Chapter 337

Fasour advanced respectfully, and did not dare to raise his head, until he was one arm away from the coffin that he held his glass above his head.

Lodel took it gently.

Elegant and mysterious noble youth, with pale and beautiful skin, silver hair and red eyes, slender fingers gently take the wine glass, a beautiful face without any special expression, wine red eyes staring at the glass.

Fasul was slightly nervous.

The wine glass is not human blood, but Unicorn blood.

Unicorn is a symbol of beauty and purity. In legend, it is called the child of God together with Mermaid. Their blood is not tonic, but a curse.

To hurt or even kill such a pure life means a curse in itself.

All over the world, only this young king can drink the blood of Unicorn without changing his face.

He never ate according to the habits of the normal blood clan. The Senate had searched for young girls with high blood quality for him, but he could not arouse the appetite of the young king at all.

The power of his highness lodel is equal to God in the blood clan. However, most of the time, God does not care about power and trivia, but sleeps peacefully.

As if without desire or desire.

Slowly drink off the blood in the cup, the bright red color dye on the young lip petal, set off the color such as rose petal, thin and color temptation.

With long, pale fingers falling, lodel gently placed the glass on the tray fasul had raised.

He drooped his eyelashes, pale and indifferent, wine red eyes revealed a strange elegance, adding a bit of mystery.

In the perfect blood family, the perfect king.

Fasor hesitated, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the saint sent by the temple, you..."

Before the voice dropped, the man said softly:

"no need."

His voice was as cool as a man, and his low voice line was naturally bewitching, like the cold surface of marble and the gorgeous bass of a violin.

Fasul was not surprised by the answer.

According to the law, every time the saint should be selected by the king first, but for so many years, King del never allowed any saint to come to see him.

Naturally, those women had heard of the legend of the king of blood. They came one by one with hope, but they could only return full of disappointment.

Fasor noticed that every time he drank the blood of a unicorn, his highness lodel frowned slightly.

He has always been aloof, frowning, showing a thrilling beauty, but the implication is startling - even the blood of the sacred Unicorn makes his highness feel uncomfortable, let alone the much dirtier blood in the lower human body?

It's not surprising that he was rejected. In fact, fasol was just saying it casually.

He bowed down respectfully.

Young slender pale fingers, gently supporting the edge of the coffin, hanging wine red pupil eyes.

Silver hair in the delicate beauty of the face, a pair of long and beautiful red eyes, pale and indifferent.

Slender index finger gently wipe away the traces of blood on the lips, he slightly low eyes, look calm.

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"come on, don't let adults wait!"

The next day, the maid who led the way hastily walked through the wide corridor and rushed to the saints behind.

The girls trotted along with their skirts.

Many of them came from noble families, and were sent to the castle as blood servants for the sake of climbing up to the blood clan. Therefore, even in the trot, noble girls could not help but try to keep their manners.

The party came out of the hall.

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