Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 168: Facing Dracula

"Come, lie down, in my arms."

The empty bedroom continued to invite Wen Lie. The charming voice was full of magic that stirred the heartstrings. Wen Lie walked towards the bed with an indifferent expression, jumped up with a nimble movement, and sat on the bed.

In front of Wen Lie, the bed sheet gradually bulged and then tore apart, and a beautiful woman squeezed out from the gap in the sheet.

Not only that, on both sides of Wen Lie, there were equally beautiful women who tore open the sheets and crawled out, surrounding Wen Lie in the middle, twisting their enchanting bodies, and tightly wrapping Wen Lie like three beautiful snakes.

Wen Lie stretched out his right hand and grasped the vampire bride in front of him by the forehead, as if he were a guest. He asked calmly, "Hello, beautiful ladies. Is Count Dracula, the owner of the castle, home?"

The vampire bride was stunned. She blinked and looked at the man in front of her in surprise.

He could actually resist their charm? What a man of strong willpower! How could such a man become a thief?

The vampire bride next to him grabbed something on Wen Lie's body, her eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't help but reveal a greedy smile.

"Hehe, your body tells me that what you want right now is not to visit our husband."

Wen Lie said unwaveringly, "Ma'am, I'm a serious man. Jonathan is my colleague. Because he hasn't been home for a long time, his fiancée has some complaints. My boss asked me to visit Count Dracula and meet Jonathan to see if he has been rude to the Count. I would be very grateful if you could tell me where Jonathan lives."

As he spoke, Wen Lie took out the letter of introduction he had obtained from the lawyer's office.

The vampire bride took the letter of introduction, took a look at it, and threw it aside, stroking Wen Lie's chest with a smile.

"Are you a lawyer too? I thought you were a thief, climbing over the wall to steal people, hahahaha..."

The reason why she could be so arrogant was that Wen Lie put away the Holy Scripture. After all, he entered the castle fully armed, which was no different from driving a motorcycle to blow up the streets.

Otherwise, the vampire bride would be burned to ashes as soon as she touched Wen Lie.

Wen Lie felt hands sliding across his body, but remained calm as he continued, "I hope you can tell me how I can get to see my colleagues."

I won't proceed until I find a way to find Jonathan.

The man, as hard as a rock, seemed to say so.

"Lovely Jonathan? He's in the room down there."

"After you go out, take the stairs on the right to the first floor."

"The third room in the second corridor on the left is his residence."

The three vampire brides stared at Wen Lie with fiery eyes. Their gazes wandered over Wen Lie's body as if they were looking at a delicious dish with all the colors, aromas and flavors, and they couldn't wait to eat it.

The cold palms touched the hot muscles. Although they had never been exposed to the sun, touching this man's body felt like basking in the sun. They inexplicably had this feeling.

"The stairs on the right go up to the first floor. Is it the third room in the second corridor on the left?"

Wen Lie noted the location of the room.

"But he's probably with our husband now."

"Our husbands are very fond of him."

"Just like we like you too."

"You're not leaving this room, darling."

Dracula's vampire bride greedily pressed her body against Wen Lie's, hoping to absorb heat from him.

After confirming Jonathan's location, Wen Lie didn't bother to talk nonsense with these vampire brides and let them taste the power of the ripples directly.

"Don't talk, ■■." After a moment, Wen Lie pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

Behind the door, there was only a cloud of dust on the bed.

"How brave! You actually want to suck the blood of a Ripple Warrior like me, even when I still have the strength to resist."

Wen Lie complained calmly and walked in the direction pointed by the Vampire Bride.

In a room somewhere on the first floor, Jonathan, with a pale face, taught Dracula the British etiquette he needed to know about living in London. Dracula, with a smile on his face, sat close to Jonathan and listened to Jonathan's lecture attentively.

He was serious because he didn't want to behave like a country bumpkin after meeting Mina. He wanted to show his best side to his lover whom he hadn't seen for five hundred years.

"Very good, Jonathan. I appreciate your help. You have left all the common etiquette of England to me. Your mission is over."

After the etiquette class, Dracula stood up and saluted Jonathan gracefully using British etiquette. The strangely dressed old man exuded elegance in every move, just like a traditional British aristocrat.

Jonathan was a little surprised at Dracula's learning ability and elegant temperament, but after hearing Dracula's words, the first thing he felt was joy.

Jonathan asked hurriedly, "In other words, can I leave now? Earl, you have already learned British etiquette. There is no reason for me to stay here any longer."

Just as Dracula couldn't wait to see Mina again, Jonathan was eager to see his fiancée's face to soothe his fear and anxiety in these days.

"of course not."

Dracula put his finger on Jonathan's lips, a cruel smile on his old face.

"You don't need a reason. You have to stay here. I told you, Jonathan, that you will stay in my castle for a month. Is it really a month now?"

Jonathan was speechless. The earl was as elegant as a nobleman, and as domineering as a nobleman.

Just as the Earl said, the Earl doesn't need a reason, as long as he makes a request, he can't leave here.

"what?"

At this moment, Count Dracula frowned, made a sound of surprise, and looked up at the ceiling.

Jonathan also looked at the ceiling, but saw nothing.

Count Dracula turned around and said to Jonathan, "Okay, my dear Jonathan, stay here and don't think about leaving. You must be my loyal guest for the next month."

A dangerous expression appeared on the count's face, which made Jonathan shudder. Until Count Dracula hurried away, Jonathan was unable to complain smoothly - shouldn't the guest be described as loyal?
This is an opportunity!
Jonathan realized something else.

The Earl was about to leave the castle, and he seemed to have encountered some difficulties. I could take this opportunity to find a way to escape from the castle!
A look of determination flashed in Jonathan's eyes, and he continued to stay in the castle. He would die here sooner or later, and he had to escape as soon as possible.

Wen Lie stopped at the stairs from the second floor to the first floor.

The flame of the candlestick suddenly dimmed. The candle was still burning, but Wen Lie could not see the light.

He could only see darkness, a thick darkness that spread from the first floor along the stairs, swallowing up the only light.

Wen Lie breathed calmly, ripple energy flowed through his body, golden lightning burst out, and his body became a light source above the candlestick.

"What a wicked guest! Not only did he sneak into my castle, he also killed my bride. Why did he offend my dignity in this way?"

A hoarse voice came from the darkness. That voice also contained magic, but unlike the charm of the vampire bride, this voice was full of soul-shaking power.

An old man in a red robe walked out of the darkness. No! It should be said that he was the darkness! He brought the darkness!

Facing Dracula's face, Wen Lie's soul trembled and his blood boiled. His body told him that he had met his nemesis! As a vampire hunter, he had to kill this opponent!

(End of this chapter)