Online game: Confession of love to a noble daughter at the beginning

Victor stood there, staring at Priss, who was wearing a black dress that wrapped her legs.

Feeling Victor's gaze, Priss' eyes were full of fear.

She stood there nervously, her hands holding her skirt turned pale.

For Priss, the man in front of her was simply a nightmare.

The last burning fire almost destroyed everything she had.

If it weren't for her father's timely appearance, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to stand here now.

But even if she was afraid, she had to come here to find Victor.

"Tell me, why did you come to me?"

Hearing Victor's voice, Priss shuddered in fear.

But she still stood aside, trembling and said:

"Please...save my mother."

"She was trapped... by my father."

She uttered each word with difficulty, as if every word exhausted her strength.

Victor narrowed his eyes and looked at Priss with a sharp gaze:

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"

Facing Victor's sharp gaze, Priss became even more nervous.

She took two steps back involuntarily, her face turned pale, and she stood stiffly on the wall.

Suddenly, the monster with a twisted body and the same face as Priss struggled to stand up and walked in front of Priss.

It opened its arms to Victor.

Although its irregular limbs made it difficult to distinguish, there was no doubt that it was protecting Priss.

Seeing this, Victor chuckled.

"Becoming a blood race, always affected by that unsolvable madness, but still subconsciously wanting to protect your daughter?"

He couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really touching."

Purss listened to these words and was terrified by his words. Her face turned pale and she silently endured the fear.

Victor looked at her again and continued:

"Perhaps you know that your mother's soul is occupying your body."

"You think your father did it on purpose, so you hope to rescue your mother's soul."

After hearing these words, Priscilla looked up at Victor, her eyes full of hope and affirmation.

However, the next second, Victor's ruthless words pierced her heart like a sharp arrow:

"But what you did will only make your mother disappear completely."

Hearing this, Priscilla's pupils suddenly dilated, and her expression was panicked for a moment.

She looked at Victor and found it hard to accept.

"How...why..." she shouted with difficulty.

"You should know what you are."

Victor's voice was cold:

"From the beginning to the end, you have never been a human."

Before he finished speaking, Victor looked at the monster again and said lightly:

"Once, you were a blood race, but the madness that made you lose sight of your goal caused you to kill your mother without knowing it."

"Your mother was torn apart by your madness, and not even a half-complete body was left."

Hearing this, Priss's whole body stiffened.

In her mind, she never had this memory.

"Your father did it for her, that is, your mother."

Victor stretched out his hand, pointed at the blood race that looked exactly like Priss, and continued:

"In order to prevent her soul from dissipating, he asked Grand Duke Barro to merge her soul into your body."

"And you were separated and did not have to endure the madness and pain of the blood race."

Why Priss would not dissipate is not because the Grand Duke kept her soul.

It was because Priss was not dead at all, her body was still intact.

So her soul was just stripped out.

Therefore, she could not enter the underworld to reincarnate, nor could she enter the realm of the dead.

But Priss's mother was different.

Because she was close to death, she needed a complete body to serve her broken soul.

This body must have enough fit to induce her soul to settle down.

Therefore, Priss's body, which was related by blood, became the first choice to keep her mother's soul alive.

But Priss was a blood race, and even if her mother's soul was integrated into this body, she would still be tortured by the blood race symptoms.

There was no cure for this disease.

If you want to cure blood mania, you can only solve it from the root.

That is to transform the blood race and become a true blood race.

If you want to achieve this condition, you can only...

...

"What!? Marry Priscilla!?"

Everyone present heard OAfter Gust announced his choice of queen, everyone was stunned, like clay sculptures standing in the golden palace.

The king said...what?

To marry Priss! ?

Aurelian was also stunned. She had seen the girl the king mentioned, and she knew what Priss was.

Priss Nice.

The daughter of the affectionate earl, Laurian Nice, who had died.

However, she was now a ghost!

And the King of Kant was actually going to marry a ghost?

Not to mention in the Kingdom of Kant, even if it was placed in the whole world, this matter seemed very explosive!

The nobles present were even more confused. They listened to the news and were no less stunned than Aurelian.

The daughter of Earl Laurian?

Wasn't she already dead?

How could the king marry a dead girl?

Countless nobles looked at Count Laurian behind August, but found that there was no strangeness on his face.

The two seemed to have agreed long ago.

This made them even more confused.

Soon after, a noble in the banquet hall finally broke the deadlock. He stood up and shouted at August:

"Your Majesty, you should give all of us an explanation!"

As soon as these words came out, all the nobles around nodded in agreement.

Everyone's eyes were on the young king.

Let's not talk about what he was going to do, whether it was grandstanding or not is another matter.

Even if it was a joke, as a king, marrying a dead person is a taboo.

After all, a king marrying a dead person, who wouldn't be confused?

However, August just smiled, as if he had expected the reaction of the people present, and smiled and said:

"I'm serious."

The noise of the crowd stopped abruptly, and even several nobles sat on the chairs weakly because they were too shocked.

"I will marry Priss for the future of the entire kingdom."

For the sake of the kingdom?

This sounds as absurd as a fairy tale.

An earl could no longer bear it, slammed his fist on the table, stood up suddenly, and yelled at August:

"August, are you crazy!"

After the subhuman invasion in the royal city, everyone had long been dissatisfied with August.

Now, he dared to do such a thing.

So the angry earl called August by his name.

"She has been dead for a long time! You should know this!"

At this time, August slowly narrowed his eyes, slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the earl with a cold look.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and his voice responded coldly:

"Really?"

The candlelight in the huge banquet hall began to flicker, and the shadows of everyone in the golden hall began to sway with the flickering firelight.

Half of August's face was covered by shadows, but his deep and deep eyes gave goose bumps to everyone in the dim light, and a chill ran through their backs and hearts.

He grinned slightly, but this smile seemed very strange in everyone's eyes:

"But what if Earl Laurian's daughter can be resurrected?"

Hearing this, the nobles were all confused. They looked at each other and had a guess in their hearts.

Could it be that... Grand Duke Barro should resurrect Priss?

But Grand Duke Barro would not agree to this at all.

Everyone knew the tragic experience of Earl Laurian.

It is said that his daughter died because her crazy mother brutally killed her.

And Earl Laurian was heartbroken.

In desperation, the earl wanted to resurrect his daughter.

He went to see Grand Duke Barro with his vast territory and huge wealth, and was willing to dedicate all of it to the Grand Duke.

Even he himself was willing to become Grand Duke Barro's subordinate and confidant.

After all, everyone present knew that the necromancer could resurrect the dead.

But none of them had seen it with their own eyes.

Did Earl Laurian finally ask Grand Duke Barro to resurrect his daughter?

Or was the king going to speak up and ask for Laurian?

But even if he did so, what was August doing for?

Even if he resurrected Earl Laurian's daughter and married Priss, it would not bring any benefits to the kingdom.

Because Laurian himself was the earl of the Kingdom of Kant.

Even if his power was not bad.

But it was definitely not enough for the king to get married.

As a result, August still vowed that it was for the future of the entire kingdom.

If it was really for the good of the kingdom, wouldn't it be better to directly marry the princess of the neighboring empire?

AndBesides, he is right next to you!

August saw the nobles' confusion and grinned and said:

"By the way, do you know about 'blood sacrifice'?"

Everyone was stunned, and before they could react, they heard August continue:

"At least thousands of lives were used to complete the sacrifice."

"This can strip the form of the blood-born species and make it a real vampire."

Everyone present was stunned.

Wait a minute?

Blood-born species? Vampire?

What does it mean? How can it be related to this?

The nobles looked at each other and whispered in the banquet hall.

August was immersed in their whispers, and suddenly raised his voice and asked:

"Now, how much time is left until midnight?"

A noble was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at his pocket watch, and said:

"Three more hours?"

August's mouth corners rose, revealing a satisfied smile, and nodded gently.

"There is enough time."

Suddenly, the sound of countless horse hooves and wheels vibrating came from outside the banquet hall.

The sound was like a thunderclap, as if an army was gathering here.

The carriages were getting closer and closer, and the shocking sound was getting louder and louder.

Almost the entire ground was shaking.

The nobles looked at the approaching carriage team outside with suspicion. Behind each carriage was a huge carriage, as if it was for transporting some goods.

What is this for?

August's eyes were full of anticipation and enthusiasm. "Everyone, if you are interested, come with me to find out."

August looked at the countless carriages that stopped in front of the courtyard, and August's eyes were full of anticipation and enthusiasm:

"If you are curious, why don't you go out with me to take a look?"

Before he finished speaking, a group of nobles had already stepped out.

The moment they approached the carriage, their faces suddenly froze, and their ruddy faces suddenly turned blue, and then turned purple.

They scattered and vomited continuously, and the mixture of alcohol and food fell into the courtyard, which was extremely sour and smelly.

Several nobles were all in disbelief, and they stretched out their trembling fingers and pointed forward:

"August, you..."