Sanduo shook his head seriously. Seeing Sanduo's expression, Oliver couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
"Sanduo, if there's anything, just tell me. I can handle it." Oliver took a deep breath and tried to adjust his expression to make himself look like he was smiling.
"Do you still remember what the mission is this time?" Sanduo looked at Oliver's pale cheeks and knew that she understood something.
Hearing this, Oliver remembered her goal when she first came into this world:
Stop Arnold's experiment and protect the vampires; increase Ravenel's favorability towards her to over 80%.
The matter of Ravenel is over, and now all we have to do is stop Arnold's experiment.
"Isn't there only Arnold's case left?" Oliver was a little confused: Is Arnold's case difficult?
"No, you don't understand." Sanduo shook his head, looking like a little adult.
Although Sanduo tried very hard to act profound, but...
How profound can a chubby little white dumpling be?
"Arnold has learned that you've lost your powers and is rushing over to experiment on you."
Sanduo stared at Oliver and said sternly, "Oliver, you must know that you are the prince of the vampire clan. If Arnold successfully uses you for his experiments, he will control the entire human world and the vampire clan."
"And you—because your body is empty, and you used forbidden techniques to break the spell, you will remain unconscious for another two hours. After two hours, even if you wake up, you won't be able to stop Arnold's experiment because you won't be able to break the spell again."
"Impossible?" Oliver seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to Sanduo: "How can it be impossible?"
"This means that if you break the spell again, even if you succeed in this world, you will only have one week to live in the next world. If you don't complete the task within one week, you will still be punished."
He didn't know if it was because Sanduo was dazzled, but he felt that when he mentioned "punishment", Oliver's small body seemed to shudder.
"No, there won't be any punishment... No punishment..." Oliver kept repeating and muttering as if he was possessed...
"Oh..." Sanduo was helpless about the punishment, and unwilling to face such a fragile Oliver, Sanduo hid back in Oliver's mind.
Oliver was left alone in the dark sea of consciousness, waiting endlessly...
………………
Following the restrictions left by the Great Elder, Arnold successfully found Oliver who was sleeping alone in the coffin.
The moment he saw Oliver's true face, Arnold raised the corner of his lips: So it's you, little blood slave~
Arnold chuckled. How could there be a blood-sucking blood slave? It turned out to be a prince in the guise of a blood slave.
but……
Arnold's slender pale fingers gently stroked Oliver's tender cheek. Oliver, you will soon no longer be His Royal Highness the Prince. As His Royal Highness the Prince of the vampire clan, let you make one last contribution to my world cause!
Arnold smiled faintly, his fingers slid across Oliver's cheek and reached the back of her neck. He used both hands to lift up the person in the coffin.
Arnold looked around disdainfully, then suddenly stretched out his bright red wings and flew towards Duke Arnold's castle with Oliver.
After making sufficient mental preparations, Leonard finally made up his mind and went to Oliver's room.
Perhaps he couldn't bear to see the weak person on the bed again, Leonard hesitated at the door for a long time before pushing it open with trembling fingers.
But……
After opening the door, Leonard did not see the person he missed.
"Oliver?!" Leonard panicked. He pushed the door open and ran to Oliver's coffin, searching anxiously: "Oliver? Where are you?!"
Leonard shouted in panic, his heart tightening, as if a big hand was tightly gripping his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Thinking of what Christian had analyzed with him before, Leonard felt dizzy: If they were really captured by Arnold for experimentation, they would not know where to start.
If Arnold dared to catch Oliver, he must have been prepared to fight against them. By the time they really caught Arnold, everything... would be too late!
Leonard, in a state of panic, suddenly saw the bright red feather next to Oliver's coffin. Leonard ran forward, picked up the feather, and rubbed it in his hands. The feather was not yet completely cold, and it was still slightly warm in his hands, so -
They haven't gone far yet!
Leonard grabbed the feather and flew to Prince Christian's castle.
"Christian, come out!" Leonard ran to Christian's castle. After Christian's butler helped him open the door, he spread his wings and flew to Christian's room while the butler was not noticing.
When Leonard kicked open the door of Christian's room, there was no sign of Christian inside.
"Where's Christian?" Leonard turned around and flew down, grabbing the butler by the collar.
"Hey, hey, hey... Duke Leonard, please don't be nervous. His Royal Highness Prince Christian is in the study downstairs. He ran into the study as soon as he came back, and I don't know what he was checking..." The old butler kept chattering, and before he finished, Leonard let go of his collar and rushed into the basement study.
--study.
Christian was buried in a pile of books, anxiously searching for—
"There must be a way. The world is so big. If a curse can be cast, it must be possible to break it!" Christian muttered, scanning the book with his eyes. His fingers trembled slightly, and he tried to turn the page several times but failed.
"Christian! Christian!!!" Before Leonard arrived, his voice had already reached the study.
Christian didn't want to bother with the man who had put Oliver in bed, but—
"Aren't you supposed to be guarding her in Oliver's castle? Why are you here? Who will guard her if you come here? Do you know she's in danger now!!" Christian said as he pushed Leonard out.
Leonard stood there and said in a low voice: "Christian, Oliver is missing..."
"Gone... Gone???!" Christian almost wanted to kill Leonard. "What do you mean by gone? How could it be gone?!"
Having said that, Christian couldn't help but hit Leonard's handsome cheek with an uppercut.
Leonard was beaten back a few steps, but did not fight back. He just stared at the floor, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took out the feather he had picked up earlier.
"I found this in Oliver's room—"
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