The blood-red moon outside the window was completely obscured, and the warm glow of the nightlight flickered. The room was filled with a sweet, cloying scent mixed with a slight tang of blood.
After being served so carefully for such a long time, Yu Deng's excitement had long since faded. He was tired, sleepy, and a little hungry.
Yu Deng was like a sweet treat that had been savored, delicate snow-white skin marked with many traces, especially on his collarbone and thighs.
His little wings were also damp, curled up from being continuously touched and played with.
"Young master?" Wen Luo called again, persistently seeking Yu Deng's opinion. "Are you satisfied?"
Yu Deng, feeling dazed, looked down in the direction of the voice and saw the butler leaning over, kissing his lower abdomen. Annoyed, he pushed the man's head away.
"Get away..."
Yu Deng struggled to sit up, but it was Wen Luo who helped him sit straight. He whimpered and sucked in a breath, angry at the butler.
"I'm not satisfied, I'm sore and in pain now..."
"Sorry, young master." Wen Luo lowered his head and retreated a little, accepting Yu Deng's criticism. He skillfully began massaging Yu Deng's waist.
Yu Deng let out a soft hum as the butler massaged him.
In fact, aside from the initial discomfort, the entire process had been quite pleasant. Yu Deng had never experienced such extreme pleasure before.
Moreover, the butler was especially obedient, following whatever commands Yu Deng gave.
But the physical difference between Wen Luo and him was just too vast! After just one round, Yu Deng already felt like his whole body was falling apart.
The delicate little vampire was particularly picky: "Anyway, your skills are terrible!"
His legs were still trembling uncontrollably.
Thinking of this, Yu Deng angrily raised his leg and stomped on Wen Luo's face several times.
However, this movement only pulled at his own body, making the soreness and numbness more intense.
The dark-haired butler sighed softly and grabbed Yu Deng's leg, which had been flailing about. In this position, Yu Deng's legs were lifted again.
This motion instantly brought Yu Deng back to the memory of just moments ago.
—For quite a long time earlier, Yu Deng's long legs had been raised, and the muscles in his legs had to tremble with every movement.
"Wen Luo!"
"Young master, I'll improve my
technique next time." Wen Luo gently rubbed the red marks on Yu Deng's ankle, lowered his legs, and promised.
Yu Deng didn't immediately grasp the deeper meaning of "next time": "Alright..."
The dark-haired butler's smile deepened as he picked up the young master and carried him horizontally.
The abundant white frost naturally slid off, leaving behind winding and alluring marks.
Yu Deng was placed in the prepared clean water, naturally accepting the butler's service of cleaning him.
He inadvertently caught sight of the
butler's arousal and stammered,
"You, why are you still... like this?"
"...Young master doesn't need to worry about it." Wen Luo said calmly. "I can't calm down right away."
After doing such a thing with the young master, it was impossible for him to settle his feelings quickly, nor could one time fully satisfy his desires.
Hearing this, Yu Deng chose not to look at him and closed his eyes, letting the butler help him wash. After some time, he was carried back to the bedroom, feeling refreshed.
"I'm hungry."
Yu Deng opened his eyes in his drowsiness, raised his chin and commanded, "I want to drink your blood."
Wen Luo, of course, wouldn't refuse the young master's request. He obediently lowered his head, exposing his neck to Yu Deng's little fangs.
A delicate pain spread from the side
of his neck, and Wen Luo felt a twinge of regret.
Before the recent pleasure, they hadn't fed on each other's blood, which made the experience feel incomplete. Only the young master had bitten his shoulder a few times in a disoriented manner when the pain became too much.
Perhaps it was because Wen Luo's gaze was too intense that Yu Deng strangely understood his thoughts.
He licked the blood off his lips and
fiercely rejected, "Don't bite me."
Although Yu Deng had been the one who was just cruelly taken advantage of, it didn't affect his ability to control the emotions and actions of others.
The delicate little vampire wouldn't feel any attachment simply because of sharing an intimate moment with someone. He remained the proud, beautiful little princess he always was.
On the contrary, Wen Luo couldn't take his eyes off Yu Deng. He suppressed the urge to bite him.
"…I understand."
The spoiled young vampire put on his pants and dismissed him with a wave.
"I'm so tired… go away, don't touch me again."
"Understood, I won't touch you." Wen Luo stood obediently beside him, soothing, "Young master, if you're tired, you should rest."
The exhausted little vampire glanced at the butler, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
…
At the top of the castle.
The coffin made of magical crystal glowed with a red light, with intertwined magical runes forming strange and ominous lines.
As the blood moon disappeared from the sky, the vampire prince emerged from the coffin. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were clear, clearly not having rested the night before.
The bell atop the tower rang seven times.
Ronald left his room to search for his progeny.
A few minutes later, a terrifying surge of power erupted from the castle, shaking the entire structure.
The silver-haired vampire's eyes were cold as he glanced at the butler in Yu Deng's room, then at the young vampire sleeping on the bed.
The little vampire's eyes were slightly red and moist, his eyelids slightly swollen, and his exposed skin covered in provocative red marks.
Clearly, Yu Deng had not had a peaceful night.
The vampire prince reached out and stroked the corner of Yu Deng's eye, a wave of anger rising in his usually calm heart.
He stood up, speaking each word slowly: "You dared to bully him?"
Wen Luo nodded and greeted the vampire prince, maintaining a calm exterior, but his eyes and brow betrayed a hint of smugness.
"You're overthinking it. I understand my position, so all my actions are within the young master's consent. There's no bullying involved."
This explanation was worse than no explanation at all.
The silver-haired vampire sneered and cracked his knuckles.
One was the vampire with the closest bond to Yu Deng, and the other had been involved in Yu Deng's first experiences.
The two powerful vampires exchanged hostile glances, both harboring murderous intent.
They looked briefly at the sleeping young vampire, agreeing on one thing—they wouldn't disturb Yu Deng's sleep, but instead, they flew to the sky above the castle.
Boom—
The two powerful forces collided, shaking the surrounding black forest, causing trees to topple, the remaining ones standing precariously.
Amidst the howling winds, the furious barking of three dogs and the angry fluttering of bats and crows could be heard—these two had been locked in the alchemy space by Wen Luo all night, and they were furious.
"…"
The few surviving players were suddenly awakened, looking around in panic, unsure of what was happening.
Even the higher-level players, such as Xiao Gao, who had participated in four or five instances, had never felt such an overwhelming sense of pressure from any other bosses. She trembled, asking, "Is this the end for me?"
The noise was terrifying, and not only were the players shaking in fear, but even the non-human beings with strength were suppressed by the terrifying force and dared not make a sound.
[Holy hell, this kind of commotion must be from an A+ difficulty boss, right?]
[Not just that, this feels like an S-rank or higher. I don't even know how to describe it… it feels like the intensity is limited by the instance's level.]
[Haha, I just saw Xiao Pang writing his will. He was bequeathing everything he had in the infinite instance to the young master.]
[Bet a million live stream coins, this has to be related to our baby… The baby's live stream has been blacked out since last night. What happened?!]
As for Anders and Qin Jun, they weren't fools. From the reaction of those two vampires, they could tell something had happened, and it had to be related to Yu Deng.
The two werewolves immediately set off to search for Yu Deng, but the castle wasn't their territory. The magic barrier activated on the top floor, where Yu Deng's room was, preventing them from crossing the barrier to find him.
[Alert! Alert! Severe energy fluctuation! Alert! Destructive intent from an important character in the instance has risen to 98%!]
[Player Yu Deng, please be aware! Please execute the special mission to stop the hidden boss from destroying the instance!]
Chaos erupted in the castle as NPCs and players were alarmed.
Only Ms. Edith, watching the crystal ball with the ominous signs of the divination, closed her eyes calmly.
She understood, she understood perfectly. It was just these men vying for attention.
…
Aside from the calm witch, the only one unaffected was probably Yu Deng.
His room was protected by a double-layer magic barrier, so no noise could be heard. As for the frantic alerts from the main system, they had been blocked by System 01, leaving the dream undisturbed in a peaceful stillness.
The afternoon had already passed, and Yu Deng finally woke from his dream, struggling to open his eyes. He was a little disoriented and stared at the ceiling, unable to tell if it was morning or evening.
"Baby."
Yu Deng heard the voice and turned his head slowly, seeing Prince Ronald sitting in the chair next to his bed, as though he had been watching him for a while.
"Huh? How are you here?"
When Yu Deng spoke, he was startled by his own voice. It was hoarse, almost a whisper, with a hint of crying... Did he cry for so long last night?
The vampire prince silently picked up Yu Deng and seated him on his lap.
On the small round table nearby, there was a cup of warm water prepared. Ronald picked up the cup and watched as Yu Deng held it and sipped slowly.
After finishing half the glass, Yu Deng felt he could speak again. He raised his eyes and glanced at Prince Ronald.
The prince's handsome face was expressionless, his eyes seemed somewhat gloomy. Upon closer inspection, there was a faint smell of blood on him, as if he had just been in a fight.
Yu Deng tilted his head in confusion and lightly touched the prince's brow with his fingertip. "What's wrong with you?"
What else could be wrong... The man lowered his head and looked at the innocent little vampire, an emotion he had never experienced before surging to its peak.
It was jealousy, like being gnawed by ants, and an indescribable sense of loss.
Clearly, Yu Deng was his first embrace, yet because he hesitated for a night, someone else had stolen the opportunity.
Of course, his anger was directed at the other men with ulterior motives, and at himself—never at Yu Deng.
Ronald softly asked, "Baby, were you uncomfortable last night?"
Yu Deng nodded.
"Then why didn't you come find me?" Ronald asked, and Yu Deng could sense a touch of bitterness in his voice.
"Weren't you just waking up and needing rest?" Yu Deng, a little puzzled by the guide's reaction, said with concern, "Wen Luo said I shouldn't disturb your rest, so I didn't come find you."
Ronald: "..." Great. It was that scheming butler's doing.
The vampire prince spread his wings and carried Yu Deng back to his own room. Only then did he say, "Baby can come find me anytime."
Yu Deng didn't have much of a reaction to the change in environment. He looked up and blinked.
"Whether as your guide or otherwise..." Ronald's voice trailed off. "I am the strongest one, the one who can meet all of Baby's needs."
So, don't seek anyone else.
Although his emotions were filled with jealousy and anger, when he spoke, it came out so humbly.
This was not a command, but a plea.
The powerful vampire prince was pleading with his first embrace not to pay attention to any other men.
Yu Deng looked at the guide's red eyes and pursed his lips. "Oh... I understand."
Ronald's agitation and anger finally began to subside.
After Yu Deng arrived in the prince's room, various exquisite desserts and full meals were brought in, along with dozens of alchemical creations for entertainment. A spacious and comfortable bed was also delivered.
The enormous study next door had its side door opened, connecting to the bedroom. The valuable books were available for Yu Deng to browse at any time.
In less than an hour, the originally cold and neat prince's bedroom had transformed into a lively little space that catered to the little vampire's needs.
However, the large door to the room remained tightly shut, silently signaling one message:
—Do not leave the room to find other men.
Yu Deng looked curiously at the new arrangement, while Ronald stayed close by, never leaving his side.
Rather than feeling imprisoned, it seemed more like the pitiful role of a defeated dog, guarding its master this way to prevent other bad dogs from succeeding.
"By the way, where is Wen Luo?" Yu Deng, sitting in a magical alchemical machine, suddenly thought of something and asked.
The blood servants who brought the items earlier had all been unfamiliar, and he hadn't seen the butler.
"..."
Ronald didn't want to hear this name and deliberately avoided answering. "I don't know. Maybe he has something to deal with."
…
Meanwhile, the blood butler was in the side building of the castle, expressionless as he tended to his wounds and tidied up his clothes.
He had just fought with the vampire prince. Both of them were strong and had held nothing back, but neither gained any advantage.
However, the prince, with the power of the bloodline inheritance, was slightly stronger, so Wen Luo didn't get the chance to return to the little vampire's room first.
When the blood butler returned to the main building, he encountered the other two men from the little young master's side.
"Lord Agnes, where is the young master?" Anders called out to the blood butler from behind.
Qin Jun tightened the short knife in his hand and stood on the other side, giving both NPCs a cold look.
Wen Luo turned around, his eyes equally devoid of warmth. "The young master is probably still resting."
The bite and scratch marks on Wen Luo's neck were conspicuously visible, and combined with the prince's reaction earlier, the two werewolves no longer needed any explanation.
Damn!
Inevitable, another chaotic fight broke out.
As the first man to claim the little vampire, Wen Luo had undoubtedly become the target of all the other men's shared hostility.
…
Yu Deng, however, was oblivious to the men's fight and the main system's alarms, which were practically smoking from the intensity of the situation.
He took another shallow nap, and when he woke, the sky outside had darkened again. He looked out the window and realized.
It seemed to be time for the evening banquet of the new day. Given the current situation of the scenario, there wouldn't be a ball tonight, so it would just be another game.
However, since everyone had participated in the game yesterday, tonight, it was an option to not join... As long as he didn't participate, he could avoid being discovered.
Yu Deng thought lazily as he slowly walked to the door, grabbing the handle and trying to open it.
The door made no movement.
He pulled a few more times, but the door remained stubbornly shut.
Huh, it's not locked? Why can't this door open? He wanted to go out and see what the evening banquet would be like tonight.
"Baby, what are you doing?"
"Ronald, why can't I open this door?" Yu Deng murmured in frustration.
"Oh, you're talking about this door?" The vampire prince casually picked Yu Deng up and started walking back, offering a poor excuse, "It's probably broken from being used so much."