With the passage of time in the game, there is still no sign of offline.

Smollett is still diligently playing the role of "neighbor", and Lambert can't help but discover his presence, but there's no way around it. I wanted to change the library to another room, but there was no more suitable place in the whole mansion.

One day, Yu Yuan was flipping through a book here. The author of this book was signed as "Mr. Werewolf", and he didn't know why it appeared on the blood clan's bookshelf.

The book describes in detail how to weaken the strength of the vampires, and how the various wounds caused by silverware will harm the vampires, just like a teaching manual for assassinating vampires.

At this moment, the wind suddenly came from outside the balcony.

Yu Yuan didn't even have to think about it, he knew that it was the prince who successfully broke the ban set by Lambert once again.

The door was pushed open, and the prince's figure walked over, "My dear, I wasted a little more time today."

Yu Yuan didn't lift his head, and asked casually, "Lambert really has no chance of stopping you?"

Every time Lambert has set up a new ban, it will not be long before Smollett breaks it, but occasionally it will be slower. One night, Yu Yuan listened to the sound of smashing glass, but in the end it was broken. .

"My spell strength is higher than his." The prince sat down as if he was in his own home, put one hand on the back of the sofa behind Yu Yuan, and recommended it, "So if you want to learn spells, I suggest you choose me."

It's easy to make up a random draft without even typing the draft. In this regard, the two people in the room are in perfect harmony.

The prince noticed the book in Yu Yuan's hand, "Why did you think of reading this?"

"Learn what will hurt the blood clan." Yu Yuan was very calm, "Just in case one day someone accidentally kills himself."

"Then there's no need to look at this." The prince glanced at the cover.

Yu Yuan ignored it and turned the page again.

The book is accompanied by illustrations, and the black and white drawing on the page in front of me shows a vampire being burned.

After reading this kind of book for a long time, he even had the urge to maintain the honor of the blood race.

It blends in really fast.

It's not without reason that the prince came today, and he seemed to mention it unintentionally, "Have you been in poor health recently?"

Yu Yuan glanced at the prince and wondered if the other party had bribed a certain servant in the mansion, otherwise he knew everything so clearly.

It's not that there is a real problem with his body, but that the frequency of blood bar reduction is getting higher and higher, and he has to vomit blood almost once a day. Although he deliberately hides it and doesn't want to cause other troubles after being discovered by Lambert, the most unavoidable thing in the world is blood.

Lambert remained calm on the surface, but privately he was worried about what was wrong with him. Yu Yuan couldn't explain it to him clearly.

As a result, he is now regarded as a patient who can't even blow the wind, and the lid of the coffin must be fastened very tightly when he falls asleep during the day.

Yu Yuan repeated the same answer to the prince's question, "I'm really fine."

"I have a little suggestion. Lambert is still giving you the blood of all kinds of animals, right?"

The prince snapped his fingers, and most of the candles in the house were instantly extinguished, only a few on the windowsill flickered faintly.

Yu Yuan, who was interrupted to read, was about to express his dissatisfaction, when he saw the prince turn his head, and his dark red eyes showed a rare seriousness, "Dear - do you want to try other blood?"

Yu Yuan subconsciously asked back, "What?"

As soon as the words fell, he thought of what the other party was referring to.

Just as he was about to refute, the prince moved faster and didn't need anything. He directly bit the blood vessel on his wrist with his fangs.

Bright red blood scrambled to overflow, contrasting with the pale skin.

"Try it."

Among the same clan, the blood from the prince is like a sweet gift that no one can refuse.

Right now, Yu Yuan, who can already feel the beauty of blood, will naturally be tempted by this breath, and hesitant to take this step.

I don't know if it will affect his game data. After all, he has already suspected whether the degree of becoming a blood clan is related to his being regarded as an NPC in the game.

But suddenly, he thought of something.

Under the dim light, the prince still smiled and encouraged, "Maybe as long as you start sucking blood, you will get better."

Without any hesitation, Yu Yuan grasped the opponent's wrist as if he had taken something as his own and held it tightly in his hand.

The fangs inserted into the blood vessel and bit down hard.

"Yes, exactly......"

The prince felt the blood flowing little by little, as if it was him who was sucking blood, showing a slightly contented expression.

Yu Yuan had other thoughts in his heart.

If the vampire has uncontrollable problems in the face of blood, then...will he do the same?

In the endless blood-sucking behavior, there is always a moment when you have to stop at the end. Although it's a bizarre idea... at least it's an attempt.

One side plunders without restraint, and the other side gives without limit.

......

after awhile.

In the end, as Yu Yuan thought at the beginning, this method would not work.

After sucking the blood, he let go of the prince's wrist and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. As if nothing happened, he continued to flip through the books in his hand with the dim light.

He thought about it, trying to **** a vampire into a mummified corpse, of course it was impossible.

"My dear." The prince rubbed his wrist pretending to be distressed, and the wound left by the fangs didn't disappear for a while, "It's the first time you've taken the initiative to **** blood, I have to praise your performance-but you Maybe be gentler next time?"

He leaned over and whispered in Yu Yuan's ear, "It is very romantic to exchange blood with each other, don't act like you want to murder your lover."

The main point of the prince's words was "lover", and Yu Yuan, who was full of "murder", certainly couldn't notice other words.

Yu Yuan couldn't really taste the romance of this kind of eating, so he just casually said, "If there is a chance to murder you, maybe I will try."

He is now trying to murder one of the two NPCs for the first time, because he really decided not to kill who, so he has to take turns, and whichever works is successful.

It's all fake data after all.

"Ha, if you really have such a plan, you don't need to see this kind of thing." The burning eyes showed some excitement, and the prince added, "I can teach you, dear, as long as you want to know, I will I want to teach you."

Yu Yuan ignored it, who knew that the prince seemed to be serious and pulled out a copper dagger like a juggler. A ruby ​​was inlaid on the handle, which matched the studs on his ears.

"try it."

The prince took Yu Yuan's hand, put the dagger into his palm, and closed his five fingers as if dancing with it, tightly connecting them.

The book on his lap slid down onto the carpet.

"It only takes a little bit of sharpness, and we will also bleed." Like a teacher who shoulders the responsibility of teaching, the prince guides Yu Yuan step by step.

Yu Yuan didn't speak, his eyes were only fixed on the sharp tip.

This delicate dagger reminded him of the silver dagger in his backpack that he had held in his hand several times in the past few days and tried to make gestures, just like now.

During his trance time, the prince guided him to slowly bring the dagger closer to him.

Getting closer.

In the extremely quiet environment, it seems that even the sound of the needle falling can be heard.

Then, there was a slight sound. The tip pierced the epidermis and pierced slightly into the flesh.

The light-colored clothes were dizzy with bloodstains, like a slowly blooming flower.

At this moment, Yu Yuan realized what he had just done, and couldn't help exclaiming, "What are you doing?"

"A little try." The prince smiled, "How do you feel?"

"It won't take long for you to be healed, and so will you."

Throwing the dagger away, Yu Yuan involuntarily ripped off the clothes on his chest. Sure enough, there was only a small wound on it. After bleeding for a while, it began to show signs of healing.

"Even if new wounds keep bleeding, we won't die." The prince clasped Yu Yuan's hand as he ripped open his collar, as if to express his heartfelt affection, "So dear, if you really try to murder someone Kindred, it's best to use silverware - but be careful not to hurt yourself when using it."

The level of intimacy seems to be taking the initiative to offer someone a knife to invite him to murder him. After being stabbed, he did not forget to praise his craftsmanship.

"..." You really seem to have a problem.

Yu Yuan, who was accidentally told the central matter, was about to complain about whether you really lived enough, when the prince said, "So if I die someday, I'd rather die at your hands. My dear, maybe we can bury you. In the same coffin? We can rest together in the Riester family cemetery."

"Of course, if you want to continue living, I'd rather be with you." The prince looked at him with a smile.

The sincerity of the tone, and two options are also provided, it is difficult not to say a word of thoughtfulness.

Lambert taught him to remember things that would cause harm to the vampire from the perspective of admonishing him to pay attention to safety, and had no other meaning. But the on-site teaching of the prince is really like the kind of vampire who doesn't want to live at any time, just waiting to find someone to lie down in a coffin and bury it in the soil.

Regarding this statement, Yu Yuan's attitude was to pick up the book on the ground and threw it at him, then turned his head and went out.

When Yu Yuan didn't know it, he actually made a small mistake.

On the day he received the last email from A80, because the in-game memo could not be opened, he used a piece of parchment to record the information in a hurry.

The scroll was sketched by him for a long time at the time, and finally shredded and thrown into the stove. As usual, no one other than him should see this again.

But then at Lambert's suggestion, Yu Yuan moved to the basement, and the room upstairs was naturally vacant, and the fire had not been lit for the past few days.

Winnie was in the habit of cleaning every nook and cranny, and at some point she noticed the shreds of paper in the ashes and told Lambert of it.

Yu Yuan's situation is getting worse day by day, but the reason has not been clear. In this case, Lambert does not miss every possible detail.

He has enough patience and care, and it took a lot of time and effort to restore the paper.

The words on the paper were reproduced again and appeared in front of his eyes.

Problem result, world, worry, task...

It's like a pair of broken puzzles that have been mixed up after being disrupted. Even if they are put together, they are still things of unknown meaning.

Lambert didn't give up, he was still thinking about the implications.

He has noticed too many things in the past few days, and many times, even Yu Yuan himself may not be able to pay attention.

For example, when Yu Yuan was in the restaurant, he would subconsciously look at the knives and forks on the table first, and his mind wandered more and more frequently. , Lambert noticed that Yu Yuan was hiding something.

A day ago, it was still in the room on the fourth floor. After knocking on the door, he pushed open the door and went in, only to see that Yu Yuan seemed to have just put away something, and a flash of silver light flashed across his eyes.

Obviously it is a common space spell, but it made both of them silent for a moment.

He doesn't mind that Yu Yuan has his own secrets, but... an intuition tells him that Yu Yuan is hiding something, and this matter is likely to be related to his physical problems.

Although Yu Yuan's behavior was normal every time he vomited blood, he didn't frown, as if he didn't feel any pain. But Lambert saw that Yu Yuan's health was slowly declining day by day.

The healing power of the blood clan. Can't resist this trend.

Lambert couldn't think of any reason, and no one could offer any advice. What will happen in the not-too-distant future remains to be seen.

He needs to keep watching himself slowly to find out why...and fix it at all costs.

Thinking of this, Lambert dipped some ink with a quill pen and wrote two lines on his personal work record today:

I don't know what happened to him.

But I hope he gets better soon.

After studying a certain amount of books, Yu Yuan began to put what he learned into practice, trying to find a really effective way to weaken the strength of the blood clan.

After all, even if he was reminded that silverware was the most useful in the mission, with the strength gap between him and the two NPCs, he couldn't kill anyone directly with a dagger.

The blood-sucking of the Prince that day was the first attempt to "kill each other", followed by the second, against Lambert.

Yu Yuan tried his best not to hesitate, and only looked at NPCs as data. He is also very clear that even if someone really dies now, they will still be resurrected when the data is refreshed next time.

Compared with the blood clan, this "resurrection" is more like immortality in the true sense.

Intentionally or not, he was reducing the amount of communication with other people, even Winnie.

One day, Lambert asked him if he was interested in bartending, or blood.

Yu Yuan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but in an instant he realized that this was an opportunity to let Lambert drink something, and agreed again.

This mansion, like the castle, has a large-scale storage of wine, as well as blood preserved in the ice cellar.

Lambert prepared all the materials early in the morning and taught Yu Yuan all the steps carefully.

The two of them were separated by the table, and there were always many utensils in the middle. The wine in the crystal cup looked extraordinarily crystal clear under the light.

Yu Yuan pretended to follow the study seriously, but in reality he had materials coming into his mouth from time to time. Every time Lambert turned or looked down and looked back, either the red wine in the glass had lost a little height, or the garnish of a cherry or lemon was missing a slice or two.

Lambert can notice every little bit of detail.

"If you want to eat it, you can take it." Lambert cut a flower knife on the lemon slice.

For the blood race, human food has no taste, and if it does not contain blood at all, it has no meaning to supplement energy, and it can even cause a burden on the body. But after Lambert confirmed to the doctor that Yu Yuan's problem had nothing to do with this, he temporarily indulged him to continue eating all kinds of things.

"You don't understand." Yu Yuan shook his head and took away the lemon, "It's better to eat a little bit of it."

"..." Lambert, who really couldn't understand, put down his knife, "I'll go get some ice cubes."

Lambert turned and entered the inner room. After a while, when he came back, he saw Yu Yuan still sitting on the high stool with his feet crossed. He had half a small sack of lemons piled on the table, and he was still squeezing them all the time. juice.

"You like lemons so much?"

Yu Yuan nodded frantically, picked up a glass of lemon juice and took a sip. The pungent sour gas rushed to his face, and he almost couldn't help frowning.

Lambert said nothing and continued with his teaching plan.

After adjusting the finished product, Yu Yuan pushed his own work in front of Lambert, "For you."

Yu Yuan can click on the item details of this drink, its name is [Unknown blood drink]. The main ingredient in it is white rabbit blood, mixed with various random additions such as lemon juice, and the dark red color is a bit weird.

Lambert picked up the cup and sniffed it under the tip of his nose. It doesn't smell weird, but...

"Drink a sip?"

Lambert glanced at Yu Yuan, raised his head slightly, and drank the liquid from the cup, his Adam's apple twitching up and down.

"Too much lemon juice, too much vodka." Lambert put the empty goblet on the table with a crisp sound.

"For a beginner, it's barely a passing level." He and Yu Yuan looked at each other, "However, Yu, you seem to have added something that isn't in the kitchen."

"Is there?" Yu Yuan blinked and pretended to be stupid.

He disposes of the remaining garlic cloves after juicing. The half-table lemons and the squeezed bunch of lemon juice are naturally trying to cover up the pungent smell of garlic and fight poison with poison.

Garlic is also harmful to vampires, I don't know to what extent. But from the current test, the blood race in front of him was not affected at all.

There was a strange color in Lambert's eyes, and he didn't blame anything, only said: "Don't play with this kind of thing next time, it's not good for your health."

"And a little suggestion." Lambert raised a finger, "This amount has no effect on us, Yu, you may try to add a little more next time."

Like coaxing a child, the gentle teaching tone, as if Yu Yuan just mixed chili powder into milk, was a harmless joke.

...May I ask what toxicity immunity do you have?

Yu Yuan felt that he couldn't understand these two blood NPCs more and more, and they both seemed to be waiting for him to do it, for fear that he would not know how to do it.

He nodded and said he understood, and took a gulp of lemon juice from the glass in a dejected manner.

Lambert, who was standing, reached out and touched his head, "Good."

Yu Yuan: "..." You coax a ghost.

How did the agreed assassination script become like this?

Surely next time.