Chapter 5 Becoming the Vampire Duke's Maid: Sebastian's Appearance (II)

He's a noble vampire aristocrat or a tulip aristocrat in the same lineage as Sebastian, the Duke of Tulips, so how can he be compared to those common nobles down there, and he's not going to let his desires control him?

But ......

Mateo narrowed his eyes at the person curled up over there, shivering slightly, with a sudden flash of interest in his eyes.

He had to admit that the human's looks were indeed comparable to that of a tulip aristocrat, and even he himself couldn't help but be attracted to it, especially since the other party's slight trembling gave rise to a bizarre desire for destruction in his heart.

Just as Mateo was about to grab the humble human, the doors to the party burst open.

The snow outside was swept in by the wind, and Olivia couldn't help but sneeze as she was frozen.

The whole banquet suddenly quieted down. All the vampires who were feeding originally thought that it was Duke Samuel coming and were full of concern, but when they saw the person standing at the door, they all immediately stood up, including Duke Mateo.

At that moment, a sudden sneeze had just sounded, and a pair of red pupils that had been honestly looking at the man in the doorway all of a sudden looked back in unison at Olivia, who was curled up at the man's feet in the doorway.

......

Olivia seemed to be stared at by the natural enemy of the lamb and did not dare to move; a huge pressure convergence in her back, but even so, the convergence of these pressures was not as big as the man in front of her to bring her, the other party's eyes than just the snow and wind can be brought more cold and chilling.

She didn't dare to move, and if she did, she risked being killed by the man looking down at her.

Olivia hung her head and looked honestly at the floor, her vision reflecting the man's golden boots made from the skin of an unknown animal.

It looks expensive and should be worth much more than her life.

Olivia suddenly couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

Sebastian squinted at the creature in front of him; the faint scent of blood told him that it was a lowly human; yes, it was this lowly species that had caused him and the Queen to get into a huge fight.

See, these species would still sneeze from the cold; they were humbler than dust, lower than ants, and would only shiver and not be able to say a word in the face of him, the top species.

Yet again, Olivia's laughter bursts forth.

Crowd: "......".

Mateo's eyes widened, and he began to admire this human; there was no one who could not tremble under the Duke of Tulip's pressure, not to mention that the current Duke of Tulip's face was full of concentration at a glance; it was clear that the conversation with the Queen wasn't a pleasant one, and it was estimated that there was anger in his heart and that this human was still able to laugh about it, he really wasn't afraid of death.

The scene was so silent that even Emma, who had just rushed out to greet the Duke when she heard him enter, stopped talking.

I thought Duke Samuel would be here; how come it's Duke Sebastian, the most human-hating of them all?

Olivia probably thought she was just letting out a bitter, soft laugh, not realizing that all of a vampire's bodily functions were far from human, and her soft laugh reached every vampire's ears very clearly in such a silent environment. Not to mention Sebastian next to her.

Exasperated but calm, Sebastian lifted his foot and poked Olivia's chin with the toe of his leather boot, lifting the face of the strangely dressed, unseen maid in front of him.

Olivia was forced to gradually tilt her head back and look at the man in front of her, the extremely humiliating position causing her to clench her teeth hard.

She's going to die anyway, at least; let her die with some dignity.

This asshole world, asshole vampires, is more disgusting than mosquitoes. Olivia cursed inwardly, her eyes staring indignantly at Sebastian in front of her.

Sebastian kept sizing up the woman in front of him, a cute cat-eared hairpin pressed to the side of her ear, long blonde hair hanging down over her chest, blocking out the pristine color, thin red lips clenched tightly by white teeth, and what looked like a tail behind her sticking listlessly to the ground.

It is a harmless species by any measure.

If you ignore the indignation and disgust in the lady's eyes.

That's good.

Sebastian retracted his foot, reached over and took a set of pure white silk gloves from the servant next to him, and slowly put them on before grabbing a lock of the woman's long hair in front of him and gently twirling it around, bending over slightly as he slowly twisted it up.

Olivia was about to run out of breath; this man was giving off so much pressure that just standing there before made her heart skip a beat, not to mention the fact that now he was bending down to stare at her.

"Blonde hair," Sebastian murmured softly, his long, snow-white hair falling down his form and tangling with the long, blonde hair of the woman in front of him.

"The teeth aren't very sharp." Sebastian let go of the blonde and cupped Olivia's jaw again, looking at her teeth.

It's as if he's a guest at the zoo, viewing the monkeys locked inside, or a medical student, sharpening his knives on the Sebastian rats in the experiment, constantly criticizing Olivia's every organ.

In front of everyone, Olivia was assessed inch by inch by straight, naked eyes, and finally, Sebastian said.

"Fragile, powerless, weak, humble creatures." He came to this conclusion and then added, "It's a miracle you're still alive."

Mateo on stage nodded darkly in agreement.

As a leader of radicals, this review is pretty insightful.

Sebastian rises from his inspection, removes his gloves, and tosses them casually in front of Olivia, takes a silk handkerchief from a servant, and after meticulously wiping every corner of his hands, tosses the handkerchief to Olivia and prepares to turn and enter the table.

Mateo hurriedly gave up his seat, dutifully giving the top spot to Sebastian.

"Mean, mean?" Olivia couldn't help but whisper.

All eyes had to once again turn to the woman whose guts seemed so big that she had swallowed the entire sky.

Olivia braced herself and stood up, her body still shaking slightly from the extreme fear and anger, her voice hoarse.

"But what are you, unable to control your desire to feed like a lowly animal in the presence of the lowly me?" Olivia looked up, a smile on her face, the contempt hidden in her eyes angering Sebastian more than the Queen's angry voice.

Sebastian scanned the area and, sure enough, spotted a couple of vampire maids with red dots on their necks.

Holding back his anger, he gently waved his hand, and several High Vampires appeared around him.

"Execute all those 'inferiors' who can't control themselves."

Olivia couldn't help but shiver; she didn't expect Sebastian to have so much energy to execute a few nobles just by saying so.

Those nobles obviously didn't expect the storm to involve them, but they begged for mercy and didn't dare say anything.

Duke Sebastian most hate must be human; one of the most disgusting things is that the nobles eat without distinction; every time you are severely punished before there are people defy eating, which is the normal behavior of vampires; the result was Sebastian Duke on the spot pressed into flying smoke.