The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Not only do I have to deceive your daughter, but I also have to deceive you and all the vampires in the castle.

Otherwise, how would I escape from here?

Leon lowered his head, looking at the black marble floor. Although he understood Leticia's unspoken meaning, he had to play dumb, so silence was the best way.

Leticia's gaze swept over Leon one last time with a sharp look before she went upstairs.

"Humph."

Among the three male concubines following Leticia was a man with effeminate features and long, wavy hair resembling that of middle-aged women doing square dancing in China. As he passed by Leon, he gave a disdainful snort.

Being provoked by a sissy was infuriating, but Leon could only remain silent at this point.

If this were in Guberlan, Leon would have tied this damn peach-eating brat up and electrocuted him until he was charred. After all, it's a disservice to him to be a boy.

After watching Leticia and her three male lovers leave, Philippa turned around.

"Never mind them, teacher, let's continue with our meal."

Philippa gently tugged at Leon's sleeve and smiled.

Leon was not used to eating food with a bloody smell, but if he didn't eat, he would have to go hungry. So Leon endured the discomfort until his teeth were all stained blood red.

Philippa, sitting to the side, watched Leon's performance with apparent satisfaction.

Hmm, that's really good.

That's quite adaptable.

So, if we turned him into a vampire, it probably wouldn't feel out of place.

Unconsciously, the image of Leon being embraced by her for the first time flashed into Philippa's mind.

Leon would become his loyal servant, following him around every day, wanting to be pampered by him. Even if he were to lick his high heels, it would be a great favor to him, not to mention doing other more fun things.

Tsk,

What strange and torturous things is this silly little girl thinking about now?

As Leon wiped the blood from his lips with a napkin, he saw a faint, enigmatic smile spread across Philippa's beautiful face.

With that smile, her gaze was fixed on herself.

This made Leon feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Teacher, did you enjoy dinner?"

Philippa laughed.

"No, I don't like the smell of blood."

Leon immediately denied it.

"It's okay, I'll help the teacher like it as soon as possible."

Philippa narrowed her eyes at Leon.

what!

Leon nearly dropped the porcelain cup in his hand.

He roughly knew what this guy was up to.

Chapter Seventeen: The Method of Escape

“Mr. Daniel, this will be your resting place from now on.”

Dieter opened a red-lacquered pearwood door, and Leon, standing behind him, looked through the door and saw a clean and tidy room.

The room is roughly as follows: white paint, a built-in wardrobe that extends all the way to the ceiling, two simple bedside tables placed on either side of a large bed that is nearly three meters long and two meters wide, and a huge, moisture-proof wool rug on the floor.

And then... and then there was nothing left except the oil lamp.

These are probably the regular guest rooms in the castle, used to accommodate guests. They look like they haven't been used for a long time, but they are always kept clean.

The room was very clean, even more comfortable than the one Leon had lived in in his previous life.

As a "prisoner," Leon felt he had no reason to be dissatisfied.

"Thank you."

Leon greeted Dieter politely.

"No need to thank me, this is all Miss's order."

Dieter always wore a professional, polite smile.

"I see. Is Miss Philippa's room close to here? I'm afraid I won't be able to find her if something happens."

Leon asked, feigning nonchalance.

"I think you've already been to Miss Philippa's room, sir."

Dieter laughed.

You've already gone in?

When I opened my eyes while I was unconscious, was the room with the pink round bed that I saw?

Leon quickly found the answer in his mind.

"It's okay if you can't find Miss. If it's urgent, you can tell me or the other servants here, and we'll help you notify Miss. However, if you're talking to the other servants, you may need to use body language."

Dieter then added sarcastically.

"Body language?"

Leon pretended to be stupid.

"Yes, because they don't understand Fitchman official language."

Dieter laughed.

Due to its vast territory, the Fchester Empire had many different local dialects. Fchester official language was actually similar to the common language on Earth.

Leon was a Guberlander and could speak the local Guberlander dialect, but he mainly communicated in Fchester official language. After all, speaking the dialect frequently would affect the pronunciation of the official language, which was not a good thing for Leoner, who needed to conduct diplomacy and speak in front of the general public.

"Haha, that is indeed a pretty big problem."

It's not funny at all.

However, seeing Dieter's self-satisfied expression, thinking he had said something very funny, Leon chose to laugh along.

Leon wanted to escape from here. As the castle's butler, Dieter was of immense value, so Leon absolutely could not afford to offend him.

"Well then, sir, have a pleasant day."

Dieter seemed very satisfied with Leon's performance. He gave a polite bow and then took his leave.

After Dieter left, Leon immediately went into the room and locked the door from the inside.

It's almost 10:30 PM now. Although it's still dark outside the window, the absence of daylight doesn't mean time doesn't flow.

Vampires do not distinguish between day and night; they only have time for activity and time for rest.

Sitting on the soft bed, Leon was already feeling sleepy, but he wasn't in a hurry to go to sleep. He just sat quietly, observing everything in the room.

A short while later, he got up again, opened the wall cabinet, bent down to check under the bed, and other hidden places.

It seems...

There shouldn't be any "surveillance" or "eavesdropping" devices, right?

Leon murmured uncertainly to himself.

Well, with my current strength, and given that my spirituality has been forbidden, I probably wouldn't be able to find out what kind of extraordinary means the other party is using to monitor me.

So, just pretend you're being watched.

Caution is the boat.

Being cautious might lead to missed opportunities, but it will never lead to mistakes.

Thinking this, Leon checked again to make sure the doors and windows were locked, and then drew the curtains.

He then covered the oil lamp in the corner with the lamp cap.

After the oil lamp went out, darkness instantly engulfed the entire room.

Leon groped his way into bed in the dark.

The nights in the Thorn Forest are quite different from those in Guberlan.

Even without a fireplace, it's not cold here at all; on the contrary, Leon feels rather stuffy.

Lying on the soft, large bed, his feelings were particularly complicated.

Sure enough, whenever it gets late at night, when I'm lying alone with nothing to do, I get damn easily emo.

Having entered the Thorn Forest, and with so much time having passed, it's impossible that the capital city doesn't know about it.

But Caesar did nothing.

It seems...

Caesar probably wanted to die...

Tsk tsk tsk,

After hesitating for so long,

He finally decided to choose Leon.

Leon guessed that the reason he was brought into the Thorn Forest this time was mostly because of his bratty brother Leon's doing.

He didn't kill him directly, but instead chose to throw him into the vampire territory to fend for himself. If you think this is out of brotherhood, you're sorely mistaken.

This was simply because Leon was unsure of Caesar's attitude, and therefore dared not rashly kill himself.

However, Leon does have brotherly feelings for him. Anyone who has watched the original series can confirm that Leon truly considers him his elder brother.

However, Leon has always been a cold-blooded person who can ruthlessly discard emotions when faced with the choice between love and career.

It's like he loves you deeply, but you're blocking his way, so he'll painfully stab you to death.

hiss,

This kind of madman is really terrifying.

But it's also admirable.

Leon is actually a rather ruthless person, but he can't be as ruthless as Leon. He always tends to soften his heart when he shouldn't.

Sigh, in the end, I was just too kind.

Thinking of this, Leon helplessly turned over.

I currently have three feasible ways to escape from here.

First, he revealed that he was a prince of the Fchester Empire.

Once their identity is exposed, they will be immediately placed under special protection and escorted to Moonlight City as quickly as possible, where they will be treated to the best food and drink.

After all, the death of the imperial prince in the Thorn Forest must have terrified those cowardly old hags in Moonlight City who preferred to sleep in coffins.

The reason why the vampires created this isolated thorn forest is ostensibly because of the Moon Goddess Church, whose main ideology is to avoid the world.

But in reality, it's because their race itself doesn't have much of a fighting spirit or passion. Everyone prefers to stay in a cool, shady castle or grove and live their lives leisurely, and they extremely dislike troublesome things.

Therefore, no matter how the world situation changes, as long as it doesn't pose a significant threat to their vampire interests, they generally don't bother to care, let alone get involved.

But if it were Prince Gar of the Fchester Empire in the Thorn Forest, then his vampire clan would be in deep trouble, as their greatest fear is war.

Unlike the Fitchers, a people who believe in justice but are in reality in violence and conquest, war only excites the masses.

For example, Caesar won the Battle of the Coral Sea, and the whole country is currently celebrating.

Therefore, the vampires will most likely negotiate with the Fchester Empire in the end, asking for some money as compensation, and then send Leon back.

As for Caesar, if they want to send your son back in front of the whole world, can you really refuse to take him back?

While it's not impossible, Caesar will most likely bring him back to his country.