Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 542
The vampires who were called together couldn't stand listening anymore, and turned their faces away.Even Gustav, who was originally on the united front with Krell, didn't make a sound.

Even Bernice, who was tied up, wanted to cover her face. The owner she found was too... Bernice was a little autistic and didn't want to talk.

Balk simply didn't want to pay attention to this mentally retarded person, and looked at Krell with the eyes of a fool: "Master Krell, how can you deserve His Highness's slander?"

According to what Krell meant, it means that he is narrow-minded, avenging private revenge, and His Royal Highness is protecting him?
Krell was about to continue his defense, but Balk could no longer listen, and interrupted: "Master Krell, we haven't accused you of covering up the blood hunt, please shut up first?"

Although the blood race is cold-blooded and cruel in nature, the etiquette and upbringing of the nobles have already been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. In this case, Balk said "shut up", which shows that he has endured to the extreme.

If it wasn't for the good qualities of the Millennium Blood Race, Balk would have wanted to tear Krell alive.

I don't know if my brain has fallen into that corner, and it's a shame to the blood race when I come out!
Ronald came in under such circumstances.

As soon as he came, the originally "lively" interrogation room suddenly became silent, and Claire was like a duck whose throat had been choked, unable to say anything.

Seeing that Ronel had arrived, Balk was slightly surprised but also heaved a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to face Creel anymore, he was so tired!

Ronel had to throw something directly on the ground, and a crisp "clang" sound hit the hearts of every blood race.

Ronel had to say nothing, but it made all the vampires feel suffocated.Claire is already in a cold sweat.

He dared to argue against Balck, but he didn't dare to say a word in front of Ronelle.

Ronald was a no-no.

After Claire barely restrained the panic in his heart and looked at the object that Ronel had to throw, his face changed drastically.

It's a mithril dagger with a silver cross pendant.The workmanship is excellent, and there are patterns of magic circles. It is obviously not an ordinary Mithril dagger, which is obviously specially made by Bloodhunter.

Seeing that the murder weapon was brought over by Ronel, Balk felt a little better, and said to Creel, "Master Creel, the murder weapon is here, do you still think that this is the purpose of the two Highnesses to slander a man?" Did the blood slave do it on purpose?"

There are constant fights among the blood clans, and frame-ups are inevitable, but everyone tacitly abides by an unwritten rule, that is, never use mithril products and holy objects.

Seeing this, Krell was speechless and mumbled, not daring to speak.

He was starting to feel scared.

Even if Bernice is not a blood hunter, she must have an inseparable relationship with the blood hunter. I can't get involved with such a person. If there is someone who wants to do something, then this matter will be a fuss... then he will be finished!

Balk sneered, sure enough, it took His Royal Highness the shock and evidence thrown in the face to make Krell shut up.

"Master Claire, is there anything else you don't understand?"

In a good mood, Balk regained the perfect and elegant etiquette that his thousand-year-old blood race should have, and his every move was impeccable.

It is precisely because of this that it makes Krell look like a clown.

"No... nothing..."

Claire was a little slurred.His tongue was trembling, and he hadn't recovered from the fear.

For the first time in my life, I felt regretful. Why didn't I listen to the family's arrangement and take in a blood slave of unknown origin like Bernice on my own initiative?

(End of this chapter)