A strange world

Chapter 733 Section 130. Mrs. Annan

"Lena Odris Stewart!"

Williams stood up.

Dracula stood in front of the Scarlet Princess: "What do you want to do, Master Williams."

He ignored the old guy in front of him and stared at the Scarlet Princess behind him: "I will come to you tomorrow... I won't wait too long."

In the past, the Scarlet Princess would have pursed her lips and looked at him in pain and unwillingness, but because of some kind of peace of mind...she was not only not afraid, but also showed a mocking smile: "Your ancestors once suffered in the abyss for the god of love. You’ve waited three hundred years, but you’re not willing to wait even a few days?”

Williams is not truly affectionate. What he covets is the beauty of the Scarlet Princess and the power behind her: "After we get married, we have enough time to cultivate our relationship."

Williams walked out of the mansion, the wetness on his body being dried as the blood mist rose. He made no progress, and the vampires who took the opportunity to search the garden also found nothing.

"Luers, do you know why there is an abandoned garden at the foot of the castle?" Williams and the Marquis said.

"I don't know."

"Because this is...the place where the ancestor's lover lived." Williams hid part of the information, "They often met privately, so there must be a secret passage hidden here!"

…

In the cemetery, the moist soil bloomed, and a hand emerged.

The centurion peeled away the soil, and coolness poured into the secret passage. The flash of lightning allowed Annan standing behind to see a standing tombstone.

【Trist Morel】

The name on the tombstone is a Morel vampire.

"Wow……"

The centurion sighed and stepped away. Annan went over and popped his head out of the "grave".

The cool rain hit him head on, and taking advantage of the pale lightning, he saw a large number of cold tombstones surrounding him.

The exit of the secret passage is actually in a cemetery... No wonder it has not been discovered by the Morel family so far.

That former female prince was so brave...

"I'll go out and take a look first." The centurion patted Annan on the shoulder and squeezed past him.

"be safe."

"Don't worry." The centurion climbed out of the tomb and disappeared behind the layers of tombstones.

Annan retreated to the secret passage until the sound of rain outside disappeared. He opened the portal to send the earth element back, and reported the situation to Liberty City.

"A scavenger came just now and wanted to establish a scavenger organization, and he said you agreed."

"So fast?" Annan was surprised at the centurion's speed and said with a guilty conscience, "Well... I promised them."

"Then I'll ask her to come over...she's still an acquaintance of ours."

Olme smiled for the first time in a while - she was keen on joining various organizations, and of course she was also a member of the Scavengers. And I also saw people I knew before...

When Annan saw the centurion appear, he was not surprised at all: "Why so fast? I only finished speaking a few hours ago, right?"

"You said it would be free, so of course I want it faster." The centurion said confidently.

"Do you want to meet you?"

"No."

Annan asked again: "How is it outside?"

"I met a gravekeeper, an old vampire who was not easy to mess with. I was almost discovered by it..."

"Are you out?"

"They say we were almost discovered, but of course we weren't."

"Is there no way around it?"

The centurion looked around, as if he was observing the surroundings in the cemetery on a rainy night: "No, I suspect it is staring at the cemetery. It will find us when we go out or come in."

"All right……"

Olmedo watched the two of them talking: "Why can't I understand you?"

"Because I also have a centurion here... Just ask her what's going on." Annan closed the portal and returned to the entrance of the tomb.

A shadow fell in with a coldness, rolled along the steps, and stopped after hitting Annan.

"Have you been discovered?" Annan held the amulet.

"No, it was just that my foot slipped when I jumped down..." Master Centurion said.

"...I'll pull you up, 'Master'." Annan emphasized and helped the centurion up.

Seemingly feeling Annan's contempt, she defended: "I'm just a warrior, not a roly-poly. Even legends have been killed by dung forks."

"So what's going on with the Gravekeeper?"

"It's a bit nagging, always muttering about things in the past..."

"What exactly?"

"What kind of favor from the queen, mission from the prince...what can you do?"

"An idea came to my mind...what's the name of that female prince?"

…

There is no end in sight for this thunderstorm, which should temporarily slow down the fighting between the Blood Parliament and the Stun clan.

The vampires in this mountain range are not just the Morel family... The overall strength of the Blood Parliament is weaker than that of the southern countries. A vampire family is not qualified to fight with a rat clan.

In addition to the Morel family, two other parliamentarian families came to help.

Compared with the endless number of rat-men, there were no more rat-men in any nest city in the entire vampire group at its peak, but they were individually stronger and had advantages - vampires could fly and were not afraid of plague.

This means that the vampires can kill the ratmen comfortably and ignore the rat tide...as long as they don't encounter the ratman warlocks.

So the Centurion must keep them at war - whether it's to prevent them from entering the Abyss, or to let the vampires hold the Steen clan back.

In any case, the war has not affected the Morel family hundreds of miles away for the time being. In the castle at this moment, direct vampires from the three major families are gathering...

Annan saw the tombkeeper. He was sitting in a shed next to the cemetery. His gray hair had almost fallen out, and he looked like a depressed old man.

But when the captivating gaze suddenly came upon him, Annan realized how powerful the old vampire in front of him was.

"I'm looking for Lidya."

Annan raised his head proudly, and the black gemstone necklace hanging from his earlobe swayed gently, outlining a charming mystery in the hazy rain curtain.

"Are you Miss Euroda?" the old vampire said excitedly, "I thought you had left..."

The centurion's whisper came to Annan's ears: "He is the lover of the female prince."

"Yes, I'm back."

"Please come in, Miss Oralda. The prince will be very happy to know that you are back." The tombkeeper wiped the corners of his eyes.

Annan walked towards the centurion who was playing the role of a servant holding an umbrella. The tombkeeper lowered his head humbly and let them pass by without any accident...

Did they really sneak in like this?

After completely walking out of the cemetery, Annan breathed a sigh of relief and thought of something: "That female prince likes women?"

"of course not."

"Then why is her lover Miss Oralda?"

"Lydia calls herself Prince, so of course you are playing the role of 'Madam'." The Centurion snickered.

Annan wondered curiously whether they were playing opposite identities when they were intimate? But asking this will only reinforce the stereotype.