Count Dracula is indeed a vampire who enjoys life quite well. Whether it is lifestyle or self-cultivation, he can be called a master in all aspects.
This life is simply too depraved and corrupt! Weston thought as he stretched out comfortably in the milk bath. Originally, Count Dracula was going to arrange for two beautiful vampire maids to serve him, but he
I was really not used to it, so I simply refused.
After taking a comfortable bath and putting on his new robe, Weston went directly to the restaurant, where Count Dracula had already arranged dinner.
The dragon steaks from Romanian dragon farms, which are less than three months old, seem to have fireballs exploding in the mouth with every bite; the dark agave, which has been stored for nearly 1,400 years, is in the darkness of the past.
It is also a rare wine in Parliament...
Seafood soup, blackcurrant cake, mango pudding...
A dazzling array of delicacies filled the entire table, and everything was so exquisite and luxurious. Weston secretly calculated that this dinner cost at least as much as Hogwarts spent for a whole year!
It's too luxurious, too corrupt, how can it be like this! Weston thought angrily as he forked another piece of baby dragon steak.
After eating what Count Dracula called a mediocre dinner, the two went directly to the study, where Vivian had already looked back and forth uneasily several times.
"Your Majesty the Count!" Vivian saw Count Dracula walking in, and immediately bowed and saluted. This was Dracula's permission not to kneel on one knee, because of her current status as a vampire.
"I think you should be able to give me an explanation now." Weston sat lazily on the sofa in the study room, waiting for Count Dracula's words.
"Okay, little master. I think, first of all, you have already made some guesses about your life experience, right?" Count Dracula bowed slightly and asked.
"Are you talking about fallen angels? Or descendants of the Belial family?" Weston asked casually.
Count Dracula was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "My young master is indeed very smart. I thought you could only find out that you are a fallen angel, but I didn't expect that you have already confirmed that you are a member of the Belial family.
Descendants!"
"Honestly, I'm not sure." Weston shook his head, "Originally, I came to the Dark Forest this time to investigate this matter. Angelina said that there should be some of them in the Veela tribe.
record, this is my purpose.”
"Unfortunately, Vivian and I looked there, but found nothing." Weston said with a sigh.
"Angelina?" Count Dracula's eyes flashed with wonder when he heard the name, "Is it the Angelina from the Veela tribe?"
"You know?" Weston glanced at Dracula in surprise.
"Of course, I know her." Dracula nodded, the brilliance in his eyes getting heavier, "In fact, she is my wife."
What the fuck? Weston suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Count Dracula in disbelief.
Count Dracula saw Weston's doubts and knew how unbelievable this was. He smiled bitterly and nodded: "You heard me right, she is indeed my wife. However, because of my race
The reason is that the two of us don’t have children.”
"Presumably, you should know that vampires are sterile, and the same goes for vampires."
"So do you know Apolline Delacour?" Weston couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, this is Angelina's child, and it is also my child." Dracula nodded matter-of-factly, "However, this is only in name only. In fact, Apolline used Angelina's hair and
Blood, a child 'made' using the secret method of the Veela clan."
Weston instantly understood, that is to say, Mrs. Delacour is actually still a "test-tube baby"? Is the magic world so advanced now?
Count Dracula noticed that Weston was thinking, so he didn't speak anymore and waited quietly aside.
After a long time, Weston came to his senses, looked at Count Dracula's serious look, and joked: "Then, should I also call you grandpa?"
"Please don't say that, little master, I'm just one of your servants!" Count Dracula said solemnly.
Yep, boring old man. Weston curled his lips, then sat up straight and said very seriously: "Then, now, you should tell me, I should know everything."
"Yes, this is what I should do, little master." Count Dracula nodded, "You have already guessed that you are a descendant of the Belial family, but this is still not very accurate. Accurately
Say, the Belial family is a family that doesn’t exist at all!”
What? Weston stared blankly at Count Dracula, feeling a thunderous explosion in his mind.
"Yes, although this is unbelievable!" Count Dracula nodded solemnly, "I can even swear to my ancestor Cain!"
Weston waved his hand, indicating that he was fine and allowed him to continue.
Count Dracula nodded and started talking about the whole story.
"It is rumored that Solomon once received three items given by His Highness Belial, namely the Bones of the Fallen Angel, the Blood of Belial and the Alchemy Chapter. This legend is actually true. These three treasures are also
It was indeed given to me by Solomon as rumored in the wizarding world."
"However, what happened later, the rumors are far from the truth."
"Actually, after Solomon's disciples obtained His Highness Belial's blood, they did want to drink it directly and fuse His Highness Belial's power. However, he was just a fragile wizard, so how could he be qualified?
I can gain His Highness Belial’s power, even if it’s just a piece of blood!”
Speaking of this, Dracula's words were full of disdain, and there was a trace of ridicule on his face: "Even Lord Lucifer dare not say that he can definitely defeat His Highness Belial, how can a mere ant be worthy?!"
"However, Solomon's disciple is really a genius. Although he cannot fuse with the blood of His Highness Belial, he has also found a way to borrow the power of Lord Belial. That is exchange! But the price is a bit high, no
If you use the power in your blood once, you will be deprived of part of your life force by His Highness Belial's blood."
"Although the power they can use each time is very limited, and they can only use a little at a time, this also makes the wizards in the magic world think that they have inherited the power of His Highness Belial, so they call his family the Belial family.
.”
After Dracula finished speaking, he paused for a moment to let Weston absorb it.
Weston listened quietly to the origin of the Belial family, not knowing what it was like. He originally thought that his knowledge was clear, but now, he is even more confused.