Mu Mu stroked the smooth surface of the bead and lowered his eyes. As a mixed-race person, it was clear to him who this bead, which could stabilize his bloodline, belonged to.
He looked at Misal, his tone tinged with sadness, "...This bead, is it my father's? My father is dead?"
It wasn't that he was sad, but that Sariel was sad.
Mumu's appearance was shaped like Sariel, and in order to avoid revealing any flaws, he also absorbed many of Sariel's emotions and memories.
In the past of his long life, Sariel was lonely. He seldom went out to socialize. It was not that he did not like it, but that he was not used to it and did not know how to interact with others.
Sariel endured loneliness in this ignorant way, and got used to it before he had the chance to resist. He lived alone in his huge palace, and even went for months without saying a word. He would only utter a word or two when Raphael came to see him.
Mu Mu lowered his eyes and murmured, "If he were still alive, Sariel wouldn't be so lonely..."
Misal thought Mumu would ask him about An Nuo, so he quickly thought of many things to say to introduce An Nuo to him, such as how An Nuo had a bad temper, loved excitement, and was addicted to being a weakling...
But he didn't expect that he just remained silent for a while and said something like this.
Misal pretended not to hear clearly and glanced at him sideways, "Ah? Sariel, were you talking just now?"
Mu Miao shook his head and denied it as he expected: "No, you heard it wrong."
Misal clearly heard him say that he was lonely, but he did not expose his lie. He just smiled and said, "Maybe I heard it wrong."
In fact, according to Misal's understanding of Anno, even if Anno was still alive, he would never like Sariel.
After all, he hated that almighty God so much, and Anno's mental state was not stable later on, so it might not be a good thing for Sariel to follow him.
Misael's eyes flashed with heartache, and he hugged Mu Mu tightly with his hands. He rubbed his big furry head against Mu Mu's face and said, "It's late. Let's go home. Aren't you sleepy a long time ago?"
After he said that, Mu Mu's suppressed sleepiness surged up again, and he yawned sleepily, "Then let's go back quickly."
As for the other low-level blood servants in the manor, they all disappeared at some point.
Mu Mu looked around and realized that only he and Misal were left in the entire manor. Even the player was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help but ask Misal curiously, "Where are they?"
Misal seemed a little uncomfortable, his eyes wandering, "...I asked them to go to my place first, what's wrong?"
As for what he was going to do there, Misal did not say directly.
Mu Mu was also a very thick-skinned person, so he naturally didn't notice Misal's deliberate concealment. He leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep.
He didn't know if it was Mu Mu's illusion, but he felt that Misal was flying very slowly this time, more than twice as slow as when they came.
No matter how you look at it, it seems like... you're stalling for time?
Mu Mu's clear and round eyes were full of suspicion. He looked up at Misal, too lazy to speak and asked directly with his eyes.
The latter met his gaze, coughed twice, and pretended to be calm. "...I'm a little tired, maybe I flew a little slowly. If you're really sleepy, why don't you lean on me and take a nap? I'll call you when you're ready."
Hearing him say this, most of the doubts in Mu Mu's heart were dispelled, and she leaned against him lazily, "Okay."
Misal looked down at him. From this angle, he could see Mu Mu's delicate facial features. His long, thick eyelashes, like small fans, trembled with sleepiness, which made Misal feel itchy.
He suppressed his restless hands and let out a breath to calm his tense nerves.
During the whole journey, Mu Mu couldn't fall asleep even though he was extremely sleepy. The main reason was that the Massal was too hard and not soft at all, and he didn't feel comfortable using it as a pillow.
In a daze, Mu Miao remembered the intimate scene between Xi Yunchi and others, and almost fainted.
No, he must go and ask clearly, he must find out whether the green-haired guy is as good-looking as him!
Mu Miao is very self-aware and has a faint narcissistic tendency. He can't believe how Xi Yunchi could ignore such a beautiful woman like him and fall in love with a cuckold.
Soon, Missal's manor came into view. The bright lights illuminated the area. The manor was bustling and looked very lively.
When Misal saw this scene, his heart, which had been so high, finally settled down.
Fortunately, I finally caught up.
Misal hasn't returned for thousands of years. Due to the aura left by a generation of vampires, other vampires will not occupy his manor.
But after so much time, there must be a lot of dust. He could only go and ransack his eldest nephew's house first, and use his blood servants to clean the manor for him, so that Mu Mu could see a clean home.
Misal looked at the manor, which was exactly the same as before he left, and nodded with satisfaction.
As expected of a professional, this speed deserves recognition. Especially when seeing the surprise in Mu Mu's eyes, Misal was even more satisfied.
He glanced at Yu Xi, who was modest and had a humble expression, and thought to himself that he was indeed his nephew's right-hand man and had some skills, so he could give him a raise.
Yu Xi received the admiring look from her new boss and straightened her back even more.
[Dude, are you kidding me? You're here to challenge others, not to serve others!]
[It turns out the most stable relationship between players and bosses is the employer-employee relationship...]
[One hundred ways to please your boss in the new workplace?]
[Don't say that. At least he's still alive and well, which is already pretty good... Look at the miserable state of the Angels.]
When Mu Mu saw other strange vampires in their best clothes in the manor, he immediately hid behind Misal shyly, and poked his little head out to look at these unfamiliar faces.
He pulled Misal's sleeve, and Misal immediately bent down skillfully, so Mumu could speak smoothly in his ear, "Is there a banquet tonight? There are so many people..."
Misal rubbed his head soothingly. "It's a welcome party for you. They're just here to take a look and will leave soon. If you don't like it, I can ask them to leave now."
Mu Mu nodded, then timidly hid behind him, using his tall figure to block those inquiring eyes. "No need, I also want to see what the vampire banquet is like."
Misal looked at him teasingly, "Not sleepy anymore?"
Mu Miao turned his head away and said stubbornly, "I can still hold on a little longer."
Misal kissed his forehead with a smile, but was pushed away by the latter in disgust.
Mu Miao quietly observed these vampires. Most of them were handsome men and beautiful women, especially those with pure bloodline, whose appearance was even more outstanding.
The vampires have a strict hierarchy. All the vampires who come here are nobles of noble blood. Without exception, they are all pure-blooded for more than five generations. Only they are qualified to see Missal.
"Uncle Mishal, long time no see." A second-generation vampire, holding a goblet filled with blood, greeted Mishal politely, but his eyes never left Mu Mu. He looked at him with a smile, "Who is this little brother...?"
Misal seemed somewhat tolerant of this young man. He took Mumu's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, "Your uncle Annuo's only son, the second-generation vampire Sariel, is also my lover."
A red light flickered in his eyes, and the majesty of his generation bypassed Mu Mu and was unleashed unscrupulously on the vampires present. His slow voice contained danger, "Hilda, do you recognize me now?"
Mu Mu noticed the scrutinizing look that this young vampire from Hilda was giving him, but after Misal said this, Hilda looked at him with a hint of fear.
Hilda was smart and naturally knew that Misal's words were to point out that Mu Mu's identity was not someone he could mess with.
Whether he is Annuo's only son or Misal's lover, this suddenly appearing vampire has become a pyramid-like existence in the vampire hierarchy.
Hilda took a step forward and knelt on one knee in front of Mumu, with a gentleman's smile on her lips. "It turns out to be Lord Sariel. Good day, sir."
Mu Miao glanced at the moon high in the sky and said to him in a tone that was difficult to describe, "Good day."
As Hilda successfully spoke to Mumu, the other vampires also hurried forward to greet Mumu.
Mu Miao looked at these beautiful and handsome brothers and sisters, and forced herself to cheer up and join them in this lively banquet.
Seeing that Mu Mu easily integrated into the group and looked like he was having a lot of fun, Misal went to deal with his own affairs with peace of mind.
As soon as Misal left, the worried vampires came over and kept greeting Mumu.
But in the end, just the two words "Good day" made Mu Mu's lips dry and mouth parched.
But out of politeness, Mu Mu still responded to every vampire who came to greet him.
But the words "forced to work" were clearly written on her delicate and pretty face, and her rosy little mouth was pouting. Although she was obviously very impatient, she still greeted and talked obediently. If it were any other vampire of noble status, she would have lost her temper and left long ago.
Could he really be so soft? These bad-tempered vampires couldn't help but want to tease him. Some of them, who had already greeted him, would come up to Mu Mu again and say the same thing to him again.
Mu Mu couldn't tell them apart and really thought they were newcomers, so he said obediently, "Hello, good day."
The vampire in front of him suppressed a smile, looked at his sleepy eyes, stretched out his hand, saw Misal approaching from the corner of his eye, and withdrew his hand when it touched Mumu's face, "Good day, little Sariel."
Mu Mu was so sleepy that he was fuzzy-headed. When he saw Misal coming over, he immediately ran to him and put his arms around his waist. "I want to sleep. I'm so sleepy. Can you take me to bed? I don't want to play anymore. I want to sleep..."
His voice became lower and lower, and he was obviously so sleepy that he was unconscious.
Mu Mu's soft and coquettish voice reached the ears of other vampires, causing them to look at him even more enthusiastically.
"Master Misal, little Sariel is also sleepy, you can take him away first."
"Yeah, we won't bother you anymore. Let little Sariel have a good sleep."
"That's right, little Sariel is still growing, so he can't stay up late."
"Alas, this welcome party should be held after little Sariel wakes up."
Misal: “…”
What happened during the short ten minutes he was away? Why did it feel like the way each of them looked at Mu Mu in his arms made him want to kill someone?
Misael picked up Mu Mu with a dark face, covered Mu Mu tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't bother with that."
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