Yes, that's right.
How could Leonard, who thought he cared about Oliver the most, not notice something was wrong with Oliver?
But he just couldn't believe it, nor could he admit that he had personally harmed the person he loved most.
Leonard was stunned for a moment. He had originally come here for the ancient spell's unbreakable power. Although he didn't know how Oliver had broken the spell, her weakness now told him that breaking the spell once was her limit...
How could he not want to help Oliver break the spell now?
Regardless of the responsibility Oliver has, just the fact that Arnold is eyeing them covetously is enough to make them nervous.
He couldn't imagine...
What would happen if Oliver was really taken away by Arnold because of his negligence.
She was originally the most supreme king of the entire race!
But now he has caused her to be in trouble.
He hates.
But he had no other choice. He had cast such a forbidden spell in order to keep her, but now there was no way to lift the ban.
The only way to attenuate his guilt was to stay by Oliver's side and prevent her from being bothered by those bastards.
And her body…it would always find a way.
Leonard comforted himself, but he didn't have the courage to step into that room again.
He looked deeply at the room where Oliver was, looked once, and looked again, and finally retracted his gaze and walked towards his room.
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Duke Arnold's Castle.
"What?! The Great Elder is dead?" Duke Arnold's furious voice came from a hidden room on the fifth floor of Arnold Castle.
No matter how others guess, they would never guess that the Duke Arnold Castle, which looks magnificent, actually has such a "little world".
Arnold sat on his 'throne', his eyes bruised, his mouth wide open, the veins on his neck bulging, and even his hands were tightly gripping the armchair, his knuckles white, showing how much strength he was exerting.
"Yes..." The little vampire who was reporting below was so frightened by Arnold's reaction that he knelt down in front of Arnold with his legs weak. His hands were shaking constantly and he could hardly do the most basic hand-hugging salute.
Arnold was already overflowing with anger, and seeing the little vampire acting so cowardly made him even more furious. He immediately reached out and grabbed the little vampire's neck and lifted him up: "You're such a coward, there's no point in keeping you..."
Arnold slowly applied force with his fingers, enjoying watching the little vampire struggling desperately with his neck red.
"Duke... There's more news from the Alliance..." In order to survive, the little vampire struggled to say the rest of the words.
Arnold loosened his fingers upon hearing this so as not to kill the little vampire directly, but he did not let him go either. His fingers were stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe. This was endless torture for the little vampire who had just experienced the limit of life and death.
"Tell me, if it's good news, I'll spare your life, but if it's bad..." Arnold didn't finish his words, but the gloomy expression on his face made the little vampire feel a chill on his back.
"Alliance, alliance, alliance, alliance..." The little vampire was shaking all over, like a small motor wound up, unable to stop at all, and his speech was incoherent, and even Arnold's hands were shaking.
Arnold looked at his hands shaking uncontrollably, frowned unhappily, and slowly exerted force with his fingers again.
The little vampire felt the pressure on his neck, and tears and nose flowed uncontrollably: "Duke, give me another chance... I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."
Faced with life and death, the little vampire tried his best to stop himself from shaking: "News came from the Alliance that the death of the Great Elder was related to the previously sleeping His Royal Highness Prince Oliver, and that His Royal Highness Prince Oliver seemed to have been cast under a spell, and all his spells have been sealed..."
"That's it?" Arnold looked up lazily, his fingers continuing to exert force.
"Don't, don't..." The little vampire grabbed Arnold's fingers. "The Alliance's intention is to take advantage of His Royal Highness Prince Oliver's weakness this time and bring her back for further study. Perhaps it will be helpful to our experiment."
Arnold finally let go of the little vampire and stroked his smooth chin with his slender fingers: "Oh? They want me to bring Oliver over?"
The reborn little vampire knelt limply, breathing in the fresh air in big gulps.
Hearing Arnold's question, he didn't dare to tremble anymore and knelt respectfully: "Yes, Duke, they said that the prince's research value is higher, and now His Royal Highness Prince Oliver's magic power has been sealed, so you can take her away easily."
"Oliver...how do I know where she is?" Arnold was also interested in this matter, but he heard that Oliver had been sleeping and all the power in his hands had been taken away by that ungrateful guy named Leonard.
Now Oliver has woken up but no one knows about it. He must have been taken away by Leonard.
"The Duke doesn't have to worry about this. The Alliance said that the Great Elder placed a restriction on His Royal Highness Prince Oliver before his death. Through this restriction, we can easily sense the location of His Royal Highness Prince Oliver." The little vampire answered Arnold's doubts skillfully.
"Okay, that's none of your business. You can get out." Arnold waved his hand and let the little vampire go out.
The little vampire was very tactful and rolled himself into a ball and rolled to the door.
Just as he was about to roll out, Arnold's cold voice sounded from behind him, like a deadly ghost.
"etc."
Hearing this voice, the little vampire was so scared that he almost peed his pants, but he still had to stop and salute Arnold respectfully: "Duke, do you have any other instructions?"
"Go and ask the alliance people to wait in the laboratory. I will be back soon." Arnold was very confident that he could bring out Oliver, who had no magic power left. He had already planned how to start their experiment.
"Yes, Duke." The little vampire consciously rolled himself into a ball again and rolled out.
Arnold sat on the chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, and whispered softly: "Oliver...Prince, it's time for someone else to take the position. I will not only be a prince, I will also be the king of the whole world!"
The smile on Arnold's face continued to grow, even showing signs of madness.
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Oliver here—
"Sanduo, what's wrong with me?" After fainting, Oliver could only communicate with Sanduo in his mind and could not receive any information from the outside world.
Sanduo glanced weakly at Oliver, who was still in a daze, curled his lips, and told Oliver the truth: "Haven't you noticed that your body has become heavier since you woke up?"
"Hmm?" Oliver thought for a moment. "Huh? It seems like that's really the case!"
"This... is it related to my fainting? Isn't it because I ate too little that I feel heavier and heavier?" Oliver asked tentatively.
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