Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

In those four hundred years of memory, which could be neither long nor short, after the gorgeous and cruel rain of fire had ended, the cavalry of the Orlando Empire stepped into this dilapidated royal city.

And the original owner indeed fulfilled the promise he made to his father and shed the last drop of blood for this kingdom.

He died standing, holding on to his sword.

Ashes and blood spread wantonly.

After a brutal fight, the remaining three hundred soldiers were finally wiped out. He stood and no one dared to approach his body.

They felt that there was a cruel and unyielding demon living in his body.

After a long period of suffering, he was thrown into a mass grave outside the castle by his enemies, surrounded by wolves.

His soul could not rest at all.

Satan opened the gates of hell for him.

Hell said to him, "Through me, you enter the city of pain. Through me, you enter the pit of eternal misery. Through me, you enter the people who will never recover."

Then what?

He crawled out from the pile of dead bodies and became an immortal person according to his obsession during his lifetime. He also transformed his only acquaintance, the surviving and dying Elsa, into the same person as him.

He killed all the greedy wolves that gnawed on the corpses, so that the werewolves and the vampires became mortal enemies.

His brilliant blond hair turned jet black and his blue eyes turned blood red.

The light has left him, and black and red, darkness and blood are his companions.

Every time you make a choice, you must pay a corresponding price.

This is the price he has to pay.

He spent a hundred years seeking revenge against the Holy See and Orlando. No matter who they were, they became his food.

He will drain their blood, destroy their kingdom, and make them all go to hell to repent!

The magnificent manor is immersed in darkness. The cavalry general who stepped into Landis back then was already old. His cloudy eyes and goose-skin-like face showed that he was powerless against time. But in Cepesh, his face remained unchanged. When Colonel Orlando died, he angrily said to him, you devil, these are innocent people, you are so cruel, the Lord will not let you go!

Dracula looked at the person who ordered the invasion of the royal city back then, "Elizabeth is also so innocent."

He had been wandering for a long time, and found the method of resurrection in the ancient ruins of the Kalant Kingdom.

He used the blood of hundreds of people as sacrifices to bring Elizabeth back to life.

Until he met the people from the Holy See again.

He was stabbed in the chest with a silver weapon and fled to his castle to die.

What comes back to life is another person with memories of the past.

Jiang Chen.

He opened his eyes, and the chair under his hand had been pierced by nails that had stretched out at some point. He forced himself to recover from the complicated memories that seemed like yesterday. He was groggy, and there were countless bees in his mind. It's humming, but all the memories are so vivid. Every time at this time, he was a little annoyed with his over-remembered mind.

But without such a good memory, he was afraid of forgetting that Jiang Chen existed in the world.

Hua Manlou once said to him that if a person loses himself, no one can find him except himself.

He's right.

If one day, even he forgets the existence of Jiang Chen, then who else in the world will remember Jiang Chen? In this world, the only one who can remember him is himself, and the only one who can save him is himself.

So he no longer expects salvation from others.

Elsa stood behind him holding a wine tray, showing a rare toughness, "Your Majesty, no matter what, you have to eat." Even if the vampire's physique is strong, it must be maintained by blood. He has not eaten for six consecutive days, and he is not in a state of hibernation. How can he survive if this continues?

Jiang Chen's brows tightened, "I'm really sorry, I have no appetite now."

"Sir!" I'm so hungry that I will definitely lose my mind!

Jiang Chen took off the windbreaker from the hook of the gold clothes hanger and walked around her. When he was about to open the door, he paused again and told her, "Aisha, I'm going out. If someone downstairs comes to see me, Just say I’m not here.”

The door clicked shut, Elsa turned her head, and the elegant earl had left.

This is unimaginable! His speed seemed to be much faster.

Although he was able to wake up from his serious injury slumber in the past few days, he didn't seem so happy.

Is it because I thought of Princess Elizabeth?

Elizabeth...

Four hundred years have passed, so much time has passed. Even she could barely remember what the princess looked like. The only thing she remembered was the gentle amber eyes like an angel.

Four hundred years have passed, one hundred years of massacre, and three hundred years of dying sleep, but it seems that the Earl's feelings for His Royal Highness have never changed.

Earl He is such an affectionate man.

During these four hundred years, she had witnessed countless joys and sorrows in her long life. She had seen countless men and women in love, and many of them had become unhappy couples in marriage. Cupid's arrow of love only brought them temporary happiness. When the love faded over time, they began to resent each other.

In contrast, the earl loved Princess Elizabeth so deeply that he even betrayed the light he had always believed in for her.

He had always been a polite and self-possessed person, but when he mentioned the princess, a gentle smile appeared on his face uncontrollably. After he woke up, he became more reserved and even indifferent.

But that was all because of the death of the princess.

What a warm and bright prince he was.

Elsa thought, and she sighed, I am afraid that in the eyes of the Earl, no one can compare with Princess Elizabeth...

There was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Sometimes, a long life is both a gift and a source of pain.

He can use these lives to complete his revenge and do whatever he wants.

What happens after that?

Man will be in mourning for eternity.

The kingdom turned into ashes, the lost home, and the loss of loved ones, everything familiar has become history, and the only thing left behind will be a memory that can only be remembered.

Especially for a knight who values ​​his family and country like him.

Use the rest of your endless life to remember the past that has become a bubble.

What a creepy thing.

This is how countless vampires started, and it will always be like this.

They become bloodthirsty demons in the dark shadows for a single wish.

What about her?

At first I didn't want to die, but later I wanted to stay with him.

It's just that it's impossible.

After all, he is such a noble and elegant being, and there are very few people who can stay with him. And he didn't seem to need anyone other than the princess to accompany him.

Elsa sighed again, and she lit the fire in the fireplace in silence.

Recently, the Earl seemed to like to warm himself by the fire. Whenever he came in, he would sit by the flames.

The flames rise.

Aisha reached for the wine tray to leave, but looking at the warm fire, she couldn't help but squat down, raised her hand to warm the fire, and felt it for a while.

Nothing special.

Still a cold body.

Although long-lived beings like them can be exposed to artificial light, warming themselves by fire... seems a bit unnecessary.

I really don’t understand what the Earl is doing sitting next to the flames...

This is no different from having no flame at all.

This time she actually picked up the wine tray and walked out of the room.

Jiang Chen held the silver glow magic bead and headed towards the forest swamp.

Half of Wright's body had sunk into the rancid black mud. His harp also fell out of the illusion.

Jiang Chen passed through the swamp and kindly decided to pull him up.

There was no stain on the feet.

Wright opened his hazy eyes and murmured, "Satan?"

He slowly turned his head and looked around, his blue eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. Soon, anger arose, and he said in a dry voice, "This is where hell is?"

Jiang Chen's eyes fell on him, and there was some indescribable sarcasm in his deep voice, "Holy Son Wright, are you confused by your sleep?"

Wright's eyes widened for a moment, and his reaction stagnated for a while, "What Wright! My name, Tepesh!" He looked at the bubbling swamp not far away, and the rancid darkness around him, and murmured Muttering to himself, "This is hell! This must be hell! Satan, send me back quickly, I want revenge! I want revenge!"

He looked up at the man beside him, this elegant man. He was just standing here so simply, yet he seemed so aloof.

Is it just so simple that you forget yourself?

Also, if a person has two kinds of memories at the same time, wouldn't it be the most likely to be confused and confused?

He himself should have been very clear about this over the years.

Jiang Chen was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled. He knelt down on one knee and looked at him, and said calmly, "Yes, they were the ones who killed the princess. So, Mr. Cepes, do you really want revenge?" "