Chapter 292
"Huh, this scared my...friend, you are right, this is a vampire cloak."
George’s answer aroused A lot of Blood Race’s awe and contempt. When everyone realized that this young Blood Race was still wearing such "old" equipment, their curiosity began to gradually change from George's ability to George's identity.
Isn't this a desolate family from which he is, otherwise, how could he be so poor that he can only equip Junior with such a "heirloom"?
"My friend, I’m so sorry, please allow me to be late to introduce myself. I’m the owner of this manor, Leonard Mammon! This friend’s face is very, presumably the first time Come to a feast of blood! I hope everything here will make you like it!"
The elegant movements, the calm smile, the decent greetings, Leonardo’s graceful aristocratic temperament between his gestures, will People want to befriend him from the bottom of their hearts. Even more how, the blood feast adopts the invitation system, and the manor in front of him clearly knows that George is turning up without being invited, but he shows a tolerant and generous attitude.
If George weren't able to read his inner guard against George, he might have been deceived by his extremely confident appearance and let his guard down.
"I’m George, from a small rateless family. This time I turned up without being invited out of curiosity. How offensive, please be magnanimous!"
Since many Blood Races seem to mistakenly believe that they are from a down-and-out family, George also doesn't mind borrowing a donkey to go downhill and let himself be low-key.
Unexpectedly, when George said the words "little family", the blood races onlookers scattered around like avoiding the plague, and their faces were covered with "Sure enough, It's a waste of time" with a disappointed expression.
"Be magnanimous is hard to say, my friends, all are guests here. Please don’t mind and continue to enjoy this feast of blood."
"Thank you for your generosity, but I’m still free of it. The Bloody Mary was a bit punchy just now. I’ll go to the second floor to take a break first, and I’ll be adjudged."
In order to make the excuses look more real, George also used blood control techniques. Stained an unhealthy blush on his cheeks, and glanced at the Blood Race Princess who had just pranked him.
As George expected, the Blood Race Princess who had put his chest on a few minutes ago, now chats with the two sisters beside him each minding their own business, completely ignoring it. George cast his gaze, as if nothing had happened before.
"Okay, please do it yourself."
After finishing speaking, the manor Leonardo paused, and after George turned around and walked a few steps, he shouted at George Said, "Brother George, don't you bring a blood slave to accompany you to'rest'?"
Obviously, this is to put an eyeliner next to George.
But George really didn’t care about this degree of conspiracy. After thanking Leonardo for his “kindness” with a smile, George grabbed the blood slave’s small waist and went straight. Go up the stairs.
When George's back disappeared at the end of the stairs, the next second, the manor Leonardo Mammon's face suddenly became extremely cold, he beckoned, and a Blood Race guard appeared instantly , And half-kneeled behind him.
"Helen Lucifer, what do you think of this person?"
"Very strong, but not equal to me!"
"Staring at this person, As long as he changes, you and Elder on the second floor are ready to kill at any time."
"Yes!"
"The first warrior of the Lucifer family, don't let me down, do it cleanly. Click, don’t disturb my guests!"
"As you bid!"