Chapter 36 The Earl of Bastards

"Can you tell me a little bit about how you and Klopp met? I'm just curious."
Amos asked gently.
"I... bought it from a slave trader, sir."
I certainly won't forget that day, and I told Amos all about it.
Hearing what I said, Amos went from disbelief to a final sigh of relief.
Nearly two hours later, Mud walked into the restaurant.
"Mr. Duke, Klopp and Ike have arrived and are now bathing, please wait."
Mud bowed to Amos and said.
"Did that old guy Taz show up?"
Amos spoke of Duke Tazwith a look of anger on his face.
"Not really, even Mireya didn't show up."
Mud replied.
"If he dares to stop me, I'll lift his lair."
Amos rolled his eyes in disdain.
I was stunned, the status of the noble duke would actually say such words?
Mud left the restaurant.
Soon, he came in with Klopp and Ike.
"Jenny!"
"Sir!"
When I saw Klopp again, I stood up and ran towards him, thinking I might never see him again.
It was the moment I held Klopp, his warm body, and the powerful sound of his heartbeat that reassured me.
He hugged me tightly and left a tender kiss on my forehead.
"Klopp, it's not very nice to do that in front of me, is it?"
Amos' voice came from behind.
I then realized I had just been rude and hurriedly let go of my hand.
"Duke Amos, I'm grateful that you helped me."
Klopp bowed to Amos in thanks.
"No thanks, I can still do this little thing. But, man, you know I've always been at odds with that old man Taz, and you didn't even tell me that he asked my father to cut your knighthood? Do you think I'm even more useless than that old man?"
Amos walked up to Klopp and started whining.
"It is true that I have repeatedly rejected Mireya and made Duke Taz feel humiliated, and cutting my title would allow him to save a little face."
Klopp replied with a smile, not caring at all about the title of Count.
"Are you kidding me? I gave you your count title, and you actually let him cut it? If it weren't for the fact that you're my buddy, I'd want to cut your head off right now."
Amos said with an angry and arrogant look.
"It was my fault, and I apologize."
Klopp bowed to Amos once more.
"I can't stand you, starting tomorrow, get your ass back to Earl's Manor and don't let me see that bastard Phil hitting on you all day, of course, I mean he's trying to get you killed."
Amos had begun to burst into song.
I began to wonder if the noble and haughty duke I just saw was a blur.
"Yes, Mr. Duke."
Klopp still wears a smile.
"Well, it's been a long time since I've dined with you, so stay with me today and celebrate the return of my bastard Earl."
Amos reached around Klopp's neck and dragged him toward the table, almost like a hoodlum picking up girls on the street.
Mud brought two glasses of wine and the two began to chat and laugh.
Ike sat next to me and looked at the two men and couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't you see Mr. Duke is very ducal posture in front of others, but to Mr., he is simply like..."
"I understand."
I said interrupting Ike, who laughed and ate the food on the table.
Amos was in a good mood and pulled Klopp to drink non-stop.
Mud also kept bringing wine to the table, and I started to worry that Klopp would get drunk.
"Klopp, your pet is not only special, it's beautiful and great."
Amos had a little too much to drink and tapped Klopp on the shoulder.
Klopp's face also flushed a bit, just smiled and did not reply.
It wasn't until Amos leaned back in his chair with his head bowed, completely asleep, that Mudd sent the maid over to take him back to his room.
Klopp was still able to walk, but was also a bit unsteady in his weight.
Ike and I hurried over to help him up, and the maid guarding the door took us to the room.
Ike's room was next to ours, and I helped Klopp over to the bed and sat down.
Klopp lies down on his bed and sleeps quietly with his eyes closed.
He wouldn't say a word when he was drunk.
There was only one bed in the room, and I was used to sleeping in the same bed with Klopp.
Lying in bed, I looked out at the night sky.
After tonight, Klopp will be the noble and elegant gentleman count again.
But I still remember Phil letting Klopp dip in the holy water pool, even though I didn't tell Amos about it.
I reached around Klopp's waist and he seemed to frown a little from the pain he felt.
Seeing his appearance, I sat up and pulled the corner of his shirt away, only to find that his waist was wrapped in thick gauze and there was a little blood on the left side.
He was wounded?
Was the injury sustained at Mireya's villa?
But he didn't say anything, didn't even let anyone find out about his injury.
"Jenny, I'm fine, I'll be fine tomorrow, don't worry."
Klopp opened his eyes, reached out and touched my head, smiling gently.
"But how did you get hurt?"
I have seen Klopp's strength with my own eyes, there is no way he would be injured by a group of low level vampires.
"Mireya's villa also has a group of high level vampires of unknown origin that are very strong in combat, so I will be injured. I still need to investigate those senior vampires, they are most likely from the blood bat clan."
Klopp said.
If that's really the case, then it's possible that Duke Taz and Mireya were behind the previous descent into madness of the Bloods, but why would they do that?
"Why did they attack you?"
I looked at Klopp and asked.
"I think it might be the anger and hatred in Duke Taz's heart, so he wants to make me pay."
Klopp replied indifferently, not caring about Duke Taztrying to kill him.
For a while, I didn't know what to say to Klopp.
I really don't want him to marry Mireya, but I also don't want him to be treated with hostility by Duke Taz for it, or even want to kill him.
"Well, all things, in the end, will have a truth, and sooner or later the ambition of Duke Tazwill be exposed."
Klopp said.
I lay back down on the bed and Klopp closed his eyes to sleep.
In a daze, I dreamed of my parents again.
"Jenny, he's a vampire and you're human, how can you like him?"
My mother said to me right in front of my eyes.
"Jenny, we're not around, but you also need to know how to protect yourself from any vampires is the best way to go."
My father also came over to me and said to me sternly.
"But he never hurt me."
I replied stubbornly.
"He's just not hurting me right now and has been the one protecting me!"
Just as I finished speaking, the surrounding area became increasingly noisy.