Dad, you have a mushroom on your head!

The little guy reminded Lucas.

"Mushroom, what are you saying?"

Lucas frowned, touched the top of his head, but there was nothing there.

The little one is getting anxious.

"Chirp chirp!"

Mushrooms, Dad!

Wow, you have so many mushrooms on your head!

In the child's current field of vision, the red mushrooms on Lucas's head are growing vigorously in dense clusters.

It's as if Lucas's head is the best fertilizer.

My baby's trypophobia is acting up a bit.

He crouched in Lucas's palm, surrounding himself with his little wings.

The baby is scared.

Don't look at the mushroom growing on Daddy's head, little one.

In the darkness, the little one even saw a seven-colored rainbow.

The rainbow flew everywhere, transformed into a winged fairy, and then flew to the top of Dad's head.

Seeing the little guy's unfocused pupils and his blank expression, Lucas pinched the back of his neck and gave him a shake.

Then feed the bleeding finger to the baby's mouth.

As a result, the little one happily rubbed its head against the fingertip, then hugged its two wings tightly to the fingertip, as if Lucas's finger was some rare treasure.

"Not drinking?"

Lucas looked at him with such a pampered expression and didn't even offer a drink.

The little guy, clutching what he saw as the most amazing, sparkly thing, with a happy smile on his face, dropped it onto the table.

Like a drunkard, he staggered around, and then... collapsed and fell asleep.

Drunk? Drunk?

Wait, is this little bat drunk?

Hmm? What kind of trait is that?

Lucas looked surprised, his desire to investigate clearly evident in his eyes.

He had never seen any vampire or little bat get drunk on blood.

What kind of mutated juvenile is this? How did he even encounter it?

He placed the baby in his palm and then roughly kneaded the soft, fleshy lump with his five fingers.

Very good, what an interesting little bat.

Lucas was delighted at the thought of having such a fun little thing in his long life ahead of him.

When he couldn't sleep, someone would bother him.

He put the sleeping baby into his pocket and patted him.

After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, it was time for lunch break.

Lucas walked into the dark bedroom, with Sevin and Ced following closely behind him.

“Sed, I hope that after I wake up I can go into the dungeon and take a good look at that Medusa.”

The vampire count, in a cheerful mood, remained expressionless as always, but he was much more patient when speaking to his subordinates.

I watched as the count's languid and alluring face slowly disappeared through the crack in the door.

Seid clenched his fist, preparing to carry out his plan.

...

Shen Yulou, who had just woken up in the dungeon, yawned and slowly sat up.

The iron cage was swaying back and forth.

It took Shen Meiren a long time to fully regain consciousness after staying inside.

He touched his hair.

By the way, why isn't it lunchtime yet? I'm getting a little hungry.

Don't these magical creatures in the dungeon need to eat?

With keen eyes, they looked into the distance and saw that the dungeon door had opened.

The restless animals in the dungeon began to stir again.

Shen Yulou's sixth sense told him that they were there to gouge out his eyes.

Countless dark figures flew past in front of him.

Shen Yulou could not see their eyes, and their eyes were covered with strips of cloth, so they could not see Shen Yulou's eyes either.

"Roar!"

The enormous snake tail lashed out at the iron cage, but the cage remained unchanged; instead, the hook above its head began to shake violently.

Countless strands of hair transformed into a dense mass of venomous snakes, glaring intently from all directions at the enemy attempting to harm Shen Yulou.

"hiss."

The venomous snakes stretched their bodies out of control, reaching the outside of the iron cage, and opened their mouths wide to tear and bite everywhere.

Looking at the dense black shadows outside the iron cage, Shen Yulou could only sigh that he was lucky to have enough hair.

Even a bald man couldn't prevent it.

The bats actively attacked the snakes' bodies, employing a swarm tactic, and managed to squeeze many of them into the iron cage.

The already crowded iron cage is now even more crowded.