At the mention of Countess Bartoli, the first thing that flashed through Mag's mind was naturally that famous vampire countess in history. This seductive but not seductive woman with a hint of a queen's aura was more in line with his imagination than in the movies.
"Camilla Bartoli, the princess of the vampire race. However, most people refer to her as Countess Bartoli," the Hill said in a soft voice. There wasn't even the slightest hint of panic on his face as he looked at the vampire. In fact, his expression didn't even change in the slightest.
"So she really is a vampire." Meg raised an eyebrow, but he didn't appear too surprised. This was the second vampire he had ever seen. The previous one was Dracula, who had attended the peace talks between the dragons and demons. That was a rather amusing vampire.
Meg then turned his gaze toward the servant standing beside Camilla. She was completely enshrouded in a black robe, revealing only a pair of green eyes. They were glowing faintly within the black robe, giving her a rather sinister appearance.
"So she's a Big Sister Bat?" Amy's eyes were filled with curiosity as she looked at the black-robed servant with an eager expression.
"Meow, meow!" Ugly Duckling grabbed onto Amy's dress with all its might to prevent itself from falling, but it was staring intently at the servant. It was even baring its fangs as if it were ready to pounce at any moment.
"Why are you so afraid? Little fellows like you, I don't like any of you." Camilla swept her gaze across everyone in the banquet hall with a disdainful smile. Her gaze paused momentarily on the Hill before settling on Amy, and her eyes lit up slightly.
Meg stepped in front of Amy. Not only was this woman beautiful, but she also gave him a sense of danger, indicating that she was far more powerful than he was.
He had heard that all vampires liked the blood of beautiful virgins. Even though Amy was still young, there could be one or two perverted vampires among them.
The women present breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, they felt a faint sense of loss in their hearts. Countess Bartoli had taken a fancy to a first-class beauty. This was the greatest affirmation of a woman's appearance, and they were obviously not good enough.
But now that she seemed to be interested in the half-elf girl, he couldn't help but be curious. Could it be that she would make a move on a little girl?
"Heh, the little girl is very cute. But don't worry, I won't lay my hands on an underage little guy." Camilla looked at Meg and smiled as she slowly walked down the stairs.
Her black leather boots stepped on the stone steps, making a crisp sound. Her skirt was lifted up, and her fair and slender thighs were teasing the hearts of countless men.
"Interesting." A smile also appeared on Mag's face.
"Beautiful sister, I'm Amy. How should I address you?" Amy asked curiously as she poked her head out from behind Meg and looked at Camilla, who had already walked down the stairs.
"They all call me Countess Bartoli, but I'll allow you to call me Camilla." Camilla looked at Amy with a little surprise.
The other children all stayed as far away from her as possible when they saw her. She didn't expect this little girl to take the initiative to talk to her, and her words sounded so pleasant.
"Hello, Big Sister Camilla." Amy nodded obediently.
"Hello." Camilla nodded slightly. Her expression was still neither cold nor warm, and she had an aura that made people retreat.
"Is this your servant? What's her name? "Amy had no intention of backing down. She continued to point at the servant shrouded in a black robe and asked.
Camilla hesitated for a moment, and said with uncertainty, "Little Black?"
"Please call me Caesar, esteemed madam." A somewhat sinister and sharp female voice came from the black robe, but it sounded a little helpless and anxious.
"Caesar? It sounds very powerful, but why do you have to cover yourself so tightly? "Amy circled around the black-robed person curiously.
Ugly Duckling stretched its neck and sniffed like a puppy, as if it was sniffing something.
"This is my favorite outfit." The black-robed person stood still, but her voice sounded a little unnatural.
"I see. Then you must be very ugly, right?" Amy looked at the black-robed person with pity.
"Huh?" The black-robed person was clearly stunned.
"It's okay. Ugly Duckling is so ugly, but it never thought of covering itself. No matter how ugly you are, you're definitely not as ugly as it is, right?" Amy consoled.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling looked at Amy with an aggrieved expression.
"Of course I'm much prettier than this stupid cat," the black-robed person said matter-of-factly.
"That's not necessarily true." Camilla, who had been silent for a long time, interjected.
"It's okay, it's okay. I can understand. Ugly Duckling also thinks it's very pretty." Amy had an enlightened expression.
Camilla snapped her fingers at a waitress, and gestured for her to come over.
"Madam, w-what would you like to order?" The waitress was clearly very nervous. Even the tray in her hand was trembling slightly, and the amber wine in the glass was swaying slightly.
Camilla looked at the waitress with a seductive smile, and said, "This low-quality wine can't pique my interest at all. Give me a glass of fresh blood, please."
"Ah!"
The waitress screamed, and the tray in her hand slipped out of her hand. The wine glass shattered, and the amber wine splattered everywhere.
Hill looked at the waitress who had turned pale with fright, and stepped forward with a smile. She stood in front of Camilla, and said, "I heard that the Countess loves wine the most. I happen to have a bottle of wine brewed by the winery in my car. I'll get someone to bring it for the Countess."
"Not only is Miss Hill beautiful, but her intelligence is also incomparable to that of the average person." Camilla looked at Hill, and slowly approached her. She put her lips close to her ear, and whispered, "You're really very attractive."
Hill's eyelids twitched, but her expression didn't change in the slightest. She also smiled, and said, "The Countess' beauty hasn't aged for hundreds of years. How enviable."
"President of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, Geoffrey Moreton! Lord City Lord, Michael, here! "
Right at this moment, the emcee's voice sounded again. His loud voice reverberated throughout the entire banquet hall, and everyone turned to look at the entrance in unison.
The old-fashioned Geoffrey and the tall and burly Michael walked down side by side. Everyone in the banquet hall spontaneously quieted down, and their eyes were filled with respect.
Vivian and Luna were slightly behind them, and they walked down slowly behind the two of them.
"Whoosh!"
Right at this moment, the sound of clothes being removed sounded.
"Wow, what a big black cat!"
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