"Good evening, Master Willy." He nodded slightly.
"……Good evening."
Vili felt that he was acting strangely, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
After following the old butler downstairs, looking at the row of handsome men and beautiful women of different styles standing in front of him, Willie slowly typed a question mark.
"..."
Dario's tail stopped wagging, his ears were slightly pulled back and pressed against the back of his head, his eyes gleamed with a cold, eerie light, and his claws rubbed against the carpet, poised to strike.
Several people trembled, and some even involuntarily took a step back and fell to the ground.
Deville frowned, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt. He gave a signal to the side, and immediately servants quickly and silently dragged them away.
Useless.
But when he looked at Willy again, his eyes changed instantly, filled with love.
“Young Master Vili, these are the blood servants you have chosen.”
“Blood servant? What do they do?” Vili raised an eyebrow slightly.
“I almost forgot.” Deville looked ashamed. “You might not know this because Master Elijah refused the ceremony when he came of age.”
"When each vampire comes of age, the family will select one or more exclusive blood servants for him to commemorate this day with fresh blood."
"However, I hadn't been able to find a suitable candidate before, so it was postponed until today."
After all, even among blood servants, the young master of the Thun family must be the best.
One must be physically healthy, have a clean identity, be obedient, and have a presentable appearance...
Most importantly, you must be skilled at dog training.
Deville glanced at the growling werewolf and snorted coldly.
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