Chapter 104 Blood Clan Breeding Manual 10
Then Lucien suddenly raised his fist and said word by word, "Father God, I swear by the Montero family that I will not break my promise and will not reveal His Highness Star Sword's secrets."
Lucien returned to his cynical self after saying this and stuck out his tongue at Xingjian, who shook his head helplessly.
The Montero family?
Behind him, which Xingjian couldn't see, Villroya was almost stunned in place. "Montero" suddenly awakened his long-dormant memories and pulled him from the current castle to the bloody memories of the past.
He was five years old that year and lived in a small village in the countryside. He was kicked from one house to another by the villagers. He walked in the snow all night with his small body, but could not find anyone willing to take him in.
After walking for a long time, he met a group of strange people wearing white robes.
Not having eaten for a long time made Virroya unable to shout. He moved his steps little by little, and finally grabbed the hem of one of the men's clothes before fainting.
When he woke up again, Virroya found himself sleeping on a shabby little bed. However, even though it was shabby, Virroya felt particularly warm under the quilt.
The nun outside the door seemed to notice the sound of Virroya getting up inside.
Wrapped in his own blanket, Virroya looked at the nun who suddenly pushed the door open and cried with tears in her eyes, which seemed a bit strange.
Why are you hugging me and crying?
Just when Virroya was full of doubts, the nun's rough hand touched Virroya's little face.
"Don't be afraid, dear child. The Holy Church will protect you. You don't have to be afraid anymore."
From that day on, Virroya knew that he was adopted by the Holy Church, and the nun who adopted him was his mother's former friend.
"If I had paid more attention to what Lillian said to me, maybe none of this would have happened."
Sister Sigri said this countless times in front of Virroya, "You must remember that it was the Montero family who killed your parents. You must take revenge on those vampires no matter what."
Because of these past events, Sigri's mental state is not very good, and sometimes she mistakes Vilroya for his mother Lillian.
Sigrid had been dead for many years before Virroya was brought to the castle, but the Montero family was always imprinted in Virroya's mind.
Star Sword noticed something was wrong with Vilroya, and his heart skipped a beat. He realized something was wrong, so he turned around and winked at Lucien behind him. Seeing Star Sword's expression, Lucien said knowingly.
"Oh, I'm going to take a rest first. I'm exhausted after sitting in the carriage for so long. I must ask Miss Isabella to prepare my favorite coffin for me."
Lucien said as he walked out of the study. Before leaving, he winked at Xingjian vigorously, fearing that Xingjian couldn't see his intention.
The door creaked shut, leaving only Virroya and Xingjian in the study.
The first person to interrupt the silence was Vilroya. His voice was slightly hoarse: "Your Highness, I'm sorry to bother you." Vilroya didn't dare look at Xingjian, for fear that Xingjian would notice the sorrow in his eyes.
When Xing Jian heard Vierroya's resentful tone, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Is the young butler jealous?"
There was no one else in the study, only the ticking sound of the gilded pendulum. If it were usual, Vilora would have blushed when he heard Xingjian's words.
But today, Virroya's mind was completely occupied by "Montero", and he couldn't think about anything else.
"Vilroya, he is just my friend. He has been waiting for his lover for a long time. What about me?" Xingjian's fingertips wearing lace gloves gently pinched Virroya's chin, forcing him to look at himself.
After spending all these years with Xingjian, Villroya could vaguely feel His Highness's affection for him.
The first time they broke the window paper was under such circumstances today. Villroya looked at Xingjian with the same gentle smile as before, and put his hands on Xingjian's arms. "Your Highness, I suddenly remembered that there are flowers in the rose garden that I picked for you that I haven't brought in. It will be dawn soon."
An excuse that both of them knew well, Xing Jian suddenly withdrew his hand, turned his back, and said in an exceptionally cold voice, "Go."
After hearing what Xingjian said, Villroya stood firm, staring at Xingjian's back, as if he wanted to imprint his figure deeply in his mind.
The door was closed again, Xingjian closed his eyes, and a crystal tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
004, who had been paying attention to Xingjian, appeared in front of Xingjian after Villroya left and wiped the tears from the corners of Xingjian's eyes with his furry little hands.
"Lord Xingjian, don't be sad. Your lover may just not accept it for the time being. Once he thinks it through, he will definitely agree to you." 004 couldn't bear to see Xingjian sad the most. He flew around anxiously, but couldn't find any way to completely wipe away the tears from the corners of Xingjian's eyes.
"Xiao 4, I'm not that fragile. I just suddenly thought of some unhappy things and made you worry." Xingjian picked up 004 and put her on his shoulder. He picked up a book from the bookshelf full of books and lay on the rattan chair to read.
The tear in the corner of his eye seemed to be just an illusion of 004. Only the wetness on his furry little hand told 004 that Xingjian's tears were not a dream.
Looking at the obscure words in front of him, Xingjian's mind was not here at all. It was obvious from Villroya's behavior just now that he already knew his own life experience. So how long would it take for him to leave him?
Xing Jian suddenly remembered the plot in Lucien and Lillian's book. Even if they were the same soul, they might not be together again in the next life. What's more, he and his unknown lover would shuttle between small worlds. One day, he would probably get tired of it.
The rustling sound of turning pages covered up Xingjian's worries.
After leaving the study, Villroya walked a long way, through the corridor and came to the rose garden outside the castle.
The cold wind blowing in my face was filled with the fragrance of roses, but unfortunately this time, Virroya had no intention of appreciating it at all. The sky before dawn was particularly dark, and even the moon had hidden itself.
Virroya plunged into the rose bush, examining each rose one by one. When he found a suitable one, he carefully picked it up, pulled out the small thorns on the stems one by one, and then put it in his arms.
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