The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Lucius reached out and caught his falling body.

The little nobleman in my arms was so fragile, as if he would break at the slightest touch.

Finally, he cursed under his breath, picked up the troublesome creature, and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

Wen Yubai opened his eyes and found that he could still breathe.

"188, what happened? I'm not dead?"

188 smiled bitterly.

[Haha, you didn't expect that, did you? The male lead was using a tranquilizer gun.]

Wen Yubai: ...

The bad news is that he didn't die; the good news is that he was locked up again.

Wen Yubai breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the male protagonist Lucius did not show him any special treatment.

It seems more like the other party has finally caught a vampire who has a close relationship with the Grand Duke, so they've kept him around to try and uncover the vampires' movements or secrets.

In the past few days, he has been supplied with refrigerated blood plasma, the amount of which is just enough to keep him sane, but not enough to satisfy his hunger.

A faint thirst lingered in Wen Yubai's heart.

Whenever he closed his eyes, Cedric's blood would surge uncontrollably.

Like an alcoholic, suffering from an alcohol addiction.

Damn.

He desperately wanted to end the world.

So, during Lucius's next interrogation, he deliberately acted nonchalant and uncooperative.

Trying to provoke this blood hunter who hates vampires.

"I am, after all, a dignified earl. Are you trying to start a war by imprisoning a nobleman without authorization?"

Wen Yubai leaned back lazily in his chair, his chin still held high despite his wrists being bound, maintaining that touch of aristocratic arrogance.

Lucius ignored him, holding his pen and writing something on the document, and continued to ask questions:

"Are you close to Duke Klaus?"

"What's it to you?"

"Did you escape from Klaus Castle because of Duke Klaus? Did you offend him?"

Wen Yubai scoffed and turned his face away.

"I was just bored. Why are the Blood Hunters so interested in the Grand Duke's affairs?"

I'm not going to tell you.

Lucius tried various methods to guide the questioning, but the answers he received were not satisfactory.

The only thing known is that the relationship between Damian and Duke Claus was indeed strange.

According to the files he retrieved, Earl White was of mixed race and was not well-liked in aristocratic circles, remaining marginalized for many years.

However, since Damian escaped the castle, reports from the organization's spies indicate that Duke Klaus has sent his men to search for something.

It's most likely Damian.

Strange, how could a marginal nobleman cause the usually composed Duke Claus to go to such lengths?

Lucius closed the folder, ending today's interrogation.

Just as he stepped out of the makeshift interrogation room, he bumped into Ivy, who was rushing back to the safe house.

Ivy had some blood on her body, clearly indicating that she had just been in a fierce battle.

As soon as she escaped the Grand Duke's pursuers, she rushed back, only to learn that Damian had been imprisoned by Lucius.

She hadn't expected the organization to send Lucius, the hunting captain known for his brutal killings of vampires, to meet her.

At that moment, she was relieved that at least the other party hadn't killed Damian with a single shot.

Ivy took a deep breath and reached out her hand.

Give me the key.

Lucius paused, "Hmm?"

"Damian is not a criminal. He has not harmed any human beings. You have no right to illegally detain a nobleman."

"He is a vampire, and that is his greatest original sin."

Lucius's voice was completely flat.

Ivy refused to back down. "I infiltrated the Grand Duke's mansion, risking my life to provide intelligence. The organization promised to grant me one condition: I want to take him with me!"

"Miss Ivy, wake up! You didn't report to your superiors, and you brought out a nobleman. At this sensitive time, do you want to provoke conflict?"

"He's completely irrelevant!"

"I'm sorry, but given his relationship with Duke Klaus, I can't let him go with you."

Ivy argued, "He has nothing to do with Duke Klaus! Besides, he doesn't know any of the vampire secrets, so keeping him around is useless to you."

Lucius remained unmoved.

Ivy's eyes turned cold, and she turned sideways, trying to break open the interrogation room door.

Lucius raised his hand to block her.

"Get out of my way. You are not my superior and have no right to interfere with my actions."

Lucius calmly took out a document.

"Effective today, I am being transferred to the Intelligence Department, where I will be responsible for the overall coordination and command of all vampire undercover operations. Ivy, I am your current superior."

Ivy's body stiffened.

Lucius put away his identification, his gaze calm.

"Now, I want to hear everything you know about Damian's detailed report."

-

Ivy once greatly admired Lucius; he was efficient and decisive, and never failed in his missions.

But now, she only feels resentment towards Lucius.

Lucius wouldn't even let her see the young count!

She could only steal a few glances from the monitoring room, watching him grow paler day by day, and her heart ached terribly.

And then there's that mad dog, the Grand Duke, who secretly destroyed several safe houses and is closing in step by step.

Ivy suggested that she take Damian to another place, but Lucius ordered her to attract the Grand Duke's attention instead.

He was responsible for transferring Damian and continuing the interrogation of the young count.

She clearly stated that Damian knew nothing about any core secrets; he was just an innocent victim who had been targeted by the Grand Duke.

But Lucius didn't believe it; he wanted to confirm it for himself.

So he changed his approach during the subsequent interrogation.

"What did Cedric do to you?"

Wen Yubai lifted her eyelids and asked weakly, "Which one are you referring to?"

"For example, Duke Klaus imprisoned you?"

Lucius stepped forward, placing his hand on the back of the chair in a condescending and oppressive posture.

Why did he choose you?

"You'll have to ask him about that."

"How did you get these marks on your body, these bite marks, the red marks on your neck?"

Wen Yubai gave a sarcastic smile. "You know perfectly well what I'm asking."

This attitude of complete resistance and refusal to cooperate made Lucius feel a little irritated.

He didn't want to use stronger methods, but these vampires were simply too...

They're so uncooperative.

A prepared dose of hypnotic medicine was given to Wen Yubai.

Given Wen Yubai's current state, Lucius's mental strength easily broke through his psychological defenses with almost no effort.

"He just locked me up, and then... he... pinned me down..."

Lucius gradually guided Wen Yubai to reveal what Duke Klaus had done to him.

As he listened to those intimate descriptions, certain images inappropriately surfaced in his mind.

He remained outwardly calm, but his tense body betrayed the turmoil within him.

Lucius forced himself to listen to all the details, omitting the unspeakable parts and simply noting down the conclusions.

Indeed, Ivy wasn't lying; this nobleman knew nothing.

Moreover, what he experienced was entirely Klaus's one-sided control and plunder.

Vampires are indeed a bunch of hopeless beasts, not even sparing their own kind.

After the hypnosis ended, Wen Yubai woke up with a splitting headache.

He couldn't help but curl up and groan in pain.

A fleeting look of regret and reluctance flashed across Lucius's eyes.

The aftereffects of forced hypnosis will continue to torment him for about a week.

Moreover, Wen Yubai already suffered from insufficient blood supply and was physically weak, making this a double torture, both physically and psychologically.

The young man's face was as pale as paper, his forehead was soaked with cold sweat, and his body trembled with pain.

His eyes, which were usually arrogant or sarcastic, were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes were wet.

Lucius watched silently, toying with a dagger in his hand.

A flash of cold light left a shallow cut on my palm.

Lucius expressionlessly took a glass and let the crimson blood flow into it.

Then, he placed it in front of Wen Yubai, reached out, and lifted his chin.

"drink."

The command was brief and abrupt.

The moment his lips touched the fresh blood, Wen Yubai's instincts overwhelmed everything, and he greedily swallowed it.

The glass of blood was quickly emptied.

Wen Yubai opened her eyes groggily and subconsciously grabbed the hand holding the cup.

He lowered his head, and his fangs pierced the skin of his opponent's wrist.

Lucius, for reasons unknown, did not stop them.

This was the first time he had been sucked blood.

I've never been touched like this before.

A strange, slightly tingling numbness spread from my wrist to my arm, chest, abdomen, and heart...

But more than the feeling of being bitten, he was drawn to the way the young man swallowed.

He stared intently, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

I couldn't help myself.