can only bite the bullet and nod.

Unexpectedly, the prince had to take an inch, put his hands on his side, and continued to move forward.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and the tips of their noses almost touch each other.

Pale skin, jet-black hair, contrasting black and white.

The prince picked up a piece of hair that had just grown past the earlobe, twisted it in his hand, and asked with a faint look, "How much do you want?"

"When you were taken from Full Moon City, when you were hidden, when you were held..."

"...Who are you thinking about?"

Subjectively omit the name of a certain blood clan, and do not want to mention it.

Yu Yuan was about to perform a mitotic split in two on the spot.

What's wrong with this?

Even if he understood what the prince meant, he couldn't even say the word "you", which was too strange.

The script you took is not quite right.

At this time, the prince pressed his wrist again, and his eyes became darker.

Yu Yuan finally couldn't help but complain, "Don't you feel a little bit blinded by yourself?"

The blatant persecution is a multiple choice question from beginning to end.

The prince interpreted another meaning, "Is that Lambert?"

When he said the name, it was like being bitten into pieces.

You are a genius at logic.

Yu Yuan flicked his hand, only then did he realize a problem, so he asked bluntly, "So how did you see me?"

As if he remembered something, the prince didn't care that he left the topic for the time being, but instead said proudly: "It's just a little trick, there are ways."

I squatted in the corner the night before, and you didn't see it either.

Yu Yuan complained frantically in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, just wanted to say something.

But at this moment, there was a noisy movement from the first floor.

Yu Yuan could recognize Winnie's voice from it.

Like Lambert is back.

The prince did not continue with the previous question, he was about to pick up the person, and said in a low voice:

"Time to go, my dear."

There was the sound of a person's footsteps going upstairs.

The moment the prince reached out and touched it, almost at the same time—

The expressionless Yu Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood silently.

Having become accustomed to the fluctuation of blood bars, he silently wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth.

But it was enough to dye a large piece of fabric red enough to bleed.

The slightly wide red pupils seemed to be redder than the blood splattered on his body.

"You..." The prince's movements were stagnant, his previous smile was no longer seen, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Yu Yuan said faintly, "I'm really fine."

How to convince these two or two that he is just a mage player whose health bar fluctuates up and down.

Rounding up, it's about equal to a bleeding Debuff on top of your head.

But the more he said it was okay, the more counterproductive it became.

I don't know what came to mind, the prince suppressed the sudden anger and almost roared:

"What did Lambert do to you? Did he do something!"

No, what are you thinking about?

Yu Yuan was about to be overwhelmed by a question mark on his forehead, so he quickly said, "He didn't do anything, and I'm really fine, just a little blood, normal."

It's okay not to speak, but when he speaks, he spit out another mouthful of blood.

He silently covered his mouth, feeling that he was fit to be a mute.

Why does it start spewing blood every time at this time? Is this the body's self-protection mechanism to relieve embarrassment!

The prince's face was even more ugly.

Yu Yuan still covered his mouth, a sound leaked from his fingers, "Calm down, it's really okay."

He originally wanted to say that both Lambert and Winnie were taking care of him, which was a little too meticulous, but looking at the state of the prince, he intuitively told him that it would be better not to mention anyone's name.

But the prince clearly has his own judgment.

A good person suddenly disappears for a few days, and when he reappears, there is a big problem with his body. It's as if a lost kitten has been searched for days by its anxious owner, only to find it showing signs of abuse.

Lambert can't do such a thing as abuse - but as far as the prince is concerned, Lambert's hypocritical image predestines him to resort to other means.

For example, using a drug that won't really hurt Yu Yuan, but it will make people weak, and then take advantage of the situation to take care of each other, not only makes people unable to leave, but also benefits him.

And Yu Yuan was unaware of all this, and was even softened by Lambert's seemingly attentive care.

In the end is the blood connection, he understands the means Lambert may take.

The angry prince looked at the blood on Yu Yuan's body and the blood splattered on his body, his eyes became more and more complicated.

He stretched out his hand, wiped Yu Yuan's face, and wiped the blood from his own hand.

And silently licked a mouthful in the palm of his hand.

Yu Yuan was stunned.

He really didn't understand what the other party was thinking and what he was going to do.

But this expression fell in the eyes of the prince, and it had another meaning.

The dazed and ignorant eyes, the blood on his hands, looks like a wounded cat, innocent and pitiful, and he doesn't understand what he has encountered and what has been done.

The footsteps under the stairs were getting closer and closer, as if a piano piece had reached its climax.

The prince stood up, did not choose to take Yu Yuan away now, but glanced at the stairs one floor lower outside the corner.

At this time, Lambert happened to go upstairs, stood there looking up, and stopped for a moment.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the night was dark, and there were not a few candles lit on the walls of the stairs, and the figure of the person who came was like a ghost.

Beneath the usual icy appearance, there is a surging anger lurking. He immediately scolded: "Smollett!"

He was delayed on the road for too long, and naturally the people in front of him were hindering him.

The blood on the prince's hand dripped down his fingertips, his eyes were also red, and he did not speak.

A few steps further up, Lambert saw a man huddled against the wall in the corner, with large patches of blood on his light-colored nightgown.

Extraordinarily dazzling.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

The things that should have been dealt with on the rainy night, Lambert gave up because Yu Yuan stopped him.

But what Smollett forced Yu Yuan to do now is self-evident.

Lambert stepped forward slowly on the lower stairs, his eyes never leaving.

On the other side, Yu Yuan, who was in a mess in his head, finally came up with a vague idea.

He began to vomit blood, and the prince wondered why he thought Lambert did it? At the same time, Lambert saw this scene, but felt that the prince had done something.

Is this relationship a little too complicated, and are these two people a little too brainy.... The most important thing is that they are obviously not the kind of characters who can communicate with others, and they are all based on their own. Act subjectively.

For a time, he could not evaluate anything.

"Stop, stop, you guys wait a second." Yu Yuan couldn't help but say.

The other two turned their heads to look at him, their eyes softening a little.

"I vomited blood, no, I have nothing to do with anyone like this." He pointed at himself while holding the collar, "I wasn't angry, and I wasn't hurt."

If I really want to say the culprit, it should be the technician A80, who didn't tell him that such an unexpected situation would happen.

"I'll take you back to your room to rest first."

Lambert was obviously the more rational and reasonable of the two, and knew that Yu Yuan had vomited blood two days ago. Even if it is to completely settle this matter with Smollett, Yu Yuan's current situation is the priority.

The prince sneered impatiently, "You've done 'good things', and you're still pretending to be here?"

He believed that the other party did something on purpose.

This time, Lambert's long-standing anger was completely ignited.

"The medicine you used without authorization, I didn't even think about the consequences!" The low roar sounded like a lion's anger.

People who are usually restrained seem to vent their emotions more violently.

Hearing this sentence, the prince, who was still very dissatisfied just now, was stunned for a moment.

When he did that thing, he didn't think much about it. As a result, after the person disappeared in Full Moon City and he couldn't find it after searching for a long time, he vaguely felt a little guilty.

Now being accused by Lambert face to face, and then looking at the blood on Yu Yuan's body...

The arrogance went down halfway in an instant. For the first time, he revealed that he was at a loss, trying to explain something, "I..."

What can he say, when he was fascinated at the time? Want people to take the initiative to get close to you, want to help him through the initial transition period? I can't even figure out why.

"Okay!" Yu Yuan exclaimed.

He could hear it. The two people's excessive brain supplementation is not an ordinary disease. They have formed a complete logical chain, but nothing is right.

Although he himself has a lot of dissatisfaction, he allows these two people to continue to speculate indiscriminately, and the more they run, the more they run away.

The two people who were standing didn't speak anymore and looked at him silently.

Yu Yuan cleared his throat, "I'll make it clear now."

"First of all, this problem has nothing to do with me right now, and I don't know what you are thinking about. I can only say that you are thinking too much about what you think. If you overdo your brain supplement, it is recommended to treat it in time. Secondly, I am very tired now and just want to eat. Order something and go back to rest, don't disturb me."

"Finally." Yu Yuan pointed at the stairs below with a blank expression, "If you really want to fight, go out and fight, or you will have to be cleaned up."

The wreckage left by the fight in the hall the day before yesterday was still cleaned up by Winnie during the day, and the walls had just been repainted.

He knew that he could not persuade him, but he did not intend to persuade the two to communicate well to resolve the misunderstanding.

Neither of the remaining two needed to speak first.

Yu Yuan stood up, "I'll go up and change first."

Half of the blood, he saw himself as if he had just killed someone and ran back from there.

Lambert stepped forward and adjusted his glasses, "I'll accompany you."

The prince habitually sarcastically said, "Why don't you sew clothes by yourself."

In his view, Lambert's actions in every detail are naturally purposeful.

Yu Yuan was hurt by the two people's arguing, and stressed out angrily: "I have two hands, two feet, no physical disability, no intellectual disability, and I can take care of myself very much."

After he finished speaking, he went upstairs without turning his head.

Like some kind of coincidence, the Prince and Lambert grabbed his hands that were hanging by their sides at the same time.

Yu Yuan was about to say something, but at this moment, the sound of the game system suddenly sounded in his ear, and he subconsciously stopped.

"Game...Admin...Voice..."

For a moment, he almost wondered if there was something wrong with his hearing, and the sound in his ears was intermittent.

"Priority...autoplay."

Then, the voice stopped for a while.

Seeing him stunned, Lambert and the prince said something at the same time, but Yu Yuan, who was all focused on the voicemail, didn't listen carefully.

"Yu...problem results...worry..."

The familiar A80's voice has a strange feeling. It's like an old-fashioned radio, intermittently because the signal is not good, but there is a bit of weirdness.

"...what the world encounters...continue on the quest..."

"...contact...as soon as possible..."

"A80."

Twisted and weird sound.

Cool back.

The playback has been completed, but the lingering sound still seems to be echoing in my ears. Yu Yuan silently opened the email system, only to find that it failed again.

The friend page also fails to send messages.

Just like back when I was in the old castle, I couldn't get offline and couldn't contact anyone.

Emails with few words intelligible don't provide much useful information at all.

"Yu Yuan?"

Lambert's voice seemed to come from far away.

In their eyes, Yu Yuan suddenly stood still, his body was stiff, and he didn't respond to other people's calls.

Yu Yuan closed his eyes subconsciously and opened them again.

"I'm fine."

He turned around and ran upstairs, silently repeating the email message he just heard, trying to find a chance to be alone and write it down first.

This sudden and strange reaction made the other two let go of their previous disputes first.

The prince wanted to follow, but was stopped by Lambert this time, "Let him be alone for a while."

The prince cursed secretly, "You just..."

Ignoring the upcoming dispute at all, Yu Yuan ran upstairs a few steps, stepped barefoot on the wooden floor of the corridor, returned to the previous room, and closed the door.

He wanted to open the memo in the game, but the system didn't respond like it was broken, so he had to pull out a few pieces of parchment from the table and dipped the ink with a quill.

It was the first time to write in this way, and it felt very novel, but he couldn't care about feeling anything, and made a limited record based on the memory of only listening to it once.

Question results, worry, what the world encounters, continue the mission ......

Staring at the words on the paper, Yu Yuan held a quill.

There was movement outside the door, and I knew that Lambert and the prince were outside, but no one needed to come in to disturb him.

He looked at every word carefully.

A80 had promised him that the problem would be solved in a short time, but it was pushed back again and again. Even if he sent an email to ask questions, he did not explain the reason.

In the past two days, Rao was as optimistic as Yu Yuan, and it was inevitable that he would be worried at certain moments.

Now this email with unknown status, whether the problem is about to be solved, good news is reported to him, or the situation has become serious, but the official word tells him not to worry, Yu Yuan can't make a judgment based on this remaining information .

Also, he is now again unable to contact anyone. It is also unknown whether the new progress in reality affects the game world, or what new problems have arisen in the game.

Is the situation better, or worse?

He couldn't explain why, but he had a gut feeling that something bad had happened. Uncontrollable palpitation, as if he had been vomiting blood because of the blood bar problem before, he felt that this rapid heartbeat was not a reaction from his heart, but that there was a problem with a certain value.

The ink marks on the paper were not dry, and a drop of ink dripped from the tip of the pen, dizzying new marks.

Feeling blessed, Yu Yuan suddenly remembered what the other party said when he met A80.

He was trapped in the game because he took a hidden mission. The mission has been done several times. At that time, he also asked A80 for advice. The other party said that this mission chain is not a setting of the game itself.

A80 casually suggested that maybe it can continue to do the task.

Task.

Yu Yuan used a feather pen to draw a black circle on the word.

A80 mentioned "tasks" in this email, which was not mentioned in previous emails.

And this series of quests, after he got the silver dagger last time, but the quest was not completed, he never clicked on the interface to check it again.

At this time, he wanted to open the interface again. For some reason, he hesitated.

After a while.

On the translucent game interface, the seventh mission has been completed.

The new task refreshed is not task eight, but the final task.

Yu Yuan subconsciously looked at the closed door, there was no movement in the corridor, I don't know if the two left, or if they reached some kind of reconciliation, keep quiet.

Outside the window, the night was getting darker, and only one candle was lit inside the house.

The light of the game interface reflected in his eyes, and the icy blue light became colder.

This time it is no longer like the simple task command before, but a long string of text, which is like a story.

[Final Mission · Choice]

[You accepted the invitation from Prince Riester and successfully completed all the prerequisite tasks, now trigger the final task]

[The immortal vampire enjoys a long life, but also pays a price to offset it. The loneliness that goes with you is a curse on this race, from which no one can escape. ]

[Among the blood clans, the rulers of this generation of the Riester family are twins who are not alike. ]

[They are attracted to blood, they like the taste of you, they like you. ]

[You become a member of their race. ]

[But you hate all of this, you hate the night, you hate blood, you want to go back to the sun, you want to go back to the original life. ]

[You hate, hate to turn you into such a vampire. ]

[You want to kill them. ]

[choice]

[Please choose to kill NPC Smollett Lister/Lambert Lister. ]

[Please kill one of the NPCs. ]

[After confirming death, the mission can be completed. ]

[Friendly reminder: Silver utensils can cause effective damage to vampires. ]

[mission rewards:? ? ? ]

[I wish the player a successful mission. ]