A strange world

Chapter 739 Section 136. Layout

"I pretended to be Prince Lydia's lover Orouda, so that they wouldn't dare to touch me, and lied to Williams that the Scarlet Princess was his sister..."

"Why am I not the sister!" Princess Crimson put her hands on her hips.

"I thought Williams was older than you."

"Did he believe it?" Dracula was worried that this was a trap.

Annan recalled Williams' unwilling but forced admission: "Well, this generation of princes from the Morel family seems not very smart."

"One more thing...do you have a way to identify the real descendants?"

Dracula smiled: "All ancient families are descended from their ancestors. The Morel family cannot distinguish between true and false..."

"Is there a marriage between relatives?"

"Yes, but they are all for deeper interests."

"I can rest assured that."

As the nominal sister, Williams will no longer covet the Crimson Princess, and may even help her.

Lucy and Dracula were all relieved. Only Princess Crimson was worried: "Are you really Prince Lydia's lover...the reincarnation?"

Annan looked around and leaned into the Scarlet Princess's ear: "I lied to them."

The crimson princess looked at the face so close with blurred eyes, suddenly approached his neck and bit it——

"You're still here!"

Annan quickly avoided it and ran out.

"Lord Annan..."

The old housekeeper outside the door saluted. Annan regained his composure and coughed softly: "The Scarlet Princess is back and arranged their room next to mine."

"Okay, my lord."

Annan thought for a while: "Is the cemetery guard okay? He seems to still remember me..."

"Are you talking about Marquis Joseph? He is under control. Do we need to let him out?"

"sorry to bother you."

"You are too polite..." the old housekeeper hesitated, "Mr. Annan, Marquis Joseph was seriously injured two hundred years ago, and he will never recover..."

"That's good……"

"What?"

"I mean, that's a shame..."

Annan always felt as if he had forgotten something... Oh yes, the Centurion was still in the dungeon.

"A friend of mine who helped me get in was captured by you and put into the dungeon. Can I take her out?"

"Of course, please follow me."

The old housekeeper walked in front and led Annan to the dungeon, which was cold and dark everywhere.

"Lord Annan, this is where..."

The old butler holding the magic lamp stepped aside. Annan looked towards the cell, and saw a shadow lingering in the corner.

"Centurion?" Annan asked tentatively.

The shadow shook and a pale face looked up.

"ha……"

The centurion bared his vampire fangs and suddenly rushed towards Annan, but was blocked by the cell.

Annan asked in surprise: "Where did you get the dentures?"

"How do you know it's fake?" The centurion calmed down his ferocious expression, "So many vampires have died here, everywhere."

"Vampires are not beasts that bite anyone they see..."

He didn't look at the complicated look on the old housekeeper's face next to him.

"Do you want to try it?" The centurion took off the fang and handed it to Annan.

Annan shook his head in disgust: "Olmedo said not to put dirty things in your mouth casually."

"I've chewed the flesh and blood of rat men, what does this mean..." The centurion threw away his fangs casually, "Weren't you captured here?"

"Obviously not."

Annan motioned to the old housekeeper to open the cell door.

"Did you charm some big shot again?" The centurion stared at the old housekeeper in confusion.

An Nan was about to deny it, but suddenly thought that it was indeed the case, and said vaguely: "Absolutely..."

"I just said this is what you are best at!"

"Who else?"

"Other warlocks."

Ignoring the centurion's slander, Annan asked the old housekeeper: "I need some prisoners...can you lend me some?"

The old housekeeper was puzzled, but he still complied with Annan's request and let Annan pick some damn prisoners. After the butler temporarily avoided it, he opened the portal and sent the prisoners to Liberty City.

"Have Bronzebeard make a batch of silver-plated bullets. They will serve as targets."

The entanglement between Annan and vampires is getting deeper and deeper. In the future, Liberty City will inevitably deal with vampires. It is best to find out their weaknesses first.

Rumor has it that vampires are afraid of silverware and garlic. Vampires are indeed afraid of silverware - but not that afraid. Anan even saw them using silver tableware at tonight's banquet. Only ordinary vampires and blood beasts without intelligence will be killed by silver.

As for garlic... Annan confirmed that it was indeed effective - he was disliked by the Crimson Princess for a long time after he accidentally ate garlic.

So garlic is like food with something unacceptable to vampires - a slightly picky vampire will give up eating in disgust, a bad-tempered vampire will kill the food conveniently, and a less picky vampire will wash it before eating it. .

Annan put himself in his shoes and found it difficult for him to accept a layer of shit on the outside of the food.

Let the centurion follow the maid back to the Crimson Princess first. Annan took the opportunity to follow the old housekeeper to learn about the current situation of the Morel family. They now have one legend, three epics, eighteen masters and hundreds of elites...

The strength of the Morel family is staggering. This is the heritage of the vampire family that has lasted for thousands of years.

"Who is that legend?"

"The former prince, Lord Virginio, is fighting on the front line against the Rat Men."

A legendary vampire and a former prince... It seems that he is not as easy to fool as his own heir.

Either Annan finishes things here as soon as possible and leaves, or Annan finds a way to make him believe in herself.

When Annan returned to his residence, they were sitting together, and the Scarlet Princess was asking the Centurion about Liberty City.

"What about Olmedo, Elimoas, Irelanze, Lady Winter, Alice, Princess Seles, Lady Wine, Maria, Lilith, Belludonna, Succubus... They are all..."

"They are all the foundation of Free City!" Annan interrupted the centurion loudly.

The centurion echoed, "That's it."

The Crimson Princess looked back and forth between the nervous Annan and the Centurion suspiciously: "Who is Olmedo?"

"My deputy city lord."

"Where's Mrs. Winter?"

"One of the few good men in the Montreal family who helped me when I was in the North."

"What happened to the succubus?"

"My citizens of Liberty City."

"Succubus resident?"

"And where are the vampire residents...Have you seen Wood just now?"

"The vampire who gave me the stinky blood clots to eat?" Because the mental shock that Wood brought to the Crimson Princess was so great that she forgot to continue questioning.

Annan recalled that Wood was indeed keen on cooking blood in various ways and aspired to become the chef in Vampire: "That's him."

"evil……"

Annan took the opportunity to approach the centurion and lowered his voice: "If you continue to say things you shouldn't say, just build the scavenger base yourself..."