Chapter 270 Reunion and First Encounter
The housekeeper saw that Jiang Liyue looked very obedient and seemed to really regret that the flowers had not been displayed in the hall.
My heart softened instantly.
Look at her, what a well-behaved, cute, and obedient girl she is!
It made this old man, who had lived for countless years, feel as if he had seen an angel.
The butler had considered delivering the flowers himself, but he was bound by the Duke's orders and it was inconvenient for him to carry the flowers around.
He recalled how the girl had behaved herself in the castle for the past ten days or so.
Unlike the other girls who came with her, she never tried to find out about the Duke, nor would she leave her post to try to bump into him in other areas.
On the contrary, she acted like a maid who had simply come to work at Terence Castle, patiently tending to the garden.
He had seen her working diligently in the flowerbeds several times, not to mention the carefully arranged flowers in the hall every day.
She showed no curiosity whatsoever when the Duke was mentioned as returning.
The butler's mind raced for a moment before he finally looked at Jiang Liyue with a reassured and kind expression: "Then you can wait outside the hall for a while. The Duke probably won't stay in the hall for long. Don't go in and disturb him, and don't try to spy on the Duke. Just focus on arranging the flowers, understand?"
The butler gave detailed instructions like a concerned old father.
Although the Duke is very powerful and has a bad temper, he usually ignores anyone who doesn't specifically provoke him.
This may be because they possess such immense power that, in their eyes, everyone, whether vampire or human, is nothing more than an insignificant ant.
So overall, those two were good employers most of the time.
If that girl hadn't deliberately tried to get the Duke's attention today, she wouldn't have lost her life.
Someone as well-behaved as Jiang Liyue should be fine.
After all, she seemed different from the other girls. She had no interest in the Duke and did not want to become his exclusive blood slave. She was an extremely well-behaved and intelligent little angel.
Jiang, the well-behaved little angel, Li Yue, was unaware of the butler's opinion of her; if she had known, she would have told him.
She certainly didn't want to become a blood slave, but it wasn't that she wasn't interested in the Duke.
After all, she not only had an interest in it, but also wanted to become a duchess.
Jiang Liyue was unaware of the butler's thoughts. She simply smiled obediently, holding the flowers and nodding, "I know, Mr. Butler."
The butler realized it was getting late after he finished speaking; in fact, the two of them had only been talking for less than two minutes.
The hall hasn't been dealt with yet. As long as Jiang Liyue waits obediently at the door for a while until the Duke leaves, she shouldn't see the terrible scene inside.
Therefore, the butler's instructions were also for Jiang Liyue's psychological well-being.
After all, a human girl who looks timid and delicate would probably be scared to tears if she saw a scene of death, right?
The butler didn't have time to think about anything else. After confirming that he had given the instructions properly, and with the Duke's orders still on his mind, he left quickly without saying anything more.
After the housekeeper left, Jiang Liyue, carrying the flowers, walked slowly toward the hall.
She still had a relaxed smile on her face and was humming a song, seemingly having completely forgotten the housekeeper's reminder.
Without waiting in front of the lobby, he went straight in.
This hall is not the one in the castle used for holding balls, which can accommodate thousands of people.
It was used for entertaining guests, and was the main hall that was most frequently used on weekdays. It was also the place where Jiang Liyue and the others stayed when they were brought here.
Although the curtains are usually drawn in the lobby, it is brightly lit most of the time.
The lingering stench of blood still lingered inside, the curtains remained tightly closed, and only a few wall lamps emitted a dim light.
Since there was no other sound, Jiang Liyue's footsteps and her cheerful humming were particularly noticeable in the empty hall.
After Jiang Liyue entered, she noticed the unusual situation inside. She stopped in her tracks, tightened her grip on the flowers, and looked around curiously.
Finding nothing amiss, she seemed relieved and continued walking inside, arriving at the long table in the hall where it usually stood.
Just as Jiang Liyue was about to place the flowers in her hand into the vase in the center of the long table, her hand froze for a moment, and her bright green pupils widened.
Not far away, there seemed to be the body of a young girl lying on the ground. The face facing her was bloodless, and the eyes were wide open, as if she had not foreseen her death.
That face was clearly one of the girls who had come to Terence Castle with her a few days ago.
With a thud, the flowers in Jiang Liyue's hand fell to the ground. She took two steps back, as if she had been quite frightened.
She had only taken two steps back when she bumped into a hard, cold object.
Jiang Liyue turned her head in a daze. There was a tall and handsome man. He lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked down at her lazily. His deep eyes seemed to be those of a apex predator who had been staring at his prey.
Under Jiang Liyue's panicked gaze, he asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
Why does it smell so good?
Hermer was somewhat annoyed; ever since he and Herlo inherited the Terence Castle, the number of things they had to deal with had gradually increased.
Herlo is a lazy person who always pushes things onto him.
This time, there was another vampire riot, and the two of them went to deal with it together. Who knew that Herlo would go berserk, chasing after a group of vampires and playing cat and mouse with them.
Hermer, however, did not want to play such a boring game, so he simply returned to Terence Castle ahead of time.
Who knew that as soon as he returned to the castle, some clueless humans would try to get close to him.
That arrogant human girl deliberately cut her skin in front of him, letting a small amount of blood flow, in an attempt to attract his attention.
She feigned weakness and fell to the ground, staring at him with what she thought were alluring eyes, and said, "I am willing to give everything for Your Grace, and Your Grace can do anything to me."
What a joke! Do you think he's like those low-class, stupid vampires who can be controlled by blood and the simplest desires?
In his eyes, her blood was not only unattractive, but like her soul, it reeked of a nauseating stench.
This wasn't just directed at this girl; he viewed all humans in this way.
The bored Hermes showed no mercy and killed the foolish human girl.
The butler quickly stepped forward to apologize, explaining that the girl had been sent by the Foggis family some time ago, originally intended as a blood servant, but he had later arranged for her to become a maid in the castle.
Hermer remembered that the butler had reported this kind of thing to him before, but he was too lazy to deal with such a trivial matter, so he handed it over to the butler to arrange.
Unexpectedly, this has caused such a mess. Frustrated, Hermer ordered the butler to take over Herlo's affairs, while the other vampire servants in the castle came forward to deal with the girl's corpse.
But before they even touched the girl's body...
Hermer then heard a sweet female voice coming from outside the door.
He frowned and looked towards the door. The blonde girl pushed the door open, accompanied by a fragrance that captivated him.
Hermer stood frozen in place, his eyes fixed on the girl who had walked into the hall without her noticing.
His eyes held a strong sense of possessiveness.
Hermer instinctively chased away the other vampires in the hall and watched helplessly as the girl walked into the hall.
Then she noticed the corpse on the ground and took the initiative to go into his arms.
At this time, Hermes was not as composed as he would be a century later; his eyes held a hint of mockery.
Look, his adorable little prey has walked right into his trap.
He then deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Who are you?"
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