Chapter 1527: Chapter 467: A Seductive Trap, The Beautiful Countess Chapter 1527: Chapter 467: A Seductive Trap, The Beautiful Countess Black Crow Fort was holding a sumptuous ball, entirely lacking the sense of urgency of an S-level plot.
The gender relations of the Altranc civilization era seed more uninhibited than the modern day; in the garden, everywhere one could see n and won entwined in ambiguous, jovial conversation.
Just then, a young maid with pink hair ca over with a tray, gently smiling, “Sir, would you like a drink?”
“Thank you~”
Leonard Churchill thanked the maid and naturally picked up a glass of wine, then nonchalantly raised his glass to salute the beautiful lady in the high window.
The mont he stepped into the ball, he completely blended into the environnt.
In that instant, as their gazes t across the space, his eyes unabashedly revealed his admiration for beauty, as well as the naked desire that matched the era.
Countess Mister, who was lazily leaning by the window, of course, saw it too, her enchanting eyes hiding a hint of brightness as she smiled faintly.
It seed as if she too had spotted this distinguished young noble among the crowd at first glance.
Beside him, Serli and a few others had not fully adapted to their new roles, but seeing Leonard Churchill with his glass, they also picked up glasses of wine, trying to appear calm and composed.
Yet they still couldn’t shake off the mindset of Adventurers.
Enlightennt had already hinted at the mission, and what filled their minds was the need to find the missing population.
Leonard Churchill had no intention of following the plot step by step to explore.
Knowing that there were many Vampires within the castle, it was obvious that those missing people most likely beca fodder.
Oh, there was another aspect.
The Crimson Sect also had an old tradition, which was various bloodthirsty sacrifices.
If the number of missing people was large, it might not just be simple nourishnt but sacrifices.
Although Leonard Churchill didn’t know where the source of the castle’s Vampires was, the Stele he saw was most likely the Lord of Crimson.
Upon encountering a familiar Outer God, Leonard Churchill instantly had a plan in mind.
…
Not just the Landon Family squad, but other trial participants were also using their clumsy disguises to investigate the surroundings.
So were striking up conversations with Non-Player Characters, so were sneaking into various parts of the castle…
Serli was observing the surroundings and had no clues. He glanced at Leonard Churchill, who looked unruffled, and asked, “Allen, do you have any ideas about that plot mission?”
Now there was no aning in staying as a team, and Leonard Churchill had no plans to involve these few teammates.
Upon hearing this, he shrugged and casually said, “My plan… is to look around first.”
This trial had brought in many deeply hidden figures; he didn’t believe this S-level plot couldn’t be solved.
As long as he didn’t actively engage with the mission plot, there was still a chance of surviving.
“Ah?”
The expressions of his teammates were sowhat strange.
As if not doing sothing right away would imdiately lead to their demise in this S-level plot.
Leonard Churchill knew it wasn’t that urgent and that one didn’t need to prepare for death when it arrived.
He didn’t want to explain further and, holding his wine glass, made his way through the garden toward the master’s residence of the castle.
Walking all the way, light on his feet, stepping rhythmically to the tune of the dance music, he presented the image of a dashing young noble.
Serli and his teammates exchanged glances, rembering their previous conversation.
But they couldn’t relax in this kind of environnt and, after thinking it over, decided to split up and look for clues.
And after everyone had left, the gaze of the nun Jessica shifted from clear to profound, as if the soul of a girl had been replaced by an ancient Soul that had lived for centuries.
She looked at the surrounding environnt and murmured, “The Sun Wheel, huh…”
…
A re handso appearance has never been a scarce resource in the true eyes of nobility.
Just like those maids in the manor, if Countess Mister wished, she could find a group of girls with good figures and looks.
But Leonard Churchill had a thorough understanding of human nature; what truly attracted a person of a certain caliber was, in addition to appearance, an interesting Soul and persona.
Especially for a Vampire.
A youth who was suave, had an interesting soul, and was still a virgin—a noble young man—there was no persona more attractive than this.
Both the appearance and the pure blood were favorites of Vampires.
But an interesting soul can’t be feigned; a pretense of profundity is easily seen through by a Vampire who has lived for who knows how many centuries.
And Leonard Churchill was genuinely interesting.
This was also why, the mont he caught a glimpse of Countess Mister’s languid expression, he imdiately guessed that the lady was not particularly satisfied with her prey for the night.
But, as it happened, she encountered Leonard Churchill.
Instead of following plot hints to find those side stories, he thought it was better to make direct contact with the ultimate boss.
And now was not yet the ti for fighting; seduction was a good strategy.
…
As Leonard Churchill held his wine glass, the mont he walked from the garden into the ballroom’s entrance, his gaze suddenly beca alluring.
With a casual touch, he applied so hair oil and swept it over his head, transforming his modest bowl haircut into a slicked-back look, instantly cutting as sharp as a blade’s edge, and his aura dramatically changed.
Now, the image of a roguishly handso and dashing noble appeared.
As he walked by, he occasionally t eyes with the lovely ladies of the ball, inciting a series of flirtatious and suggestive chuckles.
Leonard Churchill’s lips curled into a smile, yet he did not pause, walking through the hall and arriving at a wooden door guarded by two fully ard Knights.
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