A full moon hung on the surface of the sea. A dark red cloud floated by, dyeing it with a trace of scarlet moonlight, sprinkling on the top of the ancient castle.
"Let me out!"
A scarlet blade slashed at the black fog-like barrier, and only a few ripples appeared on the barrier.
Camilla's hands drooped down weakly. With her strength, it was impossible for her to destroy this barrier.
From here, she could see that the castle's servants were busy preparing for the wedding. A grand wedding was about to begin, and she was the female lead, but she did not feel the slightest bit of joy.
"Ha." Camilla slowly clenched her fists, and her sharp nails dug into her flesh. She sneered and muttered to herself, "Do you think that everything will go according to your wishes after the wedding? You forced me to marry, so don't blame me for ruining this wedding. "
"That kid Nox is not bad, Camilla. Why don't you like him?"
A black figure leaned on the edge of the castle. His index finger and thumb were holding a transparent crystal glass, and the scarlet red wine was gently rippling in the glass. He looked back at Camilla with a faint smile. He had neat slicked-back hair, a high nose bridge, and sapphire blue eyes. He was wearing a fitting black suit, and he looked like a gentleman.
"Uncle Dracula!" Camilla's eyes lit up, and she immediately moved to the front of the barrier. Her voice lowered by a few notches. "Let me out, please."
"That won't do. If I let you go, then the one locked up here will be me." Dracula shook his head and sighed softly. "You know that no one can change your father's decision."
"Can you bear to see me being pushed into the fire pit by him again?" Camilla bit her lips.
Dracula took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and with a twist of his finger, the transparent glass spun on his fingertip, and the scarlet red wine splashed on the barrier.
"Chi —"
With a soft sound, the barrier that sealed Camilla melted into thin air.
"This is …" Camilla looked at the melting barrier in disbelief. She then looked up at Dracula, and exclaimed, "Uncle Dracula, you've broken through?"
"No matter what, I was the number one prodigy of the Vampires back then, and was seen as the one with the highest chance of becoming a Vampire Ancestor," Dracula said proudly as he twirled the crystal cup on his fingertips.
"And you've obtained the Primogenitor Bloodline?" Camilla looked at the scarlet bat tattoo on Dracula's right middle finger. It looked as if it was formed from blood and had a bloodthirsty aura. She was even more shocked.
"In order to save you, I took a risk." Dracula combed his swept-back hair gloomily.
"Uncle Dracula, I know you treat me the best!" Camilla hugged Dracula happily.
Count looked at Camilla. Back then, the little fellow who liked to climb up his long legs had unknowingly grown into a young lady. Last time, he didn't stand in front of her to protect her. This time, he couldn't let himself regret it a second time.
"Let's go. I'll bring you to a place," Dracula said with a relaxed expression.
"Do you want to escape with me?" Camilla asked, a little puzzled.
"I'm now a vampire chosen by the Primogenitor Bloodline. Even your father can't do anything to me." Dracula shook his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a pair of sharp fangs. He smiled as he whispered, "Do you still remember the Primogenitor's inheritance method?"
"It's passed down by blood." Camilla nodded. Suddenly, her acting skills lit up, and she said, "You mean …"
"Let's go. I think that old thing from the Bartoli Family will be very surprised when he sees us." Dracula waved his hand gently, and the previously melted barrier was restored to its original state. He grabbed Camilla's arm with one hand, and also turned into a cloud of black fog and disappeared from the roof of the ancient castle.
Not long after, a bat patrolled around the tower. After confirming that the barrier was intact, it disappeared again.
On another island, there was also an ancient castle built on top of a cliff. The wind and rain left scars on it, and a few bats flew across the sky from time to time.
"Remember, Nox. Don't be bewitched by that b * tch Camilla. She definitely had something to do with your brother's sudden death back then. She's just a stepping stone for you to become the King of Vampires." In the hall of the ancient castle, an elderly vampire sitting on a high seat looked at the young blonde vampire standing in the middle of the hall and said coldly.
"I'll remember," Nox said respectfully. However, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his eyes. The woman he had been thinking about for so many years was finally going to belong to him. Just thinking about it made him unable to suppress his excitement.
"You may leave. Prepare for the wedding. Maynard doesn't have a son. The future of the Vampires belongs to you." Giles raised his hand.
Nox bowed respectfully, and left the hall.
Giles was the only one left in the spacious hall. The scarlet light dyed the hall with a layer of eerie light. He sat high on the bone throne. Time had left deep wrinkles on his face. Even the most delicious blood couldn't fill these gullies.
As the ancestor of the Vampires, Giles had already lived for more than 1,300 years. This was a very long time. No one in the Vampires had lived longer than him. Even the great elder was 300 years younger than him.
Giles gently stroked the red bat on his right middle finger. The wrinkled skin made it slightly deformed. The original bright red color had turned dark red.
He still remembered the bloodthirsty look of this bat when his grandfather passed on the bloodline to him. In the blink of an eye, a thousand years had passed.
"When Nox gets married, this bloodline should be passed on to him …" Giles muttered to himself softly. A smile flashed across his wooden face.
"I'm sorry, but this wish of yours may not be fulfilled." A voice echoed in the hall. Black fog condensed in the center of the hall. Dracula appeared in the center of the hall with Camilla. He flashed a middle finger at Giles with a smile on his face.
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"The ancestor bloodline has chosen me."
Giles looked at Dracula's middle finger. That scarlet bat reminded him of himself when he received the ancestor bloodline's recognition.
"What a surprise. The ancestor's bloodline has chosen your family again." Giles grinned, revealing a pair of sharp fangs. His expression didn't change at all because of Dracula and Camilla's arrival.
"I'm here to break off the engagement for Camilla, and to take away what belongs to me." Dracula retracted his middle finger, and smiled at Giles gracefully.
"Just based on a grass-eating little fellow like you?" Giles raised his right hand, and the crimson light from the wall lamp intensified instantly. The temperature in the hall dropped abruptly, and the ground and roof began to freeze. "Nox and Camilla's wedding will be held on time. You can't take away what you want."
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