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"And another thing……"

Kraven curled his lips downward: "Since the person you brought back is a member of our Vampire Clan, he must also contribute to the Vampire Clan."

Seeing him set his sights on Locke Galahad, Serena, who had originally stopped, turned around with a "whoosh" and quickly rushed in front of him, glaring at him fiercely:

"Kraven, what do you mean by that? I advise you to stop targeting him, or I wouldn't mind shoving my gun barrel into your mouth."

"Hmph, it means nothing."

Facing her cold gaze, Kraven said without fear:

"I just want to assign him some work so he can integrate into this big Vampire family faster."

Hearing this, Serena snorted coldly, feeling disgusted by his hypocritical and pretentious appearance:

"You don't need to worry about these things. He is my person, I have my own arrangements, and it's not your place to make decisions for me here."

After speaking, she didn't stay any longer, turning into a blur as she dashed out of the conference room.

Watching her departing back, a sinister grin couldn't help but appear on Kraven's face.

"You want to protect him? Can you really do it?"

Then he also left the conference room, walked straight out of the castle, and headed toward the meeting place agreed upon with Lucien.

At this moment, he had only two goals.

These two goals were to agree with Lucien on how to cooperate to kill Emilia, and incidentally, to kill that pretty boy Locke Galahad.

In the room,

Locke Galahad had already taken out the bulletproof suit and put it on.

It wasn't just the suit, but also a tie, and a pair of pitch-black leather shoes.

The surface of the leather shoes still had obvious barbed scales, which indeed matched the system's description that they were made from the skin of an extraordinary creature.

Standing in front of the mirror, Locke Galahad turned around twice, examined himself carefully,

and then pinched his own cheeks:

"Hmm, I didn't expect my physique in this life to still be so upright. Michael's face is also quite handsome, but... I still prefer my own face."

Locke Galahad was 1.92 meters tall with a straight physique.

In the black suit, his aura instantly changed from that of a slightly handsome passerby on the street to that of an elegant British royal aristocrat.

Or one could call him American old money.

It really gave people the feeling of an upper-class person who could only be cultivated by a family with a heritage of hundreds of years.

"This clothing is truly full of magic."

The suit and leather shoes were like they were custom-made.

When he first got them, he felt they were a bit big, but after putting them on, they immediately became a perfect fit.

The feeling of wearing them was a bit cold and chilly,

as if he were wrapped by some creature with a cold nature.

Not only that,

this suit seemed to have a life of its own. Locke Galahad had a vague, uneasy feeling,

that if he wore it for too long, the suit would firmly stick to his skin and become impossible to remove.

"Ew..."

Thinking of this, Locke Galahad couldn't help but shiver, then hurriedly returned the suit to the system's Personal Space.

"I'd better not take this thing out to wear unless necessary; it doesn't feel very auspicious."

After all, he hadn't forgotten the warning: "Wearing it for too long will attract the attention of a certain special existence."

Just by feeling it on his body, Locke Galahad knew that the extraordinary creature who made this suit definitely didn't have good intentions.

"Fu*k... could this thing be something that extraordinary creature threw out on purpose to fish for prey?"

Locke Galahad thought about it carefully and felt it was very possible.

After all, this was an American horror scenario; he couldn't even imagine how evil the villains could be.

For these extraordinary creatures, or rather the evil extraordinary creatures, whatever they wanted to do was entirely based on their own will.

The only upside was that the defense of this clothing was truly top-tier.

He had just tested it,

even if he pressed the muzzle against the clothes and fired at close range, he couldn't shoot through the suit.

Instead, the bullet was flattened directly by the powerful thrust and resistance.

Not only that,

when Locke Galahad moved the muzzle away, the clothes remained brand new, completely undamaged.

The only point to note when using this clothing is not to wear it for long periods; it's fine to take it out to block damage in a crisis.

"It seems like it could also be used to ambush people."

Locke Galahad suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of an alternative way to use this suit.

Just as he was about to expand on this idea,

with a clang, the door was pushed open.

What came into view was a woman with long golden hair, whose face was also exceptional, carrying a hint of temptation,

The person who arrived was naturally Erica.

Locke Galahad felt that her face gave him a sense of familiarity yet strangeness.

It was as if, although he hadn't seen her in this life, he could clearly remember her name.

"Erica?"

Locke Galahad called out tentatively,

because the Erica in front of him was slightly different from the one in the movie—she was more beautiful—so he wasn't quite sure.

"How do you know me?" Erica crossed her arms, leaned against the door frame, and stared at him, her eyes full of vigilance and hostility.

Locke Galahad's brain moved quickly, pushing everything onto the departed Serena.

"Hmm... Serena just told me that you are her best friend and that I can come to you if I need anything."

"Is that so?" Erica was skeptical.

Locke Galahad hurriedly nodded: "Is there something you need by coming at this time?"

Seeing Erica visit late at night, Locke Galahad suddenly remembered that in the movie, she had once tried to seduce Michael.

"So, could she be wanting to use that trick on me too? Then what should I do?

Go with the flow, and then turn her into my Star Slave?"

"Uh..."

Erica paused for a second, then raised a small fist and pursed her lips:

"It wasn't Serena who asked me to come and help you check your body; you think I really want to see you?"

With Serena there before, she hadn't examined Locke Galahad carefully.

Now, looking closely, she realized that not only was Locke Galahad's physique superior to Kraven's, but his looks were as well.

"No wonder Serena fell for him in such a short time."

She somewhat understood Serena now.

Meanwhile, Locke Galahad remained calm, but in reality, his heart was already rippling, and he began to struggle.

"She really did come for me, but the Star Slave Contract can only bind one person right now; I can't waste this opportunity on her."

The Star Slave Contract can currently only bind one person, and it requires that the other party's strength cannot be greater than his own.

However, this active skill seems to be upgradable;

after upgrading, the number of contracts will increase.

Each level up will increase the contract quota by at least one.

Erica didn't give him time to react, and then actively pressed herself against him.

"Hey, wait a second, there's really nothing wrong with my body."

Locke Galahad stretched out his hands, wanting to block her, but unexpectedly, Erica seemed as if she was bewitched by something, pressing straight against him, not caring at all about the hands he had in front of him.

"Oh no!"

Before he could react, Locke Galahad only felt some object strike directly into the palm of his hand.

Making him unable to resist gently gripping it twice with his ten fingers.

Locke Galahad could swear he absolutely didn't do it on purpose just now. Just when he thought Erica was going to be angry with him,

unexpectedly, the expected scolding didn't appear.

Instead, Erica's pair of soft hands began to wander over his body,

and as time passed, the places her hands touched moved lower and lower, and her breathing became increasingly hot.

This didn't look like she was giving him a check-up at all;

it was more like she was seducing him... into starting a round.