Sylvia's POV:

"Ellis, don't be rude." The old man's voice was old and weak, but the girl immediately fell silent and lowered her head.

Except for the beautiful woman, the other young vampires all sneered and looked at the girl named Ellis with disdain.

Ellis trembled slightly under their burning gazes. Nervous, she smoothed the bowknot and ribbon on her head. Her beautiful face was pale as a ghost, and she seemed to be at a loss.

Amidst the tense atmosphere, I sat upright in my seat and looked at them silently, not daring to make a sound.

These young men and women all looked noble and beautiful, and upon a closer look, they all looked a bit similar. I guessed that they were related by blood. But... It seemed to me that they all disliked each other.

The beautiful woman didn't pay attention to any of them. Even though Ellis was scolded by the old man just now, her expression didn't change at all.

this

at me, and his tone calmed down. "You are our guest, so there's no need for you to join the praying if

like it."

I didn't know what to say. This place was too

Hobson Maurice," the old man introduced

the head of the Maurice

in the politics of the empire

in the whole vampire race, Hobson was notoriously

had their god of war, Leonard,

two powerful warriors that the werewolf race and the vampire race reached a stalemate and signed the

Hobson was

were a race that almost never grew old. The more powerful a vampire was, the more they could maintain their youthful face. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

before me

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