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Tardy Aid – The Embarrassing Moments of Visitors from Exotic Lands_2

1626: 546.

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It was Triss who took the initiative to ask me to drink the Origin Blood to end this dreadful relationship.

Like you, I once believed it was genuine love from the depths of my heart, but only after I calmed down did I realize it was nothing but the malicious summons of Sin’s Blood.

The Blood Covenant…

This is an aberration that should never exist!

I believe it is precisely the existence of this thing that prevents vampire civilization from stepping onto the world stage with dignity.

It is also because of this completely unequal and twisted relationship that our civilization wallows in the mire of schemes and deceit.

I’m truly glad, Adel, that you have found yourself again.”

“I’m also glad that I could see myself waking up, Master.”

Adel revealed a faint smile and said softly:

“But I will still address you as Master—not merely because you saved me from the calamity of death, but also because I have witnessed every victory you have created and personally partaken in them.

In fact, including the Grand Duke of Triss, all members of the Blood Vulture Clan know that you are the true leader of the Blood Vulture Clan.

Calling you Master is not because I have lost myself.

On the contrary, because I have rediscovered myself, I increasingly realize that only those traits in you that are utterly at odds with the decaying millennia-old traditions of the Blood race could truly lead the Blood Vulture Clan to rise anew.

You are not just my Master!

You are the Master of all Blood Vulture Vampires, the fated Lord of Crimson Castle and Transylvania.

This title represents absolute loyalty, and before such loyalty, my personal emotions are insignificant…

Of course, I’ve noticed you mentioned your story with the Grand Duke of Triss.

Should I understand it this way: as long as I sink into your masculine allure while in a clear state, and pursue you in the name of an untainted love, this means you wouldn’t reject it but would rather accept it?”

A sharp and direct question hurled across, catching the Vampire Lord off guard who had been enjoying his subordinate’s admiration.

“Ah, well…”

Murphy didn’t expect the ever-docile Adel to suddenly pose such a tricky question.

He was momentarily speechless but, seeing Adel’s expectant gaze, the Vampire Lord hesitated briefly before saying:

“We are vampires, Adel.

We have endless time to squander.

Triss once told me that after I pass my first hundred years as a vampire, my way of viewing the world and emotions will change.

I’ll be honest with you—I truly haven’t prepared myself for that.

But if…

If a hundred years from now I indeed degenerate into the dreadful villain Triss prophesized, perhaps you… would be one of my targets.

After all, I cannot in good conscience deny your astonishing feminine charm.

Truly, you are an exceptional woman—in every sense.”

“Thank you for your praise.

I feel deeply honored.”

Murphy’s straightforward response caused Adel to hesitate for a moment.

It was a refusal, yet she found herself devoid of anger or disappointment.

Instead, her heart was filled with an affirmed joy.

She lowered her head, took a step back, and said softly:

“Then, my Master, it seems I will have to wait for you for a hundred years.

Fortunately, as you said, for vampires, time holds no significance.

I’ll prepare the map and various intel for you to reach the Blood Vulture’s encampment.

There are three hours left until the operation begins.

Considering your distinct vampire habits, you may need some rest.

Additionally, Count Bai of White Mountain just sent word.

He and his faction expressed their desire to join this rescue operation.”

“Ah, that fool Andre, so eager to showcase himself, never misses an opportunity to latch onto a success.

Alright, alright, tell him, Adel, I’ll only wait for him for three hours.”

Murphy waved his hand, flapping his wings as he soared into the night sky.

As a unique vampire who “sleeps early and rises early,” he indeed needed to rest during these three hours to replenish his energy.

After all, his most lethal ability required stamina as its casting resource.

Watching Murphy’s departure, Lady Adel remained in place under the winds blowing through Shadow Valley.

Her expression retained the calm indifference of a seasoned intelligence officer, yet her vampire heart was beating at a pace akin to a normal human’s.

Murphy would never understand how much psychological pressure it took for Adel, a woman raised with conservative noble servant values from a young age, to say such things directly.

Rounded up, it practically amounted to a “confession.”

Regrettably, Murphy chose to decline.

Luckily, he didn’t completely reject her.

“A hundred years…”

Adel touched her flushed cheeks.

For a vampire, skin warming was no good sign—it meant she had lost control over her manipulation of her own blood.

The Lady of Shadow strove to calm herself.

She brushed her enticing lips, taking a deep breath as she savored their peculiar texture.

“A hundred years, that’s all.

Adel, you truly are an audaciously shameless lucky fool.”

Though she chided herself, as she turned to fly toward Shadow Valley to persuade the elders to send more Rangers for the rescue, Adel’s smile remained impossibly concealed.

Alright, alright.

She hadn’t completely disclosed the true extent of her change to Murphy.

She hadn’t told Murphy that she had decided to love her handsome and great Master only after she had awakened…