Chapter 1393
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The loose and soft robe covered the young man's slender body, as well as his fair and attractive collarbone.
After washing up, he stayed in the room for a while, pursed his lips, then opened the door and walked out of the room.
When His Holiness the Pope was in the Holy Temple, he almost never left his room except during prayer time. Logically speaking, he did not think that his way of life would change when he came to the Blood Race. But for some reason, His Holiness the Pope was full of curiosity about this castle and her.
Want to … see her?
Kristel lowered his eyes slightly and walked out slowly.
The whole castle was dark and gloomy. It was clearly a sunny day, but there was no trace of sunlight in the castle. The curtains were tightly drawn, and only the candles hanging on the wall were dimly lit.
The castle had five floors. He and Shen Wanqing lived on the third floor. It was neither upstairs nor downstairs, but the location was the most important place in the whole castle.
When Kristel came out, he looked at the closed door opposite him. Kristel lowered his eyebrows slightly and slowly pulled back his snow-white sleeves without batting an eyelid.
He withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.
The soft robe hung on the ground, gently brushing the ground as the young man walked slowly.
The corridor was very long. Kristel walked downstairs and saw the servants in the castle.
There were very few servants in the castle, far less than what he saw last night.
There were only a dozen people this morning.
In the hall, Butler Werner, dressed in a clean and serious suit, was leading the servants in the castle in an orderly manner.
The moment Kristel came out, everyone in the hall noticed him.
After all, the holy power of His Holiness the Pope was so pure and powerful that it made them, who lived in the dark, feel fearful and afraid. This was especially true for the sacred artefacts that the other party was wearing. Those sacred artefacts could easily incinerate them.
The servants subconsciously shrank back, not daring to look at Kristel.
When Butler Werner saw Kristel, he smiled gently and said respectfully, "Your Holiness, you're awake."
Kristel was a little surprised by Butler Werner's respect for him. The Blood Race and the Holy Temple had always been at odds. When he agreed to come to the Holy Temple with the girl, Kristel actually thought about how she would make things difficult for him, but he still couldn't help but agree to go with her.
Kristel didn't understand why he agreed to such a ridiculous decision, but he didn't regret it.
Kristel nodded slowly, "Yes."
Butler Werner was very polite, "Your Holiness, breakfast is ready for you. Are you going to eat in the hall or in the room?"
Kristel hesitated slightly, then pursed his lips and said, "In the room."
"Yes." Butler Werner nodded.
Butler Werner brought breakfast to the room.
Looking at the breakfast on the table, Kristel's eyelashes trembled slightly.
The toast was crispy and browned, with sweet sauce on it, and there was also a cup of steaming hot milk.
Butler Werner also noticed Kristel's gaze. He smiled apologetically. "Your Majesty, the breakfast is still a little rough at the moment. It will become more exquisite and rich in the future."
The only food the vampires ate was blood. They had never eaten human food in their entire lives. The servants in the castle had never made any human food. The reason they made this food was because of the Queen's order.
For the sake of His Holiness the Pope, the whole castle was learning how to make human food.
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