Kou Dong's eyes stayed on the word "master and servant" and paused for a while.

Master and servant?

This time the game is not a team copy, but his personal copy. The identity of this servant...

He looked at himself and saw that he was wearing a crimson cloak. The cloak was extremely wide, covering him almost from head to toe. Open the cape, inside is a white shirt with an extremely complicated neckline, fluffy cuffs, and every button is a round pearl.

Further down, is... bibs?

Kou Dong touched the thing tied to his thigh, not sure what the thin circle attached to the socks was called. ...the garter belt?

There are also slightly sloped high heels.

The garter belt is also inlaid with a thin gold edge, and is adorned with small diamonds.

In short, the acceptance of this dress for Kou Dong really cannot be regarded as good. He was wrapped in silk, jewels, and gorgeous clothes, and he even felt suffocated.

There is also a smooth and rounded cane on the seat, engraved with intricate patterns. If you look carefully, you can see that it is an eagle flying with outstretched wings, and there is a flowered English letter: G.

Kou Dong guessed that it should be his family crest.

In this way, he should be the host of the invitation.

Viscount Glenn.

Kou Dong remembered his identity, and immediately noticed that his pocket was bulging, as if something was still stuffed.

When took it out, found that it was another folded letter.

In scrawled handwriting on the letter paper:

"Dear friends:

I'm so sorry to bother you in this way. However, I encountered something very strange and inexplicable in words in the domain of Earl Kester.

I realized that I was in prison, and I thought I had met a demon crawling out of hell. If you see this letter and you haven't seen me back in a month, please help take care of my wife and daughter.

Please don't come looking for me, take this place as my mausoleum, I will pray for your kindness day and night, may my Lord bless you.

Your faithful friend, Serin. "

...

Kou Dong's heart skipped a beat.

He, the anchor of a love game, saw the flag from this letter—a death flag full of paper.

It doesn't feel good.

His fingers rubbed heavily on the word "devil", and suddenly he heard a male voice whispering from outside the carriage: "Master, we are about to arrive."

This voice was all too familiar, Kou Dong was overjoyed, lifted the curtain of the car, and saw Ye Yanzhi Qingjun's profile without any accident. Ye Yanzhi was riding on a brown-red horse, but he was wearing a riding suit, with his trousers tucked into his long black boots, lining his legs straight and long.

After meeting his master's gaze, Ye Yanzhi smiled slightly and moved the horse closer to the carriage. The master stuck his head out of the window to speak to him more easily.

"Is there any other information?" Kou Dong asked him in a low voice, "About this?"

"Only one."

Kou Dong motioned to him.

Ye Yanzhi said slowly: "We replaced our identity and mixed in here."

After saying this sentence, Kou Dong almost exploded.

"Mixed in?"

"Yes," Ye Yanzhi said softly, "the original Viscount Glenn had a strange illness, and was picked up by you and locked in the room. - You received the invitation directly from the messenger, replacing Viscount Glenn. and ordered me to pretend to be a servant."

"Don't worry," he said after glancing at Kou Dong's expression, "Viscount Glenn is from the east and has just accepted the title. No one here will reveal your identity. But you must also act well—"

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, as if smiling.

"Are you okay?"

He is clearly in the role.

Kou Dong nodded slightly, and saw the towering spire of the ancient castle in the manor from a distance - it seemed to be trapped in a dark cloud that could not be dispersed, and every window was tightly closed.

The iron gate of the manor was pulled open by two servants in gray wigs, who saluted respectfully to the carriage. The carriage went around the dense forest, and tuk-tuk drove on the trail in front of the castle.

There was already a smiling old butler waiting in front of the door with his servants.

The sound of the system sounded in my ears again:

【Special rules of this game:

Players will have two ways to end the dungeon. 1. The human identity will not be discovered within the specified time limit of the game.

2. Find out the truth of the castle and unlock the "Fallen Lucifer" side story. 】

It paused, and suddenly there was a strange smile in its voice.

[In addition, this system will give players a valuable extra reminder. 】

[Don't bleed, don't bleed. 】

[—Don’t bleed. 】

【Please keep in mind. 】

It repeated these simple four words three times, and disappeared completely. Kou Dong remembered the hole it dug every day, and for a while he wasn't quite sure whether this hint was completely credible.

Raising the curtain with one hand, he slowly stepped on the pedal. Ye Yanzhi got off his horse, took a slight step forward, supported him instead, and helped him down carefully, as if he was serving a delicate and expensive nobleman.

The butler, too, had grey curly hair, and light grey, sparkling eyes that made him look like an eagle aiming for prey.

"You must be Lord Viscount Glenn," he said in a low voice. "The other guests have arrived, please come with me."

A manservant had quietly picked up the luggage for Kou Dong, and the old butler bowed respectfully and stretched out a hand.

"I venture to ask, who do you need to serve?"

He stared intently at the small half of the young man's face peeking out from his oversized hood. The skin is completely different from the delicate skin of the white race, like fine silk, the slender lower jaw is slightly raised, and the undisguised aristocratic arrogance.

"unnecessary."

The young viscount answered succinctly, waving his hand back.

"I brought someone with me."

A young servant behind him stepped forward.

The old butler looked at him carefully, and the other party also had the same rare black hair and black eyes, describing him as handsome.

It does seem like something that a gentleman would choose.

He didn't say any more, and led people directly into the main entrance, then he bent down again, and reached out his hand to signal: "Please allow me to help you—"

He was going to undo the cloak for the viscount.

The servant who followed Viscount Glenn didn't know when to come forward, but quietly inserted into the gap between the two, and said, "Please let me do it."

The old butler looked at him faintly.

The servant's dark eyes also stared at him, and he said, "My master doesn't like being served by others."

The old butler tightened his jaw, nodded after a long time, and reluctantly agreed to this unruly practice.

The servant's slender fingers lifted the tie of the cloak and gently pulled it away. With the slight rustling of the cloth, the face of this Viscount with eastern blood finally appeared in front of people——

bright eyes.

Different from the black color of ordinary people, the hair is slightly long, and it is neatly tied by a red hairband. In the dim candlelight, the black hair folds into a strange, golden-brown beautiful light.

His face is pale and delicate, and his body is slender. His casual gaze is from top to bottom, as if looking at him, but it doesn't make people feel offended. This kind of aristocratic arrogance was put on him, and it was also pleasing to the eye, as if he was born to be spoiled like this.

Such a radiance made the old butler who was used to seeing beauties in this manor slightly stunned. After reacting, he hurriedly led people inside, "Master Viscount, please."

There were many people in the parlour.

The aristocratic gentlemen sank deep into the soft chairs by the fireplace, and the firelight cast deep shadows on their faces. They spoke in low voices, discussing topics that ordinary nobles would discuss.

Manor Harvest, Hunts, Balls and Wine.

The door was knocked three times by the old housekeeper, and he reached out to invite Kou Dong to enter.

Kou Dong stepped in.

His shoes were slightly heely, and even on the soft carpet, there was a slight rattling. The nobles who heard the sound turned around, their eyes suddenly focused on him, and they fell into a slight silence for a while.

He was like a well-burning torch, moving from the outside into the house, and others were somewhat affected by this light, and even dazzled.

A blond young man took the lead to stand up from the chair and smiled: "Viscount Glenn?"

"This is Lord Baron de Legliss," the old butler whispered, "a friend of Lord Count Kester."

Kou Dong remembered these two names, both of which appeared on the invitation.

The latter is the owner of the manor, and the former is the writer of the invitation letter.

He also smiled slightly and said, "It is my honor to receive your invitation."

"It's our misfortune to miss a beauty like you," Legliss laughed, and motioned for the housekeeper to add a chair for the new guest. "It's a fine weather today."

It was almost evening when Kou Dong arrived, but he also saw mist and dark clouds in the sky, gloomy and not even the slightest sunshine, and it didn't look like a good day.

He nodded, "Indeed."

Ye Yanzhi followed him in, and now he is standing by the wall. Legris saw him at a glance and said, "Is this your new son?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, his azure blue eyes were clear, "A servant?"

Kou Dong didn't understand what he meant by the introduction, but the word "son" surprised him.

How did this NPC figure out their father-son relationship?

Could it be that his father's love was so obvious that it was written on his face?

He bypassed these two unknown topics and said vaguely: "Edward is a good boy."

This is the name Ye Yanzhi told him.

"Don't be nervous," Legris leaned closer, stared at Kou Dong, and whispered, "Since I have invited you and this newborn child, it means that we have accepted you and you. The heir. You and he, both can participate in this feast of ours. Trust me, it will be like nothing you have ever seen."

"only"

He suddenly moved his nose slightly and took a deep breath. His face was almost lying on the side of Kou Dong's neck, and his breath was sprayed on Kou Dong's skin.

Kou Dong didn't step back, but his back couldn't help but feel a little numb.

He didn't know where the sense of crisis came from. These young and handsome nobles all looked at him, those eyes——

"Has anyone said that?" Legris said in a low voice, almost greedily watching the light blue blood vessels on the young man's neck, which seemed to penetrate the thin layer of skin, and saw the bright red blood flowing inside. Blood.

He sniffed and muttered softly.

"You are so delicious."

In a place that Kou Dong couldn't see, Legliss opened his mouth slightly, his tongue rolled over gently, and calmly licked his two protruding, pointed teeth.

The author has something to say:

In the middle of a group of vampires was a Kou Tiantian in a vampire skin.

Vampire: Dare to move?

Kou Tiantian: Dare not, dare not move QAQ