Chapter 215 - The Gathering of the Infantes (1/2)

“Caw, caw!”

Several crows were on the branches of the dead old trees, making hoarse noises. They flew to the corpse on the ground the next moment, tore a piece of bloody carrion down with its beak and sent the carrion to its stomach.

Their eyes were infinitely scarlet. They looked far away, through the dark forest, at the huge ancient castle. So big, the castle was just like a city.

It stood at the top of the mountain with its peak surrounded by a lot of clouds. The surrounding air was gloomy with murky grey, so was the sky, as if the doomsday were coming.

On a throne in the castle sat a beautiful woman. Dressed in red like fire and blood, she shook the red wine cup in her hand. But what in the cup was not red wine but blood.

She took a sip of the blood from the cup and smiled with satisfaction. Coupled with her beautiful face and misted eyes, it seemed that she could turn the whole world upside down with a single glance.

“You’re back?” She suddenly opened her red lips, asking lazily.

“Hehe, you’re still so leisurely.”

Under the throne, two figures came from outside the hall. One of them, a woman in a black evening dress, sulked ironically.

“Don’t be angry, Annie. Nattiavelle has helped too. It’s just that her speed, compared with us, was…” A man in a tuxedo replied with a smile.

“Barnard, are you on my side or hers?” Annie asked angrily.

“Of course yours. But there’s no need to injure our harmony. Don’t be angry. Would you like some blood? Let me take some for you and I make sure it’s fresh.” Barnard grinned.

“Humph!”

With a snort, Annie walked to the throne on the other side and sat down. Barnard made an embarrassing smile, trotted to the throne beside her and sat down.

“Stop being angry. How about I give you a rose?”

“Do you want more human pets? I’ll catch one for you. Don’t be angry anymore.”

“What would do like to eat? I can bring it to you now. Forgive me.”

…

Barnard had been flattering Annie without a stop ever since he sat down on the throne. But Annie refused to respond to him.

Nattiavelle became speechless at that, smacking her lips and saying, “Don’t go too far. This’s a place for business, not for an ambiguous relationship.”

“Ambiguous relationship with him?! If you want to fight, I don’t mind starting now!” Annie got out of the throne with rage.

“No, Annie, you’re a noble lady! Don’t be angry, don’t.” Barnard forced a smile and pulled Annie back.

“What is the relationship between you two? It’s not like a romantic one, but a master-servant one.”

“I can’t figure it out.”

“They’re still the same old after hundreds of years.”

The other Infantes on the nearby thrones also got speechless to see this scene. The relationship between the two was still puzzling.

“Why? Do you have any objections?” Annie frowned and replied impatiently.

“No. But in this case, it’s more important to do business first.”

It was Augustus who spoke. He was notoriously cruel and unreasonable among the Infantes. But he tried not to provoke the Annie and Barnard.

After all, if Anne was provoked, so would Barnard indirectly. Though the third Infante, Augustus was unable to match the joining hands of the fifth one and sixth one.

Generally speaking, Infantes were all very proud and few of them would join hands together. But Annie and Barnard were different. Although they were both proud, Annie had no objection to being helped by Barnard.

Barnard, on the other hand, also liked to be the first to stand in front of Annie while fighting. For hundreds of years, the Infantes had never seen them fight alone.

However, they were not lovers, but like master and servant.

And after such a long time, they had already developed a special connection of the soul. They were a terrible, elusive and strange combination.

“Clatter, clatter…”

Outside the main hall, there was a clear and powerful sound of footsteps. Heavier and heavier, these steps seemed to have stamped on everyone’s mind.

Hearing the footsteps, Nattiavelle rose from the throne immediately and looked out of the hall with a smile on her face. After a careful confirmation, she said amiably, “Field, here you are at last!”

But Field ignored her and went straight toward the throne next to her indifferently.

Not discouraged, Nattiavelle followed him all the way and asked, “Field, why don’t you talk?”

But Field’s face still didn’t change. He ignored the extremely beautiful woman beside him, keeping on moving.

Nattiavelle caught up with him and asked again, “Field, would you like something to eat?”

He still ignored her. She, once again, caught up and said in a coquettish way, “Field, speak please.”

“How’s it going these days?”

“Your strength seems to have increased again. So powerful!”

“I found that human beings have a very interesting thing recently. Do you want to have a see?”

…

Field walked slowly all the way, and Nattiavelle trotted after him. But no matter how coquettish she was to ingratiate herself, the handsome man still refused to respond to her.

“Field…” Nattiavelle pouted, looking upset.