Vladimir felt a little strange.

I cann’t believe Inswyn invited him to dinner.
Is it that I performed too well during the day today?
Well, it must be so
The arrogant vampire thought this way and slowly stepped into the luxurious hall covered with scarlet carpet.
Scarlet. Yeah, I like colors.
Vladimir tugged at his embroidered gold collar and tried to recall that he had studied aristocratic manners.
He still attaches great importance to this dinner, because it represents that he has been affirmed by the high-level officials in Knox.
Although he is no longer the marquis of that year, some aristocrat left in his bones can still make him willing to accept this kind of affirmation from the stratum.
Count Vladimir?
Sounds good
Laughing, he stepped on the soft scarlet carpet and guided by dim magic lights to a huge door.
"Please" aside, the waiter can be picky and respectfully invite Vladimir in.
Frakilmi proudly nodded gracefully and pushed two doors that were also decorated with scarlet.
Door that moment
Vladimir can clearly feel bad.
A change in the law made him instantly enter a state of war.
Is it a trap?
He tightened his breath and his blood surged wildly.
But for a moment
"Don’t be so nervous. It’s just a meal." An indifferent voice never knew where it was.
Then came bright lights and a table full of dishes.
A huge long table has been lit by candlelight, and a man with a silver mask is sitting at the end of the long table, slowly cutting and roasting just the right veal steak.
A fireplace is burning brightly.
Everything is all right. Quiet and peaceful, no murderous look.
Full of banquet sincerity and high specifications.
But the way to enter seems a bit unpleasant.
"Come on, help yourself." The man with the silver mask spoke again. His voice softened, which seemed to make people feel that his silver mask made them laugh.
But Frakilmi won’t think it’s harmful.
Of course, he knows that this person is not Svein, and this place is definitely a room sealed by magic.
He was played or sold by Svein.
Svein planned everything to get him to meet this man.
Jack Sparrow from overseas
Not in public. That’s his name.
However, Vladimir is not afraid that he will put himself on guard and try his best to maintain aristocratic demeanor and pull another chair on this side of the long table.
"Blind Jack?" He took a casual look at the man across the street while disassembling the tablecloth, but unfortunately he couldn’t see his eyes in that silver mask.
Are you really blind?
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Vladimir." The opposite blind man nodded slightly and waved the bottle at his hand and said, "Would you like some wine? The new products in Meilin Winery taste good this year."
"Thank you," Vladimir also nodded to show that he picked up the bottle at his hand like a man across the street and shook it. Then he hit the cap and sniffed and poured a cup of praise. "It smells good. Did you arrange it?"
"I asked Svein to arrange for us to be good friends." The silver mask man’s light tone makes people feel a little like a spring breeze. He put a piece of beef in his hand and put it in his mouth to chew for a while. He pointed to the plate in front of Vladimir and said, "Want some beef? Great. "
"Thank you." Frakilmi thanked him again. He hit the lid of the meal and looked at the beef inside and laughed.
Almost half-baked steak is still bloodshot, and it is foreseeable that blood will gush out when you cut it.
perfect
"Thank you." This time, he sincerely thanked him. The steak was very appetizing to him.
"Well, I take the liberty to ask, do you have any advice for me?" He raised his knife and fork as if he finally thought of something and asked
"Well, I watched your game today, and I appreciate you very much." Blind Jack forked another piece of meat and slowly bit it and said, "Your style is very …"
He swallowed a mouthful of beef and said with a sigh, "Great."
"Thank you" Vladimir is a little confused. He is not too white. What does it mean that a man suddenly comes to see himself today?
If I remember correctly, he and Svein should be sworn enemies, right?
And according to the two king eggs, this guy is probably the one who almost killed himself … That Chen Senran?