Salman's body trembled involuntarily. It was an instinctive fear, and even he didn't know what he was afraid of.
"Let's go back." Salman waved his hand and signaled the driver to send them back to Fort Collins. He felt that meeting Father Lance Broder today could shorten his life by a few hundred years.
Cursing in his heart, Erland slowly closed his eyes to rest. Perhaps even he himself didn't realize that facing this man who was in a different position from him, he only felt tired, without any killing intent, let alone any disgust …
After half an hour, the car finally arrived at Fort Collins. Salman wanted to wake up Salman, who seemed to have fallen asleep, but he found that Salman opened his eyes. His eyes were cold, and he didn't look like he had fallen asleep at all.
"You're … awake?" Salman couldn't help but tremble when he saw the silver-gray eyes.
It was just a pair of eyes without any emotions, but no matter how many times he saw it, Salman still felt terrified.
In addition to being trained by Hardedef, there was also an instinctive fear.
This person didn't look like Doron at all. He even looked like a slender and beautiful young man, but the more he looked at him, the more terrified he felt. It was as if his soul could freeze.
"Yes." As if he felt Salman's trembling, Erland sneered and got out of the car, completely ignoring the person who was still scared in the car.
"Master, you're back." Looking at Salman who walked in aggressively, Hardedef took a few steps forward and took the cloak and coat from him. "Are you unhappy today?"
John had been by Edland's side for so many years, so he had a very accurate grasp of his emotions. Although it was only a slight displeasure, John was still able to sense it at the first moment.
"Yes, I met someone I didn't want to meet." As he said this, Erland stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his temples. Just thinking about that person gave him a headache.
"Who is it? Do you need me..." Seeing Erland rubbing his temples, Hardedef immediately understood that it was that person who was giving his master a headache. Since that was the case, Hardedef decided to completely erase that person's existence.
No one among the vampires knew Hardedef's age or where he came from. They only knew that Hardedef was very loyal. In his eyes, there was no room for anyone other than Erland.
Now that someone was giving Eiland a headache, as a loyal servant, John would naturally eliminate the 'thing' that shouldn't exist.
"No need. Also, neither you nor I can touch that person." That person's identity meant that the vampires couldn't do anything. If they did, then it would be a war between light and darkness. "Don't investigate. We probably won't have a chance to meet again."
Even Eiland himself couldn't believe it. After all, Lance Broad had said that he would come to Fort Collins as a guest.
Although, he did not think that the priest would really come.
What did Fort Collins represent? For humans, it might only be a status, but for the forces of light and darkness, it had a different meaning. At least, as a priest, Lance knew about it.
In that case, he didn't think Lance would come here.
Although Eiland said so, Hardedef still wanted to get rid of the person who was troubling his master.
But since his master said so, he naturally wouldn't disobey his master. If he was sure that the person wasn't harmful, he would turn a blind eye. If that person was troublesome to his master, he would directly get rid of that troublesome factor even if he was punished by his master!
So, after Hardedef served Eiland, he went to find Salman.
"Are you asking me who we met today?" Hearing Hardedef's words, Salman Weiwei was stunned. He didn't understand what Hardedef's purpose was.
"Yes, I want to know if master and you met any unusual people today." If it was only the countess and some noble ladies, Hardedef didn't think that his master would have such a headache. Since it was so troublesome, it must be someone very troublesome.
"Unusual people?" Hearing this question, Salman immediately thought of Lance. "If there's anyone out of the ordinary today, it's probably only Father Brode, and Father Brode seems to be very interested in you."
When Salman said the word 'Sir', his body trembled slightly. Then, seeing that Hardedef didn't say anything, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
For him, calling someone 'Sir' was already his limit. He couldn't call someone 'Master'!
If it was in the past, Hardedef might argue with this person, but at this time, it was obvious that his master was in a very bad mood. He didn't have time to argue with this person, so he directly ignored him.
"Father Brode? Lance Broad? " Speaking of Father Broad, this was the only person Hardedef could think of. If it was really that person, he somewhat understood why his master was having a headache.
That person really couldn't be touched. He was the youngest priest, the most promising person to become a cardinal, and the man closest to Sen.
No matter what the reason was, if Lance Broad was really touched, it would mean that the light and the dark were about to officially go to war.
"Yes, it's Lance Broad." Salman nodded affirmatively. He remembered that when that person introduced himself to Eiland, this was his name.
"Well, I see. You can go now. And don't go out of the room tonight. Otherwise, if something happens, no one will care about you." Before leaving, Hardedef said this to Salman, which made him scratch his head.
In fact, in the entire Collins Castle, only Salman didn't know the identity of his master and Doron, who sent Salman that day. Salman only thought of them as nobles.
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