Ultimately, it was those old-fashioned teachers who failed to recognize his talent and assigned useless homework.
Elijah thought to herself, not caring, and then knelt down and opened her arms to Vili.
"Let's go home."
To his surprise, the boy took two steps back and avoided him.
The smile faded from the boy's eyes, though a slight upturn remained at the corners of his mouth; however, the air around him seemed to have lost its pressure.
...Was I too hasty?
If Deville could carry him back to his room, what was he lacking? Was it because, in his limited memory, the first person he saw was the old butler, so he trusted him more?
Or is it because of him...
Vili could tell at a glance that he was daydreaming. He lightly stomped his foot and lifted a corner of his cloak in front of the two of them, revealing a fluffy white head on his chest.
"This is……"
The butler's voice broke Elian's thoughts, and he immediately saw the eyesore in his brother's arms.
Deville scrutinized the dying cub with a critical eye, narrowing his eyes disapprovingly.
"Does Master Vili want to keep it?"
"The dog is a bit too noisy. If you like, young master, how about I go and find you a cat?"
Dogs are not aesthetically pleasing to vampires; in fact, they are often repulsed by them, as they are too similar to the vampires' crude and filthy natural enemy.
Elijah's smile vanished completely, replaced by a chilling arrogance and coldness.
“Vili”.
He called the boy's name, but his eyes were fixed on his chest, and his voice was as cold as frost.
"Give me that werewolf."
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