Facts have proved that Weston was overthinking. Even though they both flew up and flew around the ancient tree several times, they found nothing. Unwilling to accept it, Weston had to cut off a few branches.
, and left with Vivian.
The vampire territory of the Dracula family was not very close to here, and Weston felt a little anxious. Therefore, the two of them chose to fly instead of walking slowly.
Before nightfall, the two of them arrived at Dracula's territory.
As soon as they landed, they heard a few "swishing" sounds, and suddenly there were several figures of men and women in front of them.
Pale skin, blood-red pupils, long canine teeth, dark lips, sharp nails...it's obvious that these are all vampires.
"Lord Viscount!" Upon seeing Vivian, several people immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads deeply.
At this time, Vivian no longer looked like the little woman she was in front of Weston. Her pretty face was full of majesty and coldness, and her red lips were slightly opened: "This is the guest invited by Lord Dracula. Lead the way!"
"Yes, distinguished guest, please come with me!" One of the male vampires who looked like the leader had no doubts at all. He stood up simply and led the way. The other vampires disappeared again.
"This is the escort team of our Dracula family. Although it is not strong, it is still good for guarding." Vivian turned to introduce to Weston.
Weston nodded. When these vampires appeared and disappeared, he did not feel any fluctuations in magic power. It was obvious that they relied on their excellent bodies to fight, which was also the special skill of vampires.
According to Muggle rumors, vampires are afraid of sunlight, garlic and crosses. However, Weston knows that these are basically false.
From his understanding, vampires are not afraid of the sun, on the contrary, they really like the sun.
However, it cannot be said that it is not wrong at all. After all, strictly speaking, a vampire is just a moving corpse. Corpses will always rot. Sunlight will speed up the decay of vampires. Therefore, it is said that
It's not wrong to say that he is their nemesis.
As for garlic, a vampire's sense of smell is quite sensitive. It is said that it is even more sensitive than a dog's nose. The smell of garlic is very strong, which is undoubtedly a kind of torture for vampires.
The word about the cross is pure nonsense. This rumor is just spread from the Holy See. It is the same as being able to burn a wizard with fire. It is just fun out of boredom.
"Huh?" Weston looked at the male vampire who was leading the way and asked in surprise, "There are actually fluctuations of magic power in your body!"
"It's nothing, I'm just a wizard who is afraid of death." The male vampire replied expressionlessly, and then continued to lead the way.
"This is one of the few pseudo-vampires in the family," Vivian said. "Vampires like this are all transformed by wizards, and their lifespans are longer than ordinary vampires.
Can cast some dark magic."
"However, their magic power will not always be like this. Not only can they not increase their magic power like ordinary wizards, but as time goes by, their magic power will gradually decrease. Finally, they will become an ordinary vampire, only slightly stronger.
That’s all.”
It seems that this is the pseudo-vampire mentioned by Vivian. Weston nodded clearly.
After walking for a while, Weston felt his eyes suddenly light up. There was a huge open space without any trees in front of him. A dark castle stood on the open space. There were patches of lavender planted in the open space.
They are all basically the same, and they look like they have been carefully taken care of.
"I can only lead the way here, I'm sorry." The male vampire turned to the two of them and said, after seeing Vivian nodding, he ducked and disappeared.
"Let's go, I will lead the rest of the way." Vivian smiled slightly, "This is where Count Dracula is. Ordinary vampires are not allowed to enter here. I have also become a vampire.
Only then did I get Lord Dracula’s permission.”
Weston nodded, admiring the sea of purple flowers around him as he walked.
I didn’t expect this old guy to be quite sentimental! As Weston watched, he was thinking, speaking of it, there seems to be a lavender manor in France. Should he take some time to visit it with Fleur?
Just walking and thinking wildly, Weston arrived in front of the castle.
The style of Dracula's castle is not like the British Gothic style like Hogwarts, nor is it like the French style of Beauxbatons, but a typical German Gothic style.
The walls of the entire castle are dark, as if they have been smeared over and over again with ink. Even the cracks between the bricks are not exposed, and they look seamless. The lines are also sharp and angular. Obviously, this
The owner of this old castle is either a rigid guy or quite principled.
Weston compared the contents of the book "The Character of the Master - The Connection between Architecture and Wizards" that he had read in his mind, and made a preliminary judgment about the Count Dracula he was going to meet next.
It's just that things don't seem to be going the way he thought...
"Welcome to Dracula's house. Your arrival makes the entire Dracula community feel more noble! I am Vlad Zebus Dracula. I am sincerely grateful for your arrival, little master!
"An old man wearing a crisp tuxedo and meticulously combed hair bowed deeply to Weston who had just entered the door.
Who am I? Where am I? What happened? Weston looked at the old man who bowed to him in confusion, and then at the vampires who were kneeling around him. He was a little at a loss.
"Um, old sir, I think we should relax a little bit, what do you think?" Weston looked at the old man in front of him and pretended to be relaxed.
"Yes, I will follow your will, little master!" The old man stood up straight and shouted coldly to the vampires who were still kneeling, "All of you, go down!"
"Yes, Lord Earl!" the vampires responded in unison, lowered their heads and walked out towards the door without making a single sound.
Weston glanced at Vivian and found that she also had a confused look on her face. It was obvious that she didn't know what was happening.
However, the words of the vampires did let Weston know the identity of the old man in front of him. If nothing else, he should be the legendary Count of the Night, the patriarch of the Dracula family - Count Dracula.
After knowing the old man's identity, Weston was even more confused. Why did the dignified vampire count call him "little master"?
Moreover, Vivian said that she was the only vampire in the entire Dracula family. However, Weston clearly felt that Count Dracula in front of him had the same characteristics that belonged to the vampire family as Vivian.
The magic power fluctuates. In other words, Count Dracula is an authentic vampire?
Weston looked at Count Dracula, took a deep breath, managed to calm down, and said solemnly: "Mr. Count Dracula, I think you should give me an explanation for all this.
Right?"
"Of course, this is my honor!" Count Dracula nodded.