It's at Vampire Knight School again. The last time it appeared was about 300 years ago at the same place, the one honored to be seen was Queen Margaret.According to the accounts, at that time Margaret was just pregnant, and when she had free time, she visited the school principal - who was her brother-in-law - the husband of Duchess Claire, Margaret's younger sister, while walking on the campus of the love school. flags seen. At that moment, a brilliant silver light from the room flew straight into her stomach, and the room disappeared before she could get inside. Not long after that, Margaret gave birth to Prince Heidi - who was called as strong or even stronger than the ancient ancestors - who was blessed by Titania.After all, who is capable of breaking the seal of the Third Ancestor - Queen Titania. Is that really the name of the little prince?“Ahhhh!!!!”.Unexpectedly behind the other door was a bottomless cave. Mom, Brawen fell for ten seconds and still hasn't landed. Even if

Taking a breath, Brawen seemed to find it difficult to calm down.If God's Crown naturally disappears, there's nothing to worry about, but if it's stolen, I'm pretty sure, because how much god must that person be to be able to get the Divine Crown that is behind. Brawen that she did not know.Brawen glanced around. The Crown of God is created by Titania from eternal light, but around the royal palace is still bright as day and the flowers are still blooming and blooming, proving that the Crown God is still here, very Very close.The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer made Brawen so scared that she didn't know what to do. In the royal palace, surrounded by golden walls, so tight that it could not be destroyed, there was only one way out, but I am afraid that when she ran out, she would encounter someone who was coming there. Based on the sound of footsteps that can hardly be heard clearly shows that the person is very fast, but fast and strong often go in tandem.All of a sud

Chris, sorry.Tears welled up. It's not that she's afraid of being raped, afraid of losing her identity, it doesn't matter. It's just that she's really upset with herself. This delicious blood that can kill Vampires, she really never wanted it, never wanted to. The misfortunes of Brawen's life, from beginning to end, are all in it.At this moment, Chris' lips suddenly met the tear on Brawen's cheek, feeling the trembling hands caressing him, finally, he finally stopped.His head rested on Brawen's shoulder, his hand wiped away the tears still lingering on his cheeks, his strangely warm voice came with a sigh: "Sorry."Brawen seemed dumbfounded. No way, no way Chris could stop like that. It was absurd as if some paradox was happening., She really couldn't imagine how much control Chris had to hold. In the past, Juventus, who loved Brawen a lot, couldn't do it, but in this moment, Chris did. She doesn't even know how to explain it.Brawen's hand, now completely healed, lifted and stroke

Hmm!The heavy door closed, giving Brawen an equally heavy feeling.The inside of the courthouse was full of people, some dressed in aristocratic clothes, some wearing the uniform of the Vampire Knight council, splendid in every detail. They sat in the upper row of chairs, looking down like they were going to watch football.The tail of the black skirt lightly glided on the floor, the peacock feather swayed slightly with each step. Brawen walked over to the chair for the interrogator, slowly touched her skirt, sat down, all actions were very natural as if there was no fear at all. But really, the eyes under the sloth plate were clearly a bit afraid to try to hide.As soon as she looked up at the supreme interrogation chamber, her small eyes fell on Adalwen, who was sitting on a red and gold-encrusted armchair, her right foot resting on her left leg, her hand resting on her chin, her eyes looking down like a man authority is watching a good drama.It was one of the two chairs reserved

At this moment, Chris turned his back to Brawen, he leaned down slightly, implying that if Brawen doesn't understand, he should go back to his hometown to hoe. This action of Chris made Brawen almost drop his eyes:Are you trying to buy me a day of freedom? If that's the case, I'd rather go barefoot, and just now your mother told me to watch you tighter.Gio blew gently, a few snowflakes landed on Chris' silver hair as if merging, blue eyes turned to Brawen, a little gentle but still cold:Keep it like this.Why is Chris so suddenly good? Give her a small shawl and now ask to carry her again. Ể and he's still wearing a scarf, a guy who doesn't care about royal ceremonial attire, even school uniform, is Brawen who begs his tongue to wear a scarf like him.Surely it's not that it's too cold to hibernate, my highness prince.Thinking like that, Brawen still smiled and climbed on Chris's back, not forgetting to include the excuse: "You are the master, I am the servant, you give orders, I