"He's awake."

A steady voice came from the direction of one of the four iron chains:

"Be alert."

Lausanne II tried his best to turn his head, but unfortunately his field of vision was narrow and the lights were dim. He couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly. He could only feel that the man was full of blood, and even his outline was glowing red.

but……

Lausanne II takes feedback from other senses seriously:

The person breathes evenly.

The heartbeat is steady.

There is a sword on the knee.

He behaves calmly and gracefully.

Or be a master.

Or he is a pretending master.

Wait, he seems to have heard this person's voice.

Lausanne II's eyes moved.

He was one of the people who hunted him that day.

"If you ask me, he should give him another blow on the head to save trouble - or at least change the silver locks."

A rough voice came from the direction of the other chain, with a disdainful tone.

The second guard had his weapon on him and had a faint smell of blood on him.

Been injured recently.

"Miss Hilley said that he will be interrogated later," the first person's voice came. "He has been seriously injured. Although I don't know how good the vampire's physique is, I can't be careless..."

A third voice broke in, panicking:

"So I said, how long do you have to keep guard? Although the reward is very high, it stinks here... I said, you are not kidnapping, are you... Don't get me wrong, I, I, I don't have any opinion, I am very

Supportive…”

The third guard was short of breath and had weak hands and feet. He was an ordinary person, no, even weaker than ordinary people.

Lausanne II silently counted the number of people.

"Shut up, just sit down if you don't want to die." Another voice came, interrupting the third person, who immediately fell silent.

The fourth one is women.

His voice was cold, his tone cautious, and he also had a faint smell of blood.

one two three four……

Lausanne II ended his observation and took a deep breath.

four people.

Watch over him.

There was also a woman among them, a coward who couldn't speak a word clearly.

Lausanne II narrowed his eyes and began to explore the range of movement with his remaining left hand, slowly touching the black shackles on his body.

This also underestimates him.

Even if he is seriously injured and dying.

Those vampires at the beginning locked him in a heavily guarded blood-forbidden prison, guarded by all kinds of terrifying old zombies and unheard of magical curses.

【Blood! Blood! Blood!】

Lausanne II turned a deaf ear to the desire in his body and snorted secretly.

They will pay the price for their underestimation.

"I am seriously injured," Lausanne II said hoarsely, having no choice but to obey the desire in his body, "Without blood, I will die."

Escape first...

The guards remained motionless and turned a deaf ear.

"When I die, your mistress will lose even her last bargaining chip," Lausanne II felt the pain and fatigue. "What can she use to blackmail Polaris?"

There was silence in the dungeon.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that a cold female voice spoke:

"Wait."

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and a soft object was thrown to Lausanne II's mouth.

Seeing the target clearly, Lausanne II's eyes widened.

That's a dead rat.

Smelly.

fishy.

stiff.

It also has a strange smell of disgusting rot.

What?

Lausanne II frowned.

"That's it?"

"What, isn't the blood of a rat blood?" the female guard said coldly, "Can't it support your recovery from your injuries?"

There was a surge of anger in Lausanne II's chest.

Of course.

Unless you work day and night, don’t move and don’t consume, and eat hundreds or thousands of them continuously...

"At least give me fresh ones."

In order to get out of trouble, he swallowed his anger.

"Farewell, the rats here are very powerful," the male guard on the other side said sarcastically, "I'm afraid you can't beat them like this."

Lausanne II clenched his fists.

【Blood, blood! Want blood!】

Lausanne II closed his eyes.

All right.

damn it.

This is to escape.

At least, at least it wasn't human blood.

Not... the blood of innocent people.

Feeling the bloody smell of the dead rat, Lausanne II forced himself to hold back his nausea and revulsion, opened his mouth tremblingly, showed his teeth, and bit through the rat's body.

Pfft.

The hairy and stiff texture gradually solidified, and the slightly rotten and foul-smelling cold blood splashed out from the mouse's veins and entered his mouth.

It made him feel sick and bitter.

[Blood...really...stinks...]

【Shut up!】

Lausanne II closed his eyes and swallowed the unpleasant blood in pain.

Although it was very slow, but surely, the dying blood in his body began to stir.

Restore again.

"Look, why don't you just eat it anyway," the male guard said disdainfully, "Why are you so particular..."

The next second, Lausanne II, who had recovered some physical strength, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes blood red!

His left hand turned and turned into sharp claws.

brush!

The fire was radiating, and his sharp claws hit the locks on his body, making a harsh and unpleasant friction sound!

Suddenly something unexpected happened, and the ordinary person screamed in fright. The other three people immediately got up, weapons in hand, and were ready!
To be continued...