"Do you help me? Do you want me to help you survive, let you escape from this island, escape from this continent, or escape from this world!"

Virgil's eyes widened and then became silent.

He really hasn't resisted now.

That kind of despair and fear is too depressing.

Anyone who knows that there is such a high mountain in front of him will think like this.

In front of Ritchie, he was an ant, and the other party was the unattainable mountain.

How dare he fight against the other party?

But Virgil sensed that Dean's eyes fell on him were a little cold.

He immediately understood that the answer Dean wanted to hear was not this.

However, what else can he do?

Knowing that he is a vampire's child has already caused his world to collapse. Are you still going to fight against that irresistible existence now?

Is he possible?

The other party can drown him if he spits on his face!

He covered his head with a collapse, "What do you want me to do? I can't fight him, I can't do it!"

Virgil felt he was broken.

Dean stood up and slowly walked to Virgil step by step, "Virgil, are you really that?"

Virgil was kneeling on the ground at this time, and he noticed Dean's approaching and raised his head.

The moment he heard Dean's words, he seemed to see the light behind the other party.

Just like his very delicate and perfect face, he looked so beautiful that he could not stand out!

Virgil even thought for a moment, would Addison Ritchie be better than the person in front of him?

When he thought of this, he had no answer.

Addison Ricci, the old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, must be extremely powerful.

But what about Dean?

No, he shouldn't think so at this time.

"No. I have been pinched by fate, my life is a joke. The demon has bound my heart, making me unable to struggle in the mud and completely fall into the abyss. Prince Dean, I can no longer resist!"

From Dean, he had known that over the years, the people around him had more or less entered, and they had Addison Ritchie in them.

What is him?

It's a chess piece.

All beings are chess pieces, and the world of 2 is regarded as a chessboard by Ricci.

He, Virgil Tommy, is just the other party's pawn!

His life, even before he knew all this, his thoughts had been corrupted by the other party.

This is really terrible!

He is not allowed to be afraid!

Virgil lowered his head in tears and crawled at Dean's feet, as if he was praying for the blessing of the gods.

"I, I can't fight him. I really can't. Teach me what I want to do?"

Dean put his hand on his head and he looked up. If he hadn't seen his cold and ruthless face, Virgil might have felt that the other party was comforting him.

"Virgil Tommy, then haven't you ever thought about jumping out of this board?"

Virgil was stunned. Of course he thought, but... he didn't dare to think about it!

Not all ants want to shake the tree without overestimating their abilities!

Dean's voice was extremely light and cold, "Virgil, I understand you very much. Anyone who knows everything about him is under the palm of others from beginning to end will not want to resist like you. However, you still want to give birth, don't you?"

Of course Virgil wants to be alive!

Even though he went deep into the hinterland of the blood clan and wanted to kill the Blood King, he did not think about dying from beginning to end.

People want to live a secret life.

Especially when he knew that everything before was false, he wanted to truly survive for himself once.

"So, Virgil, believe in yourself, you can." After saying that, Dean waved his hand, and Virgil felt a darkness in front of him.

By the time he realized it again, he had already returned to his room!

This room is very far from Dean!

After all, Virgil's identity is very low on the spacecraft.

However, the other party waved his hand and let him return here.

Virgil once again realized Dean's unfathomableness.

His heartbeats very fast, because of fear and various emotions.

Sweat was falling from his forehead. He did not sit on the bed, but walked around in his small room.

What exactly does the words he was thinking about?

He didn't think the other party was just telling him about his life experience.

What do you want to do, Dean?

Do you believe he can change?

Or do you want to treat his struggle as a play to achieve the purpose of pleasing him?

Virgil felt the latter seemed unlikely.

Although he hadn't been in contact for a long time, he always felt that Dean would not be such a bad person.

"So, Virgil, what exactly do you do? Just let that demon devour himself?"

Virgil sat on the bed and asked himself, what should he do?

It was just sent to him, and he gave it to him as his father wanted and swallowed it.

Or should we resist?

Virgil covered his face and cried in a broken mood.

He has no choice!

How terrible it would be to almost destroy the entire continent if a person almost destroyed the people of the continent tens of thousands of years ago.

No!

The other party is no longer human!

He is already a monster!

He has lived for tens of thousands of years. Can he really defeat him?

Virgil felt that there was no hope at all.

Then why, Dean wants to tell him the story.

"Why!" Dean buried his head in the quilt and roared!

For a moment, Virgil began to complain about Dean.

Sometimes, knowing too much will not be happiness.

At least if he didn't know, at the last moment, he would think that he was devoting himself to the light!

When he knew about it, he wished he had never been here before.

However, he understood that if everything Dean said was true, Addison Ritchie was the manipulator behind the scenes.

Then no matter what, he could not escape the ending of being swallowed by the other party in the depths of the blood clan.

“This is really bad!”

No one wants to be regarded as a pawn, and no one can accept everything they have experienced. It is just a lie, a huge lie!

Virgil's face was still there, but there was a fire in his eyes.

*

"Virgil, how did I find you unhappy?"

Hearing Barbara's words, Virgil forced to smile.

They were eating at the restaurant on the spaceship. He and Barbara were familiar with each other and brought it by the same baron, so they sat at a table.

As for Baron Locke who brought them, naturally, he was with the Baron Viscounts he knew, and no one cared about them.

Virgil didn't say anything, and Barbara didn't ask him any more.
To be continued...