Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 278 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 15

However, after learning what he did and how many people he killed, no matter how innocent and gentle his expression may be, probably no one would naively believe that he is some kind of angel.

A series of shrill screams filled the square, and fresh blood was added to the still-wet blood on the ground, gradually spreading to the throne of Reed.

A flicker of disdain crossed his eyes, but his expression remained calm and composed. He chuckled, "Is there anyone else who disagrees?"

Darid's main purpose in coming to the human race was to select high-quality blood servants with high blood purity. However, because many families of the selected blood servants were very unwilling to hand over their servants, the executions that just took place.

The scene was now completely silent. Darid took the glass handed to him by a servant, took a sip of fresh blood, and said in a good mood, "Since there isn't any, let's end it here for today."

"My dear subjects, goodbye."

After he finished speaking, the vampires followed their prince and flew back to the vampire castle in a grand and ostentatious manner.

Ignoring the chorus of lamentations below.

On the way, Darid had already sensed his father's call, which puzzled him slightly.

Wasn't Father supposed to be fast asleep? Why did he suddenly wake up again?

He truly didn't think of Zhao Zhao, whom he had neglected for five days. When he returned to the main hall and looked up to see the familiar little boy sitting with his father, he was taken aback.

"Father……"

"Snapped."

Without any hesitation, Mosen Cain slapped Darid across the face from a distance, and without even moving, he intimidated Darid to his knees.

Despite his arrogance in front of humans, he still faces strict discipline from his father when he returns home.

As for the others, the moment Darede saw Zhao Zhao, he knew that his father had probably come to settle scores with him.

He knelt down and admitted his mistake, saying, "I'm sorry, Father. I was too careless and neglected to take care of my younger brother."

"It won't happen again."

In front of his father, Darede still had to put on an act.

Everyone is afraid of their father, and he was no exception.

Mosen Cain remained silent, calmly scrutinizing Darid. The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, with only the sound of Zhao Zhao drinking blood from a glass filling the room.

Mosen Cain found his blood servant for him, and then mercilessly had Chi Wei give him a large cup of blood to drink.

"Father is still the most reliable," Zhao Zhao sighed.

After a moment of silence, Mosen Cain asked, "What have you been doing lately?" His gaze was fixed on Darid's eyes, as if he had seen everything he was doing.

Darid was in a very good mood, still wearing that carefully calculated gentle smile, and said, "Recently I have been familiarizing myself with the political affairs that my father entrusted to me. As for today, I went to the human realm to find some high-quality blood servants."

There's nothing he can't talk about. Even though the process of finding the Blood Servant was somewhat cruel, he remained fearless.

Even Morsencain wouldn't care about such trivial matters.

Sure enough, after hearing his report, Morsen Cain simply warned, "Don't be too ostentatious." He meant something meaningful.

Darede naturally had no objection.

Then he looked at his father and took the initiative to start a conversation, "Speaking of which, wasn't Father sleeping? Why did he suddenly wake up?"

Mosen Cain rested his chin on his hand, watching Zhao Zhao drink blood with a calm expression. "Actually, I'm not quite sure either, but it seems to be because of Hillgarven."

"younger brother?"

"Hmm." He didn't want to say more, patted Zhao Zhao's head, and left alone without saying a word. It was as if he had only woken up temporarily and would soon fall back asleep.

Waking up and falling asleep again and again was so agonizing that, before leaving, he couldn't help but warn, "Hilgarven, I'm warning you again, don't call me lightly."

Zhao Zhao drank blood, isolating herself from all outside sounds, and didn't pay any attention to anything else. However, even if she did pay attention, she would forget about it again soon.