RNP Chapter 269 I Wish We Had Never Met
Chapter 269 I Wish We Had Never Met
At the end of the thorns, the sharp spikes reflect a faint blue glow.
The deadly toxicity of the strychnos nux vomica comes from this.
Lucius only needs to use a little force to kill even a vampire on the spot.
"You have recovered your memory." The man called Bleichröder said in an affirmative sentence.
"As you can see." Lucius put away the weapon in his hand, "Don't think too much... It's meaningless..."
"At least one of us succeeded, didn't we?" Bleichröder smiled sarcastically.
"Don't think I dare not kill you!" Suddenly, a circle of vines wrapped around the vampire's neck, getting tighter and tighter.
His body was hung high up, and a thick and long wooden stake appeared in Lucius's hand.
"It's easy to deal with you... Don't provoke me. That's not a consequence you can bear."
This was the first time I saw Lucius so angry.
His fighting power is simply off the charts.
I always thought that he played a staff-like role.
I didn't expect that he would be invincible in close combat.
The vampires are known for their extreme speed and immense strength.
Any one of them is a huge bonus in combat.
As a result, he was completely powerless in front of Lucius.
"Luke...no, for the sake of our master-servant relationship." Narcissa placed her hand gently on Lucius' arm.
"Master..." The vampire's expression was moved, "I thought you didn't want me anymore..."
Lucius's expression softened: "Cissy, I knew it...you..."
He simply retracted the stake, and the vampire suddenly fell to the ground with a loud thud, his hands still shackled together.
I knew my father must have done it on purpose.
He is very hostile towards any person of the same or opposite sex who attempts to steal his mother's attention.
Even the frequent emotional exchanges between Narcissa and my mother would make him jealous.
Not to mention outsiders...
Narcissa wanted to step forward to help, but I stopped her.
I don’t want my father to find fault with my mother and punish her.
Harry stepped forward and helped Bleichröder to his feet.
"What should I call you, Potter cub?"
Bleichröder's voice was no longer hoarse and unpleasant.
As he used it more frequently, I discovered that he was using Old English.
Moreover, with a strong Central European accent.
"My name is Harry, Harry Potter. Have you always lived here?"
Bleichröder shook his head. "After your father, James Potter, passed away, Potter Manor automatically went into lockdown. This..."
The man pointed to the key in Harry's hand: "It will automatically notify me."
"And I will guard this place until the descendants of the Potter family open it."
He looked in Narcissa's direction, his eyes burning, "This is the agreement between my master and me."
"Bleichröder, I didn't know... you could do this... It was me who restricted your freedom; it was me who confined you to a small world..." Narcissa was very moved.
"Don't blame yourself... I enjoy it... You didn't restrict my freedom. I have only been here for more than ten years..."
Bleichröder gave a relieved smile.
"I am already satisfied to see you alive again..."
"I have to admit, this annoying guy is more suitable for you..."
"Annoying guy" frowned.
The vampire continued: "If time could go back, I hope we had never met..."