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Originally, they had never met each other before. However, he had taken care of her daughter with so much care. With just this thought alone, she had no choice but to say thanks.

After dinner, when the two children were especially excited, the girl took Josef out to play.

Little Wan wanted to go as well, but she found that she was unable to assimilate into the child's world. She also stayed as Kai Er had instructed many others to protect her.

She needed to organize her thoughts. She shouldn't have anything to do with the underworld.

"Joseph, I like this place, and I like your birthday present. The next time you have your birthday, I'll also give you the best birthday present. What do you want?"

she asked Joseph when she came back from her wild outing.

"Qing Er, why didn't you call me big brother?"

Joseph looked at Qing Er's bright red face and asked curiously.

"I have a brother, and you're not my brother."

"Don't you want my father to marry your mother?"

Joseph looked at Qing Er expectantly.

"No, I want my own dad. Mommy, I can share it with you, but I still want my dad."

Qing'er looked at Kyle and answered seriously.

Uncle Kyle was fine, but that wasn't his father.

Her eyes were black, but Uncle Kyle's were blue. Blue eyes should be blue, so she didn't want them.

"Qing Er, will you stay here forever?"

Joseph did not look surprised or disappointed. He just took Qing Er's hand and asked.

"No, I still want England to see the Prince."

Qing'er looked at Joseph, tilted her head and said.

"Prince? The British royal family? "

Although Joseph was young, he was very familiar with these things.

"No, why do you ask the same question as Mommy? The Prince is my Prince, it has nothing to do with what you said."

Qing'er said unhappily.

"Your prince? What's his name, how old is he? "Where do you live?"

"Uncle Blue Eyes and Aunt Niall called him Lance. I can't remember. He should be hundreds of years old …"

Qing'er tilted her head, seriously thinking, in truth she wasn't sure, but the prince should be very old already.

"Several hundred years old, Qing'er. It's impossible for a person to live for several hundred years. Even if they did, it would be very ugly. How could they be princes?"

Joseph laughed.

It was the first time he had laughed since they had met.

"Your smile is very beautiful, if only the prince also laughed."

Looking at Joseph, Qing'er thought of Lance's furious expression.

"He doesn't laugh?"

A picture flashed through Joseph's mind, then was thrown aside, and he found himself wondering what Qing'er was talking about.

"He was very fierce and said he wanted to eat me."

Qing'er made a threatening face with Lance's bared teeth.

"This is …"

Joseph was even more confused and did not understand what this meant.

"He bared his fangs and said he wanted to eat me, but I knew he wouldn't. Aunt Niall also had fangs, but she never said she wanted to eat me. Mummy said Auntie Niall was …"

Joseph blankly stared at Qing Er. Seeing that her small hands were gesturing nonstop, his mouth kept saying nonstop. It was as if he became even more confused.

He seemed to have seen something similar with his fangs, but it wasn't a human …

"Qing Er, is that person you're talking about human?"

"Of course she is, she is someone stronger than us. If we can call Aunt Ni`er now, she will appear right away, and she can also immediately take me to see the Prince. Sigh, today is my birthday, if only the Prince is here."

Qing'er suddenly sighed. She didn't look like a three year old child at all.

"Qing Er, I remember now. Are you talking about vampires?"

A light suddenly flashed in Joseph's mind as he cried out.

"It doesn't sound good. They're humans, not ghosts. Auntie Neal said they're Strigoi."

Qing Er said unhappily.

"So that's how it is. Qing'er, you can't be with them. They'll suck blood."

Joseph said nervously.

"No, no."

Qing'er pouted unhappily.

"Qing Er, come with me. It is very dangerous for you to be with them. If they bully you, you must protect yourself."

Joseph said, taking Qing'er's hand and walking out.

"What is it? Josef, you hurt my hand. "

Qing Er's face scrunched up.

"Sorry, Qing Er, you need a weapon. Otherwise, you'll be in danger."

Joseph did not loosen his grip on his wrist.

"That won't happen, Aunty Nell. They will protect me, and …"

Qing'er was panting heavily from the running. She was at a loss for words.

"Shh, don't speak, come with me …"

As he ran out of the house, Joseph slowed his pace and whispered.

Seeing how nervous Joseph was, Qing'er's curiosity was piqued. She didn't need a cat at all, but she still followed Joseph's example and walked away.

"Come, this is the warehouse. There are a lot of weapons inside. I want to choose one that you can use."

Joseph whispered as he brought Qing Er to a large house.

Qing'er saw that Joseph had skillfully opened the door and lightly pushed it open, indicating for her to enter.

She went in without thinking, but there was nothing to be seen in the darkness.

Joseph came in, too, and the door closed behind them.

"Smell it, Josef. Turn on the light."

"No, Father would be very angry if he knew."

Joseph walked in, holding Qing'er's small hand.

"Then how do we look? It's pitch black, what can we see?"

Qing'er's small hands were groping in the darkness, empty, as if there was nothing there.

"Come with me, I know this place, and I have light."

He took out the fluorescent stick they had been playing with outside.

"Ah, what's in this box?"

With the help of the light from the fluorescent stick, Qing'er curiously ran in front of the rows of boxes.

"Qing'Er, don't move. It's full of weapons and it's very dangerous. Follow me."

Josef held her hand tight, refusing to let her come forward. These were heavy weapons that Qing'er could not hold, and what he wanted to hold was a small, toy-like weapon.

Qing followed Joseph to the basement, floor after floor, and finally stopped.

"There are many treasures here that father gave to me."

Joseph finally turned on the light. It was a collection room.

"I'll use this one. This is what I used to play with when I was young."

Joseph took out a pendant, a cruciform, from a row of exhibits.

"Qing'er, this is for you. This is a mini handgun that can fire bullets from a short distance. As long as you press Jesus, the bullets will be fired."

Joseph removed the necklace from his neck, skillfully put the pendant on, and then placed it around Qing'er's neck.

"Spear? I don't want it. "

Qing'er shook her head. The gun was dangerous, she knew that.

"You need it. If vampires try to bite you, you can use this against them."

Joseph insisted, pressing the necklace with both hands to keep her from taking it off.

"They won't, Josef. Are these toys or real guns?"

Qing'er said as she picked up a toy car.

"Don't move, it's dangerous."

Joseph called out, but the sun had already turned the clockwork, and in Joseph's cry of alarm, a small ball of flame burst out of the toy wash.

"Ahhh!"

Qing'er called out but didn't throw it away. Instead, she picked up something else. Sounds kept coming out from the room.

"Qing Er, don't move recklessly. It's dangerous."

Joseph cried out, trying to stop his, but he, as if addicted to the game, circled around her, picking up various pistols and pulling them curiously.

Qing'er had a lot of fun. So guns could be played this way.

"Qing Er, don't, don't move …"

He was wrong. He should have known that Qing Er would not listen to him.

Joseph was frightened as he watched the bullets fly around the room. However, he was unable to catch Qing Er no matter how hard he tried. Her small body was too slippery.

"Hurry up and leave …"

Joseph suddenly heard a strange 'tick' sound. He froze for half a second and then shouted in fear.

Although this was a forbidden area, just in case, all the rooms had explosive devices installed. Qing'er, a genius, somehow activated the bomb. If she didn't run now, it would be too late.

"Qing Er, quickly leave. You activated the detonation device."

Joseph no longer cared what happens after his father finds out. He only knows that if he doesn't go out now, they will all die.

Qing'er was stunned. She had finally seen the numbers on the roof, but she wasn't sure yet.

Joseph saw Qing'er in a daze, picked her up and ran out.

Two children, half grown, holding her in their arms, Joseph could not run fast enough.

The two of them had only run a few steps when they heard a loud noise. Joseph, who was carrying Qing Er, threw herself at the door, tightly protecting Qing Er behind him.

The door was closed, but the heat knocked Joseph unconscious.

When Kyle arrived, he saw two unconscious children.

Fortunately, Qing'er was fine, but Joseph's back was badly burned, so he was afraid that the pain he was going to suffer this time around would be even worse than the last time he was tied up.

Because it was Qing'er who caused this disaster, Wan'er didn't dare to say that she was leaving anymore. Every day, she would dutifully take care of Joseph who was lying on the bed.

"Mommy, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Qing had been crying at Joseph's bedside for several days.

She didn't know how dangerous it was. She just thought it was fun.

"Mommy didn't blame you. Qing'er, be good and stop crying."

Wan saw her daughter crying and felt heartache. Luckily, the room was a private storage room, completely isolated from the ammunition depots outside.

If the detonator was outside, the entire island would be in an uproar. Thinking of this, Little Wan wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"Yeah, Qing'er, don't cry. It doesn't hurt at all."

Joseph who was lying on the bed comforted Qing'er.

Joseph was only able to sleep on his back for almost half a month.

His back felt like it had been skinned, as it was completely burned. If it weren't for the fact that he protected Qing Er, she would probably be like that too.

Because of this, Wan'er was very grateful to the little boy.

Although he was just a child, his character had already proven itself.

Kyle said nothing during the days that Wan took care of Joseph.

It was Joseph's ninth birthday. The scab on his back had fallen off, and now it was a red patch which looked very frightening.

There was no special gift for her birthday, so Wan drew her own picture, embroidering a pair of Kyle and Joseph's embroidery as a birthday present.

Joseph, I didn't think of any birthday present for you, wuu..." "Why don't you tell me what kind of gift you want?

Qing'er looked at Joseph with a wronged expression.

The gifts she thought of were all very ordinary. She couldn't afford to buy them when they were all given away at too high a price.

"Qing Er, it's good that you're here to accompany me. You don't have to give me a birthday present."

It was the first birthday Joseph had remembered since he was born.

In the past, his father never mentioned his birthday, and he didn't dare to say it himself. Now that he had such a birthday, it could be said that he was basking in the light of Qing Er's beauty.

"No, on Qing'er's birthday, you always send her a present. Mommy said that Qing'er will definitely give you a birthday present."

Qing'er pouted at Joseph.

"Then, take a look yourself. Just give me whatever you think is convenient."

Joseph coaxed.

"No! That would seem to be lacking in sincerity. Just tell me, what are you thinking?"

In front of so many people, Qing'er said embarrassedly.

"Qing'er, are you willing to be my eternal princess? This is my birthday wish, can you help me fulfill it? "

Joseph looked at his father's encouraging eyes and boldly said to Qing Er.

Qing'er was only three years old. She didn't even understand what he meant. Even Joseph himself didn't understand, but her father's teachings shouldn't be wrong.

"What is the eternal princess?"

As she was worrying, thinking about how to help her daughter, she heard Qing Er reply.