Chapter 1391
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Along the way back to the castle, the other Vampire Counts had all returned to their own homes.
Fidel looked at the girl who only had eyes for the young man beside him and lowered his eyes slightly.
He pursed his lips slightly, and the dimness in his eyes disappeared in a second. His expression was as usual, and he raised his eyebrows gently. He walked over in a gentlemanly manner and smiled slowly. "In that case, I'll go back first."
Hearing this, Shen Wanqing paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, go back. Goodbye."
"Okay." Fidel nodded, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.
Karina and Austin also left. Other than the servants and Butler Werner, only Shen Wanqing and Kristel were left in the castle.
Shen Wanqing quietly looked at the Pope beside her. Looking at the other party's calm profile, Shen Wanqing swallowed her saliva. She smelled the sweet fragrance on the other party's body.
She had drunk yesterday, so why was she hungry again now?
It really made people restless.
Along the way, the servants who passed by lowered their heads in fear. Not only were they afraid of Shen Wanqing, but they were also afraid of Kristel, who was beside Shen Wanqing.
The light aura on Kristel's body was too pure and too rich. For low-level Vampires like them, it was simply the bane of their existence.
Shen Wanqing was still very principled as a vampire. She did not immediately lure Kristel into her room. Instead, she was very considerate and arranged for Kristel to be in the room opposite hers.
At the end of the day, it was still because His Holiness the Supreme Pontiff was too naive, and he would always feel guilty.
Looking at the dark night sky outside, Shen Wanqing opened the door and walked in to light the candle.
Turning to look at the beautiful and holy Pope, Shen Wanqing's gaze swept past the scepter in the other party's hand. She then coughed softly and said, "This is your room. Erm, I'll put the scepter aside for you. It's getting late, and you humans should be asleep by now. "
Shen Wanqing was still a little nervous. Ever since Kristel left the Church with her, he had not said a word and ignored her.
Was he angry or regretful?
She slowly walked over and glanced at His Holiness the Pope before quickly retracting her gaze. She reached out and was about to take the scepter when she said, "That … I'll help you put this …"
Before Shen Wanqing's hand could touch the scepter, His Holiness the Pope's left hand, which was holding the scepter, moved back a little. His Holiness the Pope slightly pursed his lips and said in a cold and holy tone, "No need, I'll put it down myself."
She was stunned for a moment and looked at him. Then, she slowly nodded. "Okay, you can put it in."
Is he … angry …?
The Supreme Pontiff in front of her calmly walked past her. Shen Wanqing couldn't help but sniff lightly when she smelled his sweet scent. She sniffed the fragrance as if she was bewitched. She slowly turned around and looked at His Holiness the Pope who had placed the incomparably noble scepter in his hand against the wall.
The Supreme Pontiff turned around coldly. His snow-white fingertips held his sleeves and the tassels on his shoulders swayed gently. His light-colored eyes calmly looked into her eyes.
Looking at the Supreme Pontiff's calm eyes, Shen Wanqing suddenly came back to her senses. She laughed a little awkwardly. "Then I won't disturb you anymore …"
"Wait a minute." He opened his mouth.
Shen Wanqing paused and was a little puzzled. "What's wrong?"
Kristel's long eyelashes drooped slightly. He held his sleeves and walked over calmly.
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