The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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After greedily inhaling several large breaths of the humid air, Leon finally regained some clarity.

Then he found himself back inside the castle, leaning against the empty wall of the small room at the entrance where the sealed artifacts were stored.

However, besides Leo and the two vampire guards, there was also the sexy and beautiful Sharon, and a woman he had never seen before, dressed in a tie and uniform, suit pants, with a cold and sharp temperament, just like a domineering female CEO in a novel.

This beauty possesses a restrained aura, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth.

In general, based on Leon's experience of reading countless online novels, this person is likely a super big shot.

"How...am I back again?"

Seeing Leon remain silent with complicated expressions, Charlene and her group felt uncomfortable being stared at like that. Even though Leon had a thick skin, he couldn't help but feel a little awkward, so he decided to take the initiative to speak and break the silence.

"I brought you back."

The aloof, long-haired beauty replied.

"you are?"

This voice sounds a bit like the one I just heard in the spirit world!

Damn it, he managed to pull me back!

"She is Her Majesty the Queen's shadow guard—Lady Kassalin."

Charlene explained, "She came to the castle to find Prince Leon Hoyle of Fchester."

"Wow! So you're Lady Kashaling, it's an honor to meet you! Leon Hoyle... isn't he our Crown Prince? That guy is the leader of the four notorious young scoundrels of Guberlan, infamous and universally acknowledged as a good-for-nothing in the empire. What do you want with him? Why are you looking for him here?"

Leon said in a pretentious manner.

"They say a man's mouth is a liar's tongue, my poor niece Philippa, alas."

Charlene sighed.

“Lady Salyn, it’s no lie that I’ve only ever believed in Philippa. But I hope you can understand that humans and ghosts are different. I don’t want to drag Philippa down or delay my own life. I don’t want to become a blood servant. Every life has the right to pursue freedom.”

Leon, with a straight face, uttered a nonsensical statement: "Love is precious, but freedom is more valuable!"

Even though they had entered the spirit world, they were still intercepted and brought back. Leon knew he couldn't escape, so he decided to continue ignoring them.

Women are the easiest to fool; if you don't believe me, go ask Helena.

"Mr. Leon, at this point, do you really think it's polite for you to keep acting?"

Charlene rolled her eyes at Leon.

Uh...

Leon was stunned.

“Your Highness Leon, I was blind before. I’m sorry, please forgive me.”

Li Audie smiled apologetically.

No way……

Leon's words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

“Mr. Leon, would you please come with me back to the City of the Moon?”

Kashalin said in an unyielding tone.

Return to Moonlight City?

That means I'll have to see Philippa!

Knowing that he had been lying to her,

That cunning little devil is going to...!

day!

"Can I refuse?!"

Leon said painfully.

Kassalin didn't answer, but from the icy glint in her beautiful amber eyes, Leon knew—there was no room for negotiation!

P.S.: You're talking nonsense, it's like a minor cold. I'm practically dying.

Chapter Forty-Three: Society Death

The night sky that will never change.

The moonlight that will never change.

The forest that will never change.

In addition, there are vampires who never age.

This is the Thorn Forest.

It must be said that this place is quite beautiful, possessing a timeless beauty, yet also a timeless sorrow.

No one can escape time, not even immortal vampires.

Perhaps the gods could do it?

Looking down at the rapidly receding forest below, Leon idly fiddled with the soft, black feathers on his backside, habitually beginning to contemplate the philosophy of life.

"It is said that the people of Fchester prefer to travel by carriage, but carriages are not very convenient in the Thorn Forest, so please bear with us, Mr. Leon."

Seeing Leon's worried expression, Kassa Ling, who was sitting at the front, said calmly, referring to Night Whisper.

"No, I think sitting on this big crow is pretty nice. Don't you think it's cool?"

Leon grinned and replied in Night Talk.

He knew he didn't understand the lie about "Night Whispers," and it had already been exposed, so there was no need to keep pretending. Acting was exhausting.

At this moment, Leon and Kassalin, one a vampire and the other a vampire, were sitting on the back of a raven that was about the size of a large truck when it spread its wings.

A crow soars high in the sky, bathed in moonlight, its destination naturally being the legendary Moonlight City.

Kassalin did not respond to Leon's childish and idiotic question. She glanced at Leon briefly, then turned her head away and continued to gaze silently into the distance, the wind making her long, dark hair flutter in the breeze.

She's a stunningly beautiful, icy vampire.

Well, I can't really call her a young lady.

She's probably old enough to be her own great-grandmother, right?

"Lady Kassalin, aren't you bored?"

How about we have a chat?

Leon thought this, but was quickly and coldly rejected by the other party.

"not boring."

Kasharin gave her no chance at all.

"Lady Kassalin, what do you intend to do with me?"

"Leon asked."

"That depends on Her Majesty's decision."

Kasharin replied.

"Lady Kassalin, will I see Miss Philippa over there?"

Leon continued to ask.

"do not know."

Kasharin answered.

"Lady Kassalin, can we have a normal talk?"

Leon refused to give up.

"We are having a normal conversation right now."

Kasharin remained completely shrouded in secrecy.

Leon was utterly defeated.

Women,

They were already difficult to deal with.

Moreover, she is a long-lived, strong, and intelligent woman.

Leon inwardly lamented his grief.

The woman in front of me is too powerful.

He's probably a powerhouse like Hawkeye.

With her here,

Escaping is practically impossible.

I've heard that in the vampire path, if a male vampire wants to become a king-level vampire, he has to undergo gender reassignment.

Could this aloof and elegant woman with long, straight black hair in front of me have been a burly man who used to pick his feet?

what,

The changes were actually happening around me.

A girl's body, a muscular man's soul.

Hiss, that's terrifying.

Thinking of this, Leon subconsciously moved a little further away from Kassalin.

“If you sit too far outside, it’s windy and cold, and you could easily fall off.”

Kassa Ling noticed Leon's subtle movement and gave him a cold reminder.

"It doesn't matter, Lady Kassalin won't let anything happen to me."

Leon smiled.

"You're not as stupid as the rumors say."

Kasharin remained indifferent.

"You know that's just a rumor."

Leon complains.

Kasalien stopped talking again.

"..."

Leon was speechless, but there was nothing he could do.

In silence, Leon resumed analyzing his own situation.

Soon,

Leon then saw a vast city, its architecture exhibiting a Victorian style, bathed in the bright moonlight, exuding antiquity and mystery, giving one the feeling of having entered the wizarding world of Hogwarts.

"arrive."

Kassalin gave a soft hum, stood up, then put her index finger to her lips, parted her red lips slightly, and a clear, melodious whistle rang out.

Then the big black crow began to swoop down at top speed.

What the hell!

Leon quickly lay down and grabbed the crow's feather to maintain his balance.

Soon, the crows landed in the palace square.

There were many vampire soldiers here, who seemed to have long been accustomed to this scene, continuing to do what they were doing without even glancing at it a second time.

Following behind Kassalin, Leon walked through several palace paths before finally arriving at a large hall.

The hall was covered with a red and yellow plush carpet. At the very top, on a bronze throne, sat a silver-haired woman in a gorgeous Western-style red dress. This woman had an extraordinary bearing, exuding an aura of authority and dominance.