Chapter 1178: The Vampire Princes Blood Slave (56)

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After speaking, he stepped forward.

A huge black bat descended from the sky and docilely landed beside Arthur.

Arthur gave the bat an irritated glower. Leave.

With that, he angrily unfurled his black bone wings, and a cold and powerful aura pressed down on everyone at the scene.

Then he carried Bai Weiwei and vanished from the spot.

Only a while after Arthur left did the students lying on the ground dare to tremblingly get up.

W-who is he?

This was what everyone was uncertain about.

Handsome and powerful, an aura that could simply hide the sky and cover the earth.

Jessie, a human noble, was like a humble ant standing before him.

The principal also hurried over and yelled at Jessie, who was on the ground in pain, Do you know who youve offended? Thats the Blood Kin prince! Is the princes blood slave someone you can frame?

Blood Kin prince

.

Among Blood Kin today, there were only three princes.

Moreover, they all held a position within the thirteen elders and jointly commanded the Blood Kin and human races.

Offending a prince was letting you die with no corpse to bury.

When Jessie heard this, she knew she was finished.

She lowered her head in despair.

And the people who had just been flattering and fawning over her instantly fled, afraid of being implicated by her.

Lewis stood far away. Upon hearing the princes identity, a trace of dark calculations flashed through his gaze.

Then he turned and left.

And Bai Weiwei had a face full of icy wind.

Open-top airplanes really werent something people could enjoy.

Her long hair danced wildly, slapping her face with crisp smacks. She wanted to walk, not go to heaven.

Arthur looked down at her, smiling coldly.

He suddenly stopped on the roof of the highest building in the city.

The roof had two slopes.

He placed her on the horizontal bar in the middle of the roof, then stood with his arms crossed, coldly watching her sit there without daring to get up.

The roof was dozens of stories high.

If you fell from there, youd definitely die.

Bai Weiweis entire body trembled. The wind on the rooftop made her sway and totter.

She raised her gaze towards Arthur, her lips moving, as though she wanted to beg for help.

But Arthur bent over and pressed a finger to her lips. Within his cold pupils was a baleful anger.

I want to understand What I am to you.

Bai Weiweis lashes trembled, puzzlement appearing in her eyes.

Arthur released her lips and took several steps back, but Bai Weiwei, frightened, reached out and clutched his trousers.

Arthur immediately recalled, in their first meeting

Shed done the same thing, helplessly clutching her trousers, asking him for help.

At that time, hed been full of boredom.

And now

His mood was in turmoil. Just a mere blood slave.

Yet he wanted her to personally acknowledge this identity.

Arthurs trousers shifted, and Bai Weiwei immediately panicked. Dont kick me.

This sentence made Arthurs body stiffen for a moment.

At that time, hed kicked her away.

Was she still afraid? Afraid that he would kick her out?

Bai Weiwei was afraid hed kick her and could only squeeze out, Youre my master, and Im your blood slave.

Hed clearly heard what he wanted to hear.

But there wasnt a sense of relief.

An irritable mood settled between Arthurs brows. And?

Bai Weiwei repeated blankly, And what?

Arthur was stunned. Thats right, and what?

She didnt answer incorrectly; she was a blood slave.

Arthur had wanted to punish her for hiding her identity in school, but when he felt her ice-cold fingers

He realized that the rooftop was cold. She could get sick.

Frowning, he immediately picked her up and jumped off the roof with no expression, flying straight back to the castle.

After they returned to the castle, he pressed her into bed and impatiently kissed her.

As though wanting to cover up something.

But Bai Weiwei suddenly struggled. She bit her lip, her face extremely pale.

Arent I a blood slave? Why must I be forced to do this kind of thing? This isnt what a blood slave should do.

Arthur was already irritable. He desperately needed her body to make himself happy.

He captured her resisting hands, replying with an unfeeling and evil smile, Oh, its not what a blood slave should do? Then who has the qualifications to do it?

A trace of sorrow appeared in Bai Weiweis eyes. Then she gave a self-deprecating smile.

I used to think that the person who would treat me this way was my lover, my husband.

Lover, husband

.

These titles made Arthur stiffen.

Indeed, blood slaves did not have the obligation to serve their master in bed.

After all, Blood Kin would not easily do this kind of thing with blood slaves, who had a humble status.

Even if they were licentious, they were picky.

But he couldnt help forcing her.

This unbearable desire, could it be that his sentiments for her were not just that of a blood slave

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Piper: Apologies for all the missed updates / inconsistent posts. I've gotten myself into a massive slump that somehow managed to slice always the one habit that I kept all throughout COVID thus far (posting MGCH Chapters). I already dropped one of my classes, and to be honest, I purposely gave myself a hefty workload this quarter so that I could force myself out of this lack of motivation. Unfortunately it backfired when over half of my classes went online for the quarter (we were told it'd all be in-person than omicron came :'). Now I ignore all my in-person classes since I don't want to walk the 30 minutes uphill to campus, and I don't deem it worth it for a lecture that's recorded online and "I plan to watch later anyway" Surprise surprise, it's now later and I'm hella behind having watched almost nothing. I really hate covid at this point. NGL as I'm writing this I'm missing a math assignment, since the math got too advanced and I didn't give myself enough time to learn it before the homework was due, I feel like I'm missing deadlines and filing partitions to fix the missing deadlines right, left, up and down. I also haven't left my room in ages. What happened to High School motivation? Covid and being stuck in my room did. It really sucks. For all of you going through similar things, it won't get better by itself, covid is never going to end, there's always going to be a new strand, and frankly the only way I can see myself getting out of this is to lift myself up by the bootstraps and stop working in my room. Perseverance always wins over motivation. Hopefully others realize this is never going to end too and I can get back to in person classes, and a decent sleep schedule :")