Quick Wear: Men who steal the heroine will become addicted

Chapter 117 Playing with the King of the Blood Clan 10

In the past, Troy had never used such a gentle interrogation on anyone, it was like child's play.

But thinking that she might be the descendant of the blood hunter, his tone unconsciously became extra gentle.

That blood hunter was once his little blood slave.

He was just a little bit away from giving her his first embrace, and she would become his own unique relative.

Her hair will turn into a pure silver-white like moonlight, and her eyebrows, eyelashes and pupils will be the same snow-white as his, unique in the entire castle and even in the vampire clan.

But she chose to take his heart's blood at the critical moment of the first embrace.

How come the blood of his little blood slave is not considered his blood?

Compared with his unrelated fellow tribesmen, Troy undoubtedly has rule-breaking indulgence and preference for his little blood slave.

Just like now, his fingertips, as cold and white as jade, gently combed the girl's hair, which did not bring her too much stimulation, but also brought them closer to each other.

"Tell me, little one, did you bring the cross in?"

Qiao Chu looked at him coldly, "I said it's useful, isn't it? It has the initials of the Holy Sword Knight and me engraved on it."

"No, no, no." Unlike the jealous Zuo Liu, Troy was able to look at the problem with a more rational mind.

"Those might just be some meaningless characters. As far as I know, the most famous princess among you humans is also named Qiao."

Qiao Chu was quite satisfied with his attitude, mainly because he was handsome and everything he said was beautiful.

"The cross was brought in by the Saint of Light, Vivian. Her fiancé was injured, and he needs your heart's blood to survive. Believe it or not."

Although she is now a prisoner, she is also a cold-blooded and ruthless Holy Maiden's Secret Guard—a little blood slave who is too submissive to arouse the interest of the vampires.

Troy glanced at the instrument, but the bell gave no warning.

"So, little one, what is your purpose in coming to the castle? I think you should know that this place is full of dangers and is not a good place to live."

Qiao Chu smiled. "Money, power, wealth, freedom, I can die for any of them."

The original owner took the initiative to ask the elders of the temple to come to the castle to serve the vampires for the sake of her adoptive parents.

Vivian is the daughter of an earl, a noble daughter of high rank. Her adoptive parents were slaves of the earl's family.

The original owner was trained to be an extraordinary secret guard since childhood, just to protect Saint Vivian.

Before being sent to the vampire castle, the original owner made a request to the Earl's family, stating that only if they set her parents free and paid off all outstanding wages would she do her utmost to protect Vivian.

At that time, the list of girls entering the castle had already been finalized and there was no possibility of change. The Earl and his family could only swallow this loss.

As for Qiao Chu himself, needless to say, he is greedy for money and lustful.

There was still no movement from the polygraph.

Troy lowered his eyes, feeling a sense of loss in his chest.

I don’t know if it’s because the lost heart blood hasn’t fully recovered yet, or because the girl’s answer has nothing to do with him.

But the next second, the girl spoke again.

"Your Highness, the Saint wants to take your blood, but she is accusing me of this crime. Shouldn't you be the one to make the decision for me?"

Troy took out a code and opened a page, his voice calm.

"According to Article 103 of the Blood Slave Code, those who engage in private fighting, framing, or fraud will be sentenced to service for the victim from one year to life, depending on the severity of the crime."

Qiao Chu knew that this "severity" did not refer to the incident, but to the difference in identity and status between the victim and the criminal.

In an empire where aristocrats exist, no law is absolutely fair.

Even the most authoritative chief justice of the blood clan, the code he upholds is biased towards the blood clan with more noble bloodline.

The girl held down the Chief Justice's hand that was stroking her hair, and her slightly widened fox eyes revealed grievance and calculation.

"Your Highness, I am your little blood slave. Vivian tried to kill your only food and has evil intentions. How about letting her be my slave for the rest of her life?"

The girl's unusually docile attitude, as well as words like "your", "only", and "okay", made the strict and fair judge a little shaken.

After all, it was her blood that broke the seal and gave him new life.

What's more, the guilty one was the Holy Lady of Light.

Troy hesitated for only a moment before agreeing gently.

"Very well, I will make her your slave until she dies of old age. You are the monarch's little blood slave, and if the punishment is too light, he will not be satisfied."

Troy cleared himself of all charges, as if he had no selfish motives towards the girl.

He took out another magical tool and handed it to the girl. "This collar was originally used to tame disobedient wolfhounds. You can use it to control your slave."

"Here's a reward for you, good girl."

Troy was like a fairy without desires. There was no blood-thirsty expectation in his eyes, no obvious smile, and rewards sounded like punishments to him.

How could this be possible? Do you think that if you don't actively eat her, you won't become addicted to her?

Qiao Chu lowered his head and gave a dangerous smile from an angle that Troy couldn't see.

She pinched the collar, suddenly bit her tongue, and kissed the man's pale and cold lips.

The rich and sweet smell of blood, and the shock of not being able to react in time, made Troy open his lips slightly, and the nimble little snake went straight in.

It has a flavor that no vampire can refuse.

Troy held the girl's slender waist and endured it passively. The scorching temperature was transmitted to his fingertips through the fabric, and the warm feeling almost melted him.

What was even more terrible was that their lips and teeth were hooked and entangled, and the sweet blood and saliva mixed together, making him more and more thirsty the more he tasted.

The girl kissed him until he was breathless, and then peeled off without warning.

At the same time, with a click, the collar was buckled around the man's snow-white neck.

The triumphant girl smiled sweetly, "Your Highness, this is also a reward for you. Do you like it?"

Troy lowered his eyes and could only see the chain on the collar being held by the girl's small, white fingers.

"Bad girl, do you mean offering food, or this collar?"

Qiao Chu carefully smeared the remaining blood on the man's lips, like bright lip balm, making it the only red petal among the white plum blossoms in the snow.

Use the tip of your tongue.

"Yes, Your Highness. If you are willing to wear it all the time, I don't mind giving you a reward like that every day."

Troy calmly removed the collar, showing no sign of being seduced. "This collar is too crude, and besides, the monarch wouldn't allow you to do that."

Look, His Royal Highness the Wing King, the most unkind of the vampires, is shirking responsibility in this high-sounding way.

It was obviously he who enjoyed the blood, and he was the one who did not refuse or push it away, but he said that the monarch did not allow it to fool the little blood slave.

It just so happened that Qiao Chu wouldn't allow him to stay out of it.

"It's his business if Zuo Liu doesn't allow it. I'm not his little blood slave. Your Highness, can't we just play quietly?"