"Even looking at your current state, my anger hasn't subsided in the slightest."

A pair of pale lilac eyes coldly traced the context of the book in her right hand, with the other carrying a glass of crimson liquid to her lips.

"But isn't your plan too repulsive, lady Cintia?"

The emperor made eye contact with a pair of bloody eyes behind the iron bars separating the two.

One looked down on the woman whose legs and arms were roughly chopped off, and the other quickly lowered her head shakily.

The sight of blood that continued to pour out in alarming quantities did not bother those that standing behind the emperor even a bit.

Chuckles could be heard not long after the question hung unanswered.

Would you believe me if I said even though she was in extreme pain, this lady was still far from being embraced by death.

Thanks to the Elven blood flowing in her veins, a trivial thing like this was not life threatening.

Indeed.

This quarter elf with incomplete limbs in front of her was strong, and it was because of this the emperor couldn't hold back her amusement any longer.

"I like a smart kid like you. Unfortunately you-"

Deliberately stopping talking, she sighed softly and handed the book to one of the masked individuals behind her.

"Didn't choose as your master."

As that left her lips, a smirk sneak an form it self at the horrified gaze of the other.

With a lazy wave of her index finger, the woman felt unbearable pain in every part of her body.

She could feel it clearly.

With her sight still functioning she could clearly see, that all the blood that had flowed out of her body was moving as if to form a something below her.

Her back turned cold after realizing the reason.

"No!! I don't want to!! No!-"

"Gosh~ I thought you were mute."

Said the emperor in a playful tone as she tilted her head towards the woman who gets choked on her own blood.

Her body was starting to lose shape.

Her Lilac eyes looked nonchalantly at the black-haired who was now at the blood-boiling stage, seeing from the near completion of the runes formed below her.

NGINGG-whoshh!!

The rune that made a sound as it finished forming, instantly turned black and formed a tornado that enveloped the lump of flesh-which had been the lady's body a minute ago.

It wasn't long before the tornado died down and disappeared almost without a trace along with her body, almost.

The place that was supposed to be stained with blood, however didn't show the slightest bit of red.

There was something else instead.

A scroll of paper.

Parchment paper.

A blank scroll with fresh red of blood as its base color and a black talisman as a seal, above was written Cintia.

Without wasting time the scroll was examined and presented into her gloved hand.

A lovely smile draw on her lips that fitting to the one an angel has in their potrait.

"Make sure this blood script gets to my daughter's hands.

Since i pressume compared to the disposable-tool one, she will be more satisfied with this. "

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

Rose who received her master's orders, saw her back disappear the further she stepped out of this dungeon.

'Your Majesty, you should let a blood tribute mage do it, rather than wasting your energy on a pest like her.'

With that in mind, Rose couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing the script of the bitch that still floating in the air.

Extending a hand towards it, and let out a small amount of mana to deactivate the emperor's floating spell.

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"You better be useful for Her highness"

Muttered her gently, before disappear in thin air with the blood script in her grip.

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7 pm.

"Greetings to the empire's brightest star.

May the blessings of the nightfall and the throne of the moon be with you, Your highness."

"May the shade of the night always be with you, head of Libitina."

The toddler who replied didn't take a glance to her even for the slightest, It seems like the child only did so for Courtesy.

Seeing this the woman approached her with silent steps.

The dim moonlight seemed to make her already pale-smooth skin glow, her slim figure clad in dark wine red like dress.

But the absence of shadow that should have followed her every movement's made it clear that she wasn't a living being, or at least in camilia former life she wasn't one.

Grin.

Her two canines slipped shamelessly from her lips.

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With just that one word, Camilia unwillingly had to redo all the information from the ground up again.

These magical creatures weren't much different from those written in fantasy books back in the previous world, so the knowledge in her head gives lots of advantage.

'Although annoying but still a good thing.'

At least that's what she convinced herself every morning.

The Marchioness eyes getting entangled at the sight of her deftly hand that guide the quill on every stroke top of paper.

Camilia covered her mental exhaustion with an indifferent face and emotionless eyes, just like always.

That same blank eyes that were still glued to each paper rolls, prick the vampire curiousty.

How could she not?

She knew clearly that this little toddler could sense her presence.

Considering the harmless incident in their first class.

So what could make this princess ignore her ?

"I have prepared a special bottle of golden vermillion just for you, Marchioness."

"To bribe me, Your highness?"

"Indeed."

A smirk formed on the woman lips.

"Such a straightforward young lady."

A chuckle sounded not long after that short conversation between the two.

Marchioness Ixquic Libitina.

"Thank you very much, Your highness."

And the vampire-aristocrat didn't pretend to refuse.

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Rare blood type that comes from golden-hearted individuals or virtuous people, and it's extremely nutritious for vampires.

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Pouring the precious liquid into the glass, she drank it elegantly.

But her charming heterochromia eyes still bluffy look at the future imperial owner who seemed to be a workaholic.

'Just like her mother, i see'

She should have gotten used to this scene, and felt proud as a teacher.

Right it should be.

But seeing a creature with a small body like the princess think more mature and smarter, made her question who is the 230 year old here.

Instead of being proud she actually felt her pride get hurt.

Especially when this little girl shortened the understanding in political foundations, and just left her alone in the denial phase after that humiliation (explanation).

Drowned in that rare blood like alcohol, making her oblivious that Camilia was approaching the balcony exit after her finished work get taken away by her servants.

Giving a glance at the vampire who was weeping over her wounded ego, Camilia turned her back and walked away, clearly without remorse.

She questioned whether a mad wom-vampire like herself had the qualities worthy of being a noble other than sweet talk.

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In a forest.

An artificial, of course.

A boy who did not sleep on this quiet yet gripping night, was seen walking with furious steps.

His right hand massaged the bridge of his nose, with the other brushing his precious long hair back.

which made the sleeves of his hanfu roll forcefully to his elbows.

Tsk!

'Even after seeing the maid's body got torn apart, my anxiety didn't lessen in the slightest.'

The child said in his heart while bringing both hands to his face, the wheat-silver haired boy, muttered under his breath.

"Armaros...."

The name was spoken with hatred, no, envy.

Full of anger he wandered aimlessly, unaware that he was getting further and further from his palace and approaching a place he was not allowed to go.

Splash!

The wetness that ran down his legs brought him back to his senses, reflexively looked at his feet, his green eyes widening in surprise.

Forget about his prediction of a puddle under, the one he stepped on was the outskirts of the river.

'Wait......

Alert and disbelief, the 13 year old boy looked around hastily.

Apart from the river in front of him, as far as the eye could see there were only trees... white colored trees..

'I'm so dead.'

White tree and river.

There are only 3 places planted by white trees that the river also crosses, and all three are forbidden zones for him.

- Eclipse palace, Residence of the emperor.

-Imperial palace, hall of imperial law and policy.

-The blood moon palace, the residence of the imperial princess.

He didn't need to know which, because all three were the abyss of death for him.

Erratically his feet moved with uncertain strides, all the natural calm that his manners class gave him, vanished like steam in the air.

Lost his way, he stopped moving.

He had, no he must force himself to calm down.

Holding a trembling breath, and tightly gripped both of his palms.

It didn't take long for his fingernails to start turning blue, and the color starting to fade from his hands.

His heartbeat seemed to stop at that very moment.

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