Among the vampires, only those with territories are considered true nobles, except of course those old vampires who have forgotten their territories, or who are so old that they are not bound by their territories.

Other nobles must not set foot in the other party's territory, otherwise the results will be extremely tragic. Of course, this is only for two parties with equal strength.

"Chief, do you really want to go to the noble territory?" Although Sver followed Ovilis without missing a step, he couldn't let go. After all, it was a deep-rooted concept. What's more, there were only two of them now, and he was injured and couldn't use his strength at all. If there really was a fight, not only would he not be able to help, but he would be more of a burden.

"Yeah." Ovilis naturally knew how dangerous it was to go this time, but reality forced him to go. Since he had no choice, wouldn't it be better to let nature take its course?

"But it's just us now, and I..." Sver is not a timid person, but at this time, courage can't help much. It is wise to recognize the reality.

"It won't be a killing!" When Ovilis saw the other party for the first time, he had already seen the other party's magnanimity, so he deliberately got to know each other and agreed to the competition. As the saying goes, one more friend means one less enemy. Especially at this time, what he lacks are friends.

"The leader knows the lord here?" Sver was naturally not an idiot, and he guessed as soon as he thought about it.

"We've met once, but we can't say we know each other." Ovilis turned back and smiled, teleporting a few meters away, and Sver hurriedly followed. Not only was the tranquility of the night not broken by their leap, it seemed to become quieter and more mysterious.

The mysterious night revealed layers of chill among the ruins.

This is an ancient castle that no one has set foot in. The castle covers a large area. It can be seen that the owner must have been a big nobleman, but now everything has become legends and stories in people's mouths.

I heard that this was the ducal palace of a grand duke, but because this duke was so bloodthirsty, he was strangled to death in the bedroom by his servants, and finally burned to death in a fire from the sky.

I also heard that a duchess once lived here, but she fell in love with a vampire. In the end, all the servants around her died and walked away. One night, the last servant also became the dinner of the person the duchess loved. The duchess finally couldn't bear it anymore, but she was just a late night snack.

There are countless such legends, or stories, surrounding this ruined castle, some are similar, and some are completely opposite. Therefore, it can be seen that the truth has been submerged by imagination and speculation, and has disappeared.

Standing in front of the castle, Overlis felt for the first time that this should be the residence of the nobles.

Because of the broken stone pillars, the walls covered with dead vines, the iron guardrails stained with blood, and finally the green and yellow walls, and the vast darkness and silence, there were no insects or birds, and even the sound of wind disappeared here.

"Chief, do we really want to go in?" Facing the door that had been open for a long time, Sver couldn't get up.

"Of course! You're already here, why don't you go in!" Ovilis didn't look back, because there was no way back behind him.

"Welcome! Welcome!" Ovilis just walked into the overgrown yard, and the other party's voice had already come from the castle, but just like in the small building just now, there was no way to tell where the sound came from.

"Chief..." Sver, who had just taken two or three steps, pulled Ovilis in front of him fiercely.

"It's okay!" Ovilis turned back and smiled reassuringly at him, broke away from his hand and walked into the castle. The original darkness in the castle was suddenly brightly lit the moment he stepped in. Under the lights, in twos and threes, some nobles were sitting and standing. The goblet in their hands was shaking lightly, and the blood-colored liquid was swirling along the wall of the cup, which was gorgeous and attractive.

Looking at these similar people with different looks, Ovilis smiled slightly, walked slowly, and came to the table in the center. Sitting across the table was the person he saw on the avenue last night.

"I shouldn't be late!" Ovilis said and sat down.