Nine Hundred and Eighty-Two: A Coquettish Man

One of the ten oldest castles built on the broken arm of a cliff, inside the Mayan castle.

Led by a butler, Old Rose walked into this solemn, old but eerie and mysterious castle.

The light inside was very dim, and the entire ancient castle was filled with fishy and rancid smells as it went deeper.

However, Old Rose didn't feel the slightest strangeness at all, and he followed the butler to one secret room after another as usual.

In some iron cages, Old Rose could even see some pink and tender little girls in a state of embarrassment and helplessness, holding the cage with both hands and praying, looking at Old Rose and saying, "Please help us!"

Old Ross walked through the aisle without seeing anything, and there were several lions tied around the cage, gnawing on the human stump.

"There are always little girls with high IQ trying to escape from the cage, but they don't know that there are several pet lions of the Duke outside who have been greedy for them for a long time."

Old Ross swallowed.

These three lions are the Duke's pets.

"Is the Duke okay?" Old Rose asked tentatively.

The butler asked back: "I remember the Duke told you not to quarrel with him for ten years, didn't you? You don't seem to take his words to heart, do you know the consequences?"

"Old butler, I can't help it either. Freemasonry is in trouble, and is even about to be disbanded. We have met a strong opponent!" Old Rose smiled wryly.

"What kind of opponent can compete with the national power in your hands? What era is this? Napoleon is alive or Hitler is reborn? The ability of mutual aid, the world will threaten you. Apart from internal wars, there are also Who can break this rule?"

"A young man from the East!" Old Ross said with emphasis, "That Eastern country that we have never been able to break into."

The old butler's steps up the stairs suddenly stopped.

He turned his head to look at Old Rose, and then continued up the steps.

"Didn't the duke tell you not to interfere with that country? The national background of five thousand years of civilization is far deeper than you imagined. Don't just look at the appearance. Many countries in this world have perished in history, only that country exists. So far, there is a reason for it." The old prince said.

"In short, this time, we met a young man with a simple background, but each one is very strong. He killed the Ouchi guards who joined us back then, and also the Knights. He can protect us now. There is really no one left, he has killed everything that should be killed, and now I, Logan, and Rockefeller are the only three families of loyal servants of the dukes left, the duke must take action."

The two chatted, and walked to the center of a dance floor with a huge retro disc ceiling on the steps, where celebrities and beauties from all over the world gathered here, and they were all beautiful. From the perspective of Western aesthetics, If any of the women here goes out randomly, it is estimated that they are all in the top three of Miss Universe.

Seeing that there were more than 20 famous ladies and beauties here, Old Rose was slightly taken aback.

Seeing the old housekeeper, these ladies and beauties immediately surrounded them one by one.

"Steward, steward, let me serve the duke to bed tonight."

"let me."

"I!"

"I should come first, butler."

"Master Steward, please consider me, I have been waiting for half a year."

"I'm a year old!"

"Don't talk, I've been the longest, I've been three years!"

These women and ladies are all from Western countries, all beautiful and dignified, and those who can be brought here must be virgins!

Because they all want to be duchesses!

The old housekeeper has seen countless women in his life, and it is estimated that more than tens of thousands of women have died here. This is why the castle is so dark.

If you want to become a duchess, you need to be mentally prepared. Once infected, you must be prepared to die.

If so, every famous lady has always flocked to this place.

They all want to be the heroines in the talking stories, and they all want to be that lucky woman who is one in a million.

Once she becomes a duchess, she will be above ten thousand people, and if she can give birth to an heir for the duke, she will be able to own one-tenth of the duke's worldly property as a reward!

As a family of servants, the three major families of Rockefeller, Morgan, and Old Ross can have at least tens of billions of dollars in property!

And at least half of it belongs to the Duke's consecrated property!

so!

Even one tenth, which woman is not crazy?

Being able to become a duchess is the queen of the West, even surpassing the queen of England!

However, for more than a hundred years, the old housekeeper has never met any woman who can overcome the gene of the Duke's blood and survive. They usually die within three days, let alone any woman who gave birth to an heir for him!

However, it still couldn't resist those crazy women rushing over to try, everyone thought that he was the destined hostess of this castle.

"Are they crazy?" Old Rose couldn't help but say something to the old housekeeper after passing through the crowd of celebrities.

The old butler walked in front and sighed: "It's been a hundred years, this castle has never had a mistress, the Duke's anger is getting heavier and heavier, and his desire for an heir is getting more and more urgent, and he even told me that permission is not a concubine." Women can also come to try, but I rejected them all. How could the duke's woman let other men get involved? Thirty years ago, I sent you out because he was no longer interested in wealth. Now he wants to find a man The woman who can bear him a child will pass on to the next generation, otherwise his wealth will not help, but in the past thirty years, he has become very depressed."

As he spoke, the old butler turned a lamp, and then a heavy stone door opened. In the faint light of the candle, a man with an outrageously handsome face was sitting on a throne inlaid with a crown. His upper body was naked. , under the throne, a woman in disheveled clothes was lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling of the ancient Roman war in the middle ages with her eyes fixed on her head.

And on her neck, there were two tooth marks and blood holes, and there was thick blood at this time.

Blood was seeping from the corner of the man's mouth with a fair complexion, and he said angrily, "Dawson! I need more women! Stop looking for me! Maybe I should try all the women too!"

"Your Highness, what can I do, your blood is the most noble in the world, and the woman who bears your offspring must be pure and pure." The steward said.

The man suddenly raised his head. In the dim light, his pupils were dark red, and when he saw Old Rose, his pupils gradually turned gray.

"Old Ross? Why are you so old?"

Old Rose smiled bitterly: "Of course, you will always be like this. I have been out for thirty years."

"Oh, the days go by so fast, I don't even feel it anymore." The man looked down at the dead man under his feet, and asked casually, "Which number is this?"

"The 25,638th." The butler replied.

"oh."