Morris thought of the portrait of Navina in the history book, was silent for a moment, and said, "It's different."

History books portrayed her as ugly, not even one percent as beautiful as she was in reality.

“Is she ugly or pretty?” She is portrayed in a weird way in history books. Could she be even weirder in person?

"Won't you know when I get a chance to meet you?"

"Okay, let's go have a drink. I got two bottles of very good wine." Sebidon put his hand on his shoulder.

Morris slapped his hand away, "Let Arak go drink with you, but if you delay going to the Forbidden Forest tomorrow, you'll be finished."

As he said this, he stepped onto the motorcycle, fastened his helmet and sped off.

"Do outstanding people like him always act independently? That's really not sociable." Sebidong shrugged and asked Arak, "Are you coming?"

"Walk."

"Lilith, let's go."

Lilith waved her hand, "Well, I'm going to have dinner with my friends."

Morris returned home and took out a steak from the refrigerator to fry. She didn't plan to cook so much at home, but she had delivered all the ingredients.

Because vampires are afraid of sunlight and prefer to be active at night, Morris and Arak did not set out until noon the next day.

After changing to an off-road vehicle, Morris took Arak to the castle.

Arak looked at the dead trees on both sides, recalled the scene he saw a few days ago, and asked: "Does the Blood Queen live in that desolate and dilapidated castle?"

"You'll see it in a moment."

The sound of the car startled the roosting crows, and the blood-red bats in the dark flew deep into the forest.

As the day darkens and the moon rises, the moonlight covers the earth. The creatures at night begin to move, bats chirp and owls hoot.

The car stopped in front of the rose bushes. The castle deep in the rose bushes was crowded with people, and it was more lively than when Morris came here before.

A bat flew in front of Morius and Arak and took the form of Sif.

"What are you doing here?" Because of Morris, Severus' tone was kind.

"We are here to find your queen."

"Come in, the Queen already knows."

Arak leaned over to Morris and whispered, "Why haven't I seen him before?"

There is no information about him in the file.

Morris replied, "Let's talk about it when we get back," and followed Severus inside.

Arak put his hand on the gun bag, looking at Morris's brisk steps, and began to wonder why he was number one on the Golden Hunter List, he could not learn such a fearless look.

The heavy and ancient door opened, and guards and maids were walking inside. Their skin was very white, and your blood vessels can be clearly seen, which are all obvious characteristics of vampires. However, their mental outlook was much better than the vampires seen before. They did not have the haggard look of sunken faces.

Perhaps it can be said that they are not called vampires. People in the past called them - blood clan.

The castle looks like it did centuries ago, and the vampires here are all wearing retro uniforms, which are consistent with the description of them in history books.

Sif brought them to the center of the hall. Sitting on the throne was a woman with a cold face. The awe-inspiring sense of oppression revealed her identity.

Navina propped up her head and gently shook a glass of blood-red wine in her hand, "What do you want me to do?"

Arak was stunned for a long time. The queen of the blood clan looked like a goddess of beauty. What was that drawn in the history books?

Morris kicked him and said, "In the human history books, the period when you ruled the blood race is called the Peace of Navina."

"Five hundred years after you fell asleep, the blood clan fell apart and was divided among the four earls of Eden, Kenton, Yuri, and Fabi."