Category: The Vampire Eldest Miss Thinks I Like Her

Chapter 7: Worries of an Old Mother

The stench of decay perpetually hung in the sewers, largely due to the abundance of people like Jasmine, who dealt with killing but not burying. After all, no one would venture into the sewers to look, so some less scrupulous individuals would simply toss the bodies down there after killing them. Over time, as the corpses rotted, the smell became unbearable.

Coupled with the existing filth below, the odor was exceptionally pungent.

The haughty vampires would absolutely never enter the sewers. Their noses were no less sensitive than those of werewolves. Werewolves might not be picky, but vampires were extremely particular. Asking them to enter the sewers? Not a chance in this lifetime. That’s why the sewers became a haven for other races, and vampires often referred to them as sewer rats.

Jasmine lingered outside for a while to air out the smell before returning to her quarters at the school. She quickly changed her clothes, stuffed them into a basin, and poured in laundry detergent to mask the odor. At the same time, she entered the bathroom to wash herself. Forget about vampires being unable to tolerate the stench of the sewers; she couldn’t either. Jasmine’s nose was even more sensitive than that of vampires and werewolves. Fortunately, she could control her sense of smell, otherwise, she would have been driven out as soon as she went down there.

Jasmine lathered herself with soap several times, only feeling at ease after confirming that the smell was gone. She didn’t bother much with her slightly damp hair, choosing instead to pull a chair onto the balcony. It was midday, and the sun outside was bright and warm, but the entire school was silent. All the vampires were asleep, and even the humans had to adjust their schedules accordingly, so the surroundings were deathly still.

The sunlight fell on Jasmine, making her stretch involuntarily. She was wearing a nightgown, and her damp hair left a trail of moisture on her shoulders. She enjoyed the breeze and sunshine, waiting for her hair to dry naturally. After basking in the sun for a while, Jasmine entered the room, collected Adele’s clothes that she had washed the night before, folded them neatly, drew the curtains, yawned, and burrowed into the soft bedding.

She woke up at six in the afternoon. The other humans had already woken up, as eight hours of sleep was enough for a human. How could they possibly sleep for a full 12 hours from morning till night like vampires? However, they weren’t allowed to move around freely and could only stay in their small rooms, doing who knows what.

After waking up, Jasmine checked the time and leisurely washed up, dressed in her maid uniform, and then tucked Adele’s clothes under her arm. She left the room promptly at 6:30. Adele usually woke up around this time and must be washing up by now. By the time Jasmine arrived, it would be time for her to change clothes.

However, when Jasmine left her room, there weren’t many people left in the servants’ quarters. After all, they had to hurry and prepare to serve their masters before they woke up and attend to their washing needs after they were awake. In this aspect, Adele was very good. She had been a very independent young lady since she was a child, but this might also have something to do with Jasmine.

Because on the morning after Jasmine arrived at Blake Castle, the head maid instructed her to help Adele wash up. But all Jasmine could do was squeeze the toothpaste for Adele and let her wash up herself. Adele was a bit confused, not understanding why she had to do these things herself.

Jasmine righteously declared, “I started washing up by myself when I was three years old. Miss Adele is already six years old, do you still need someone to help you?”

This child had been arrogant since she was young. Hearing Jasmine say this, her grape-like eyes widened, and she declared stubbornly, “Adele can do it herself!”

The first time she brushed her teeth by herself, Adele didn’t handle it very well, her smiling face covered in toothpaste foam. Jasmine handed her a towel and let her wipe her face herself.

If it weren’t for Jasmine, perhaps Adele would have been a spoiled young mistress who relied on others for everything. But because she had Jasmine by her side since childhood, Adele was different from many other young mistresses. She was more accustomed to doing things herself.

She didn’t even need Jasmine’s help to get dressed.

When Jasmine arrived, Adele had indeed finished washing up. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room, sipping the coffee she had brewed herself – yes, Adele could even brew her own coffee.

Vampires couldn’t taste the flavor of coffee, but they had a special method: sugar cubes. These sugar cubes were different from human sugar cubes; they were made of blood. Coffee soaked in blood allowed vampires to taste the flavor. Similarly, these sugar cubes could also be added to black tea.

However, Adele’s sugar cubes were specially made with artificial blood instead of human blood.

Adele didn’t need Jasmine’s help to wash up, didn’t need her help to comb her hair, didn’t need her help to brew coffee. She would do everything she could by herself, which undoubtedly made Jasmine’s job much easier. It was also because Adele was an easy-to-care-for client that Jasmine was willing to stay by her side all this time.

The second young mistress of the Blake family was not like this. She was so pampered that she needed three to five maids to help her even with bathing.

Lost in her random thoughts, Jasmine maintained her usual calm and collected expression as she placed Adele’s clothes in front of her. “Miss, you should change your clothes now.”

“Hmm.”

Adele put down her teacup, took her clothes, and walked into the bedroom, seemingly preparing to change out of Jasmine’s sight.

In this regard, Adele treated Jasmine like a person – or rather, as an equal. The second young mistress wouldn’t do this. She wouldn’t change her clothes herself, even having maids help her bathe. She wasn’t the least bit embarrassed and didn’t feel shy about exposing her body in front of others. Because in the eyes of these noble ladies, maids were just objects.

This applied not only to human maids but also to low-level vampire maids. Ordering them around was like using tools. Just as no one would worry about a chair or a table seeing them while changing clothes, they didn’t worry about maids seeing their bodies either.

In this respect, Adele was different. She would be shy, would hide from her, and would go to a place where no one was around to change her clothes.

When Adele came out, she was already wearing her school uniform. She was carrying a black leather briefcase and nodded slightly at Jasmine. “Then I’ll be going now.”

“Yes, Miss.” Jasmine bowed and saw Adele off. After she left, Jasmine cleaned Adele’s room. There wasn’t much to clean, as they had only moved in yesterday. How dirty could it be? Besides, Adele would make her own bed, and the quilt and changed pajamas were neatly folded on the bed. She only needed to take Adele’s changed clothes and wash them.

After leaving Adele’s room, Jasmine went to the servants’ dining hall for her breakfast. Having not eaten for a full twelve hours, Jasmine was starving. Seeing the dishes in the dining hall, which were basically the same as those in the castle, she once again missed the delicacies of her hometown before transmigrating.

Braised pork, chicken cooked in an earthen pot, brown sugar glutinous rice cake, boiled beef, red bean dumplings, pickled fish… She silently recited the names of the dishes in her mind, then ordered a beef stew with potatoes.

There was a lot of meat in the dining hall because vampires needed to drink blood. The school couldn’t provide a large amount of high-quality human blood, so they could only provide high-quality animal blood. These noble young masters and mistresses, who were used to the finest food and drink at home, couldn’t stomach low-quality things. However, high-quality human blood was too expensive, and a school definitely couldn’t afford it for all its students. Occasionally, they could provide it a few times, but most of the time, they could only drink other types of blood.

Jasmine was eating beef stew with potatoes and white bread when Anna, the girl with freckles, arrived at the dining hall halfway through her meal. She took a tray, filled it with food, and sat down next to Jasmine, peering at her. She leaned closer to Jasmine and whispered, “Jasmine, why are you still here?”

“?” Where else should she be?

Perhaps Jasmine’s gaze made Anna realize that she didn’t know anything, so she explained the situation on her own, “Today is the second day of the new semester, and there should be a welcoming party for the new students. Last year at this time, my master spent a long time getting dressed, and I was busy helping her with her hair and makeup.”

“…Don’t they all wear uniforms?”

“Although they are all uniforms, they definitely look more beautiful after putting on makeup. Last year, my master spent a long time just choosing her favorite perfume. Look…” Anna tilted her head, and Jasmine immediately scanned the entire dining hall. “The maids who came with the first-year students yesterday are not here now. They are all busy dressing up their masters.”

“Jasmine, where’s your master?”

She scooped a piece of potato into her mouth with a spoon and mumbled, “She left a long time ago.”

Adele was no different today than usual. Her beautiful face didn’t need any adornment; just standing there was enough to attract attention. But on such an occasion, wouldn’t she be overshadowed by others if she didn’t wear any makeup at all? Adele, this child… could it be that she was raised too simply by her? A strange sense of worry, like that of an old mother, arose in Jasmine’s heart.

She finished her meal hastily and answered Anna’s puzzled question, “Jasmine, where are you going?” with, “I’m going back to do laundry.”

However, in reality, after finishing the laundry, she avoided everyone and secretly climbed onto the beams of the freshman hall. The hall had a high ceiling, and crystal chandeliers hung from the beams. Jasmine’s black and white maid uniform became her best camouflage in the darkness. The only thing that displeased Jasmine was the layer of dust on the beams, which would definitely dirty her dress.

She sat on the beam, leaning forward and observing the students below.

There weren’t that many people, only sixty or seventy in total. This small number was disheartening, but there was no helping it. There weren’t that many nobles among the vampires, and being able to gather this many for a single grade was already quite good. She accurately located Adele in the crowd and realized: It seemed like Adele was the only one who wasn’t wearing makeup?! Even the male vampires were wearing makeup!

Chapter 6: The Hunter’s Association

There was a reason why she was waiting for daybreak. Jasmine had things to do.

While she could sneak out at night and do things that would terrify the vampires, it was better to keep a low profile since she had just arrived at the school. Once daybreak arrived and the vampires were asleep, it would be more convenient for her to carry out her tasks.

Jasmine retrieved the casual clothes she had found in the box the previous night, changed into them, and quietly climbed out onto the balcony like a gecko. Her movements were agile and silent, and in no time, she had left the school grounds.

The school was also an ancient castle built on a hillside, resembling the school from a certain magical movie series that Jasmine had watched as a child. However, the difficulty of escaping was quite different. Although there were many different races in this world, there weren’t as many spells or magical creatures. And even if there were difficulties, they were nothing for Jasmine.

She quickly descended from the school to the small town below. In the town, there were more humans coming and going, but still not many. In the vampire-ruled territory, humans had to adopt a nocturnal lifestyle like the vampires. Every time she thought about this, Jasmine couldn’t help but complain: the vampires were scientifically managing the human population but neglecting the fact that humans were creatures who needed sunlight.

There were only humans on the streets, and only humans were allowed. In vampire territory, apart from herself and humans, no other races were permitted. But as an experienced hunter, Jasmine knew that those other races had already infiltrated the vampire-ruled areas, secretly establishing hidden bases known only to them.

Jasmine searched the streets, carefully examining every corner, and as expected, she found the mark of the Hunter’s Association.

In this world, anyone could become a hunter, regardless of their identity, whether they were a different race, a vampire, or even a human. As long as they could complete the tasks, no one cared about their background or race.

Although it was called the Hunter’s Association, what they hunted wasn’t prey, but bounties.

Jasmine felt that it should be called the Assassin’s Association instead. Because the most common tasks here were assassination missions, and every member of the Blake family had a hefty bounty on their heads.

Following the mark, Jasmine arrived at a warehouse and found a hidden door inside, leading to a secret passage. She descended into the sewers, the foul smell assaulting her nose. She wrinkled her nose, knowing that she would definitely need to take a bath when she returned, or she wouldn’t be able to fool the vampires’ keen sense of smell.

She also knew that she couldn’t just go to the Hunter’s Association like this. She extended her hand, and black threads emerged from her sleeve, attaching to her hair. Her short hair instantly transformed into long locks. She then touched her face, and the fine threads weaved themselves into a black veil, covering the lower half of her face.

She didn’t have to worry about her scent, as the stench of the sewers masked any other odors. The Hunter’s Association often hid their secret bases in the sewers for this very reason.

Jasmine followed the markings through the sewers, the foul-smelling sewage flowing beside her. Fortunately, the path beneath her feet was clean. After walking for a while, she saw a door with a faint light emanating from within. Two members of different races stood guard at the entrance.

Before she could approach, the two guards ordered her to stop. She showed her hunter’s token and was allowed to enter. Inside, she heard a cacophony of noises as hunters of various races drank and made merry. A bearded werewolf behind the counter was calculating accounts.

On a bulletin board nearby, various tasks for the region were posted.

The Hunter’s Association had only one rule: as long as the price was right, they would do anything.

Jasmine’s entrance caused the other races to pause. They instinctively assumed she was a haughty vampire, as vampires in human form closely resembled humans, with only their ears, fangs, and eyes being different. Come to think of it, werewolves also looked similar, but they had more distinctive features, such as animal ears, tails, and thick fur on their faces.

Her ears were hidden beneath her long hair and couldn’t be seen clearly, but her eyes were indeed ordinary black, making them realize that she wasn’t a vampire but a human. This discovery surprised the other races in the tavern even more. Although vampire hunters were rare, they were occasionally seen. However, a human hunter was a once-in-a-blue-moon occurrence.

Humans were too weak. Their limbs were slender and lacked strength, and they had no magic. If it weren’t for the vampires’ need for their blood, they might have already gone extinct.

The appearance of a human in the tavern, especially a human female, was big news. They whistled at Jasmine, and some bolder members even stood up, offering her a drink from their glasses. Because of their resemblance to vampires, humans were also popular in the pleasure market. Many other races couldn’t handle vampires but would treat humans as substitutes, taking pleasure in humiliating them.

Although Jasmine’s face was hidden, her eyes were beautiful, and coupled with her slender and graceful figure, she was indeed an easy target for the other races.

But if these guys thought they could succeed, they were sorely mistaken. Jasmine didn’t even make physical contact with the creature who tried to touch her. Black threads wrapped around his arm and flung him away. Jasmine looked down at the creature, his clothes soaked in the spilled drink. Her black eyes were devoid of emotion, as cold as an icy mountain.

“Next time you won’t be so lucky. I’ll cut off your hand.”

Inwardly, Jasmine marveled at how cool and awesome she was. These creatures probably didn’t even see how she had flung the guy to the ground. They must be wary now, afraid to approach her because they couldn’t gauge her strength.

She was indeed a bit chuunibyou, but it couldn’t be helped. After all, if someone had such a powerful cheat and didn’t show it off a little, their cheat would cry.

Jasmine walked past the other races, her steps light and graceful. She approached the counter, and the werewolf inside bristled, his animal instincts sensing that the human before him was not to be trifled with. Jasmine took out a small pouch from her pocket, and the clinking sound of coins inside indicated its contents.

If possible, Jasmine would have preferred to produce a check, as it would have been more impressive. However, the banks in this world were under the control of vampires. Humans and other races like her couldn’t open accounts or use checks. Even if paper money occasionally circulated among them, it wasn’t widely accepted as a common currency by most other races. Instead, these gold coins, with their low gold content, were widely circulated in the underground market.

“I want to post a task.”

The werewolf glanced at Jasmine and then nodded, accepting the gold coins and handing her a task form to fill out.

Jasmine clearly stated her requirements. She actually only needed the recipient to deliver a letter. Jasmine had a cheat ability and was physically formidable, but unfortunately, she didn’t have any teleportation abilities. She couldn’t instantly travel to the human base she had established, and if she suddenly lost contact, it would surely cause them to panic. To prevent them from becoming leaderless, Jasmine could only rely on the Hunter’s Association and have a member of a different race deliver her message.

Of course, she wouldn’t have them deliver the letter directly to the base. Instead, she would have it sent to a disposable outpost. Her letter was also written in code, only understandable by those at the base. Even if the hunter delivering the letter opened it, they wouldn’t be able to decipher its contents. After delivering the letter, they also needed to bring back a token from the recipient, only then would they receive the reward that Jasmine had paid in advance to the Hunter’s Association.

As for whether they would kill and steal after obtaining the token, there was no need to worry too much. Although most hunters lived a dangerous life, if they did such a thing, the Hunter’s Association would issue a kill order, leading to an endless pursuit. In the vampire-ruled territory, the other races already lived a difficult life, and they wouldn’t sever their last lifeline.

After filling out the necessary information on the form, Jasmine placed the letter she had written, along with the reward and the form, in front of the werewolf bartender and turned to leave the tavern. As she walked through the labyrinthine sewers, Jasmine could sense someone following her. The Hunter’s Association had many rules, but it didn’t restrict members from fighting each other. Jasmine had just spent a considerable amount of money to have a letter delivered, making her appear wealthy in the eyes of the other hunters present. It was no wonder they wanted to follow her and see if they could get a share of the riches.

However, they had chosen the wrong target. Jasmine deliberately led them deeper and deeper into the sewers until they reached a dead end.

At this point, the hunters who had been following Jasmine revealed themselves. “Well, well, well, it seems this young lady has lost her way. If you’re smart, hand over all your money and entertain us for a bit, and maybe we’ll spare your life.”

Jasmine truly detested vulgar language, and there were no onlookers for her to put on a show for. There was no need to pretend in front of a group of soon-to-be-dead individuals. So Jasmine swiftly and decisively eliminated them, even taking the opportunity to empty their pockets.

Despite her earlier display of wealth, Jasmine was actually quite poor. After all, she had a large group of humans to support, and no amount of money was ever enough.

“What a bunch of paupers.”

After rummaging through their pockets, Jasmine couldn’t help but curse. However, even a small amount of money was still money, and since they were hunters, they did have some savings. Jasmine poured the coins from their pouches into her own and then left them where they lay, without looking back.

After emerging from the sewers, Jasmine sniffed herself and sighed, “I stink.”

Chapter 5: About Personas

Adele left in a hurry, after all, she still needed to eat. A vampire’s life and strength came entirely from blood, including their own blood and the blood they consumed. High-quality blood could provide a vampire with energy for an extended period, while lower-quality blood required frequent consumption to maintain their strength.

Adele had never tasted human blood. Others couldn’t understand why, but whenever faced with the blood provided by her family, she would express disgust, claiming it had a foul smell. She only drank synthetic blood, which, according to other vampires, had no taste and naturally, no foul odor. It was the only thing Adele could stomach.

However, synthetic blood was artificial, akin to the sugary drinks humans made with low-quality sweeteners. It was drinkable, but expecting it to provide a substantial amount of energy was wishful thinking. Adele, who could only tolerate synthetic blood, had to eat regularly and on time, otherwise, she risked becoming weak and even falling unconscious.

Jasmine couldn’t comprehend why Adele, who abhorred blood so much, was so persistent in wanting to drink her blood. Did her blood not smell foul to Adele’s nose?

After Adele left, Jasmine began her own tasks. She had to clean her room and then head to Adele’s dormitory in the student quarters to clean it as well, before taking Adele’s clothes from the previous day to be washed.

When she arrived at the student dormitory, it was devoid of students, with only maids bustling around. This was normal, as the students were currently in class, leaving the maids to tidy up their masters’ belongings.

As Jasmine was about to take the laundry basket to her room for washing, she encountered a human maid. The maid had a scattering of freckles across her face, making her look quite adorable.

The freckled maid was a bit timid but still approached Jasmine and asked for her name.

“H-hello, my name is Anna.”

“Jasmine,” Jasmine replied concisely, telling her her name. After receiving a response, Anna seemed to relax a bit. She let out a sigh of relief and walked alongside Jasmine, carrying her own laundry basket.

They were headed to the same destination: the servants’ quarters. Jasmine didn’t mind having someone accompany her. The freckled maid was human, and she didn’t resist humans approaching her. However, when a low-level vampire passed by and gave them both a disdainful look, the freckled maid flinched.

Jasmine, on the other hand, showed no reaction and continued walking. Anna hurriedly caught up, matching Jasmine’s pace, and whispered, “Jasmine, you’re so brave. You don’t even flinch when faced with those vampires.”

“Maybe I’m just used to it. There were many low-level vampires around before I came to school.”

The freckled maid was surprised. “Ah, does your master also have vampire maids?”

“Yes.”

Receiving confirmation, the freckled maid seemed puzzled. She didn’t quite understand. She was clearly more relaxed around humans, so she directly voiced her doubts, “Then why didn’t your master bring a vampire maid along?”

The freckled maid seemed to realize that her question was a bit impolite and immediately apologized, “Sorry, that was a strange question… It’s just that, if a student brings a human maid, like my master, it usually means they’re from a declining, less wealthy noble family. Although their family might have been powerful in the past, after so many years, only a shell remains… They can only afford to purchase humans as servants.”

Actually, the freckled maid’s words were somewhat risky. Her words could be interpreted as speaking ill of her master by the nobles. If Jasmine reported her to her master, she would surely be punished. The freckled maid, Anna, seemed to realize this as well, her voice gradually lowering.

“I thought… you were the same.”

She had mistaken Jasmine for someone in a similar situation, which was why she had approached her. However, if she had known that Jasmine’s master was a genuine noble, she would have definitely kept her distance. Because the freckled maid was already wondering, why would someone bring a human maid to school when they had plenty of vampire maids at home? It was a shameful thing for their masters, or so they believed.

Jasmine looked at the freckled maid. “How could I possibly know what my master is thinking?”

Anna initially thought that Jasmine must be exceptionally good at pleasing her master, which was why her master risked being looked down upon by her classmates by bringing a human maid to school. However, hearing Jasmine’s response, she realized it made sense. Even after serving vampires for so long, Anna had no understanding of their psychology.

Then, she suddenly thought of something unpleasant, and her expression turned grim. “J-Jasmine, could it be that your master brought you to school just to… drink your blood?!” For anyone, being drained of blood wasn’t a pleasant experience, especially the dizziness that followed, which took a long time to recover from.

At the school, the dining hall provided students with pure and delicious blood from legitimate sources. However, some students still preferred to consume what they were accustomed to – such as the maids they brought from home. If that was the reason, then it made sense for Jasmine to be brought here by her master.

The freckled maid looked at Jasmine with sympathy. In her mind, Jasmine might even be drained of all her blood, a truly miserable fate.

Jasmine didn’t understand what the freckled maid was thinking, but she sensed that she was overthinking things. However, since she wasn’t saying anything, Jasmine couldn’t just tell her, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

Thanks to Anna’s overthinking, at least their relationship had become closer. Moreover, Anna wasn’t a tight-lipped person. During their short walk, Jasmine had already gleaned quite a bit of information from her.

Firstly, Anna was the maid of a second-year student and had been at the school for over a year. During her time here, she had been constantly harassed by the low-level vampire maids. It wasn’t just her; everyone else was treated the same way. In the school, the number of human maids was actually quite small, only twenty-three in total. Now, with Jasmine included, it was twenty-four.

There were also human male attendants, but because the male and female dormitories and servants’ quarters were separated, they rarely encountered each other. The attendants and maids had also tacitly staggered their meal times, so naturally, they didn’t see each other, and they didn’t know how many human attendants there were.

Due to their small numbers and their masters’ lower status compared to the masters of the low-level vampire maids, they could only endure the mistreatment.

Anna also told Jasmine about a few maids who were absolutely not to be provoked. One of them came from a formerly noble family and wasn’t a low-level vampire herself. She currently served the daughter of a powerful noble from the Thirteen Clans. Not to mention her master, she herself was a formidable figure among the servants.

Jasmine blinked. She was actually quite curious and even wanted to meet this maid. Don’t ask why; she just felt her hands itching for action. During her time as a hunter, she had eliminated many high-ranking vampires, but she had never dealt with a powerful noble from the Thirteen Clans, as she rarely encountered them. Although the Blake family was also one of the Thirteen Clans, their declining status made them one of the weakest among them.

If she could clash with that maid and her mistress, it would be beneficial for Jasmine to assess the strength of the Thirteen Clans.

Fortunately, the freckled maid didn’t know what Jasmine was thinking. If she did, she would definitely keep a distance of three hundred meters from her. As they talked, they arrived at the servants’ quarters. The freckled maid, Anna’s room, wasn’t on the same floor as Jasmine’s. She nodded at Jasmine and left with her laundry basket.

Jasmine also returned to her own quarters. She hand-washed Adele’s clothes and hung them to dry on the balcony of her room. She had always been the one washing Adele’s clothes, and she had witnessed Adele’s transformation from a girl who didn’t need a bra to a grown woman with a more impressive bust size than her own.

Although she had cheat abilities in terms of physical strength, unfortunately, Jasmine’s bust size remained average, preventing her from becoming a busty older sister figure. Every time she thought about this, Jasmine felt a bit frustrated. She didn’t have a strong obsession with large breasts; it was just that she felt her persona would be more fitting with a larger bust. The image of a mysterious, powerful, and stunningly beautiful older sister was simply too appealing. However, regrettably, Jasmine didn’t have it, while Adele did.

From the moment she started developing and realized she couldn’t become a mature and glamorous busty older sister, Jasmine began cultivating her icy beauty persona. She cut her hair short, just above her shoulders. Her hair was slightly wavy, resembling a pear blossom perm, which, paired with her wispy bangs and maid outfit, created an image that Jasmine was quite satisfied with.

The body she possessed after transmigrating likely had Asian ancestry, with yellowish skin, black hair, and black eyes. This made Jasmine feel much more comfortable, as she couldn’t quite accept being Caucasian.

After hanging Adele’s clothes to dry, Jasmine had nothing to do. Because they served vampires, the maids also adopted a nocturnal lifestyle. It was still early before dawn, so Jasmine could only bring a chair over and let out a bored yawn. Even though the maids were nocturnal, Jasmine was still accustomed to going out and doing things during the day.

On her first day at school, Jasmine was already bored to death. She would rather be back at the castle, where she could at least chat with the other human maids. When it was time for the last meal of the day, Jasmine went to the dining hall, enjoyed a delicious meal, and returned to her room.

After spacing out for a while, the sky began to lighten with the first hints of dawn. At this time, the students returned to their dormitories in twos and threes, preparing for sleep. Jasmine, however, gradually became more energetic. She had been waiting for daybreak for a long time.

Chapter 4: The Rose Garden

This was the first time Jasmine had seen Adele since arriving at the school. Adele wasn’t wearing her usual beloved gothic attire, but instead, the school uniform. Her long, silvery-white hair with slight curls was neatly tied back in a high ponytail. The black satin ribbon used to tie her hair had two long ends that flowed down, perfectly complementing her silver hair.

Jasmine didn’t want the strange gazes of the low-level vampires to linger on Adele, nor did she want to endure the curious stares of the human maids. So, she straightforwardly suggested, “Miss, I don’t think this is a suitable place to talk. Shall we move elsewhere?”

Generally, Adele was quite receptive to others’ opinions. She hummed in agreement and grabbed Jasmine’s wrist, leading her outside. Adele was outgoing and straightforward, completely oblivious to the looks others were giving her. Even if she had noticed, she probably wouldn’t have cared.

Adele’s hand was slightly cold, as seemed to be the case with all vampires, their body temperature much lower than humans’. It felt a bit chilly against Jasmine’s hand. Fortunately, Jasmine’s physique was already at an abnormal level, so this slight coldness didn’t cause her any discomfort.

As Adele held Jasmine’s hand and led her through the corridors, they encountered some servants and students who gave them strange looks. However, Adele remained unfazed and continued leading Jasmine through the maze-like hallways until they reached a garden. Jasmine had already guessed their destination when Adele started heading in this direction. While following the map earlier, she had actually explored the entire school, including the areas marked as off-limits. Jasmine had intended to keep a low profile, but the school’s security was quite lax and posed no challenge to her.

Jasmine spoke up, “Miss, servants are not allowed in the garden ahead.”

Sometimes Adele was quite obedient, while at other times she was incredibly stubborn, such as now. She ignored Jasmine’s words and said, “I’m the one bringing you in. If anyone has a problem with it, let them come to me,” as she led Jasmine into the garden.

If it were the first time seeing this rose garden, one might be awestruck by its beauty. However, Jasmine had already been here once, so it was nothing new to her.

Adele, on the other hand, was excited. She smiled, then realized something was amiss and pursed her lips. However, her eyes still sparkled with an undeniable brightness as she said with a hint of pride, “So, how is it? Isn’t it beautiful? The moment I saw it, I thought it was stunning and knew I had to bring you here.”

Actually, she didn’t have to bring her here…

Jasmine maintained her icy beauty persona, her expression unchanging, and even her voice remained calm and composed, “Yes, Miss, it’s very beautiful.”

Trying to make her show surprise? Dream on, you’re a thousand years too early.

Adele carefully observed Jasmine’s expression for a moment and, upon seeing no signs of astonishment or exclamations of “Oh, it’s so beautiful,” felt a bit defeated. The brightness in her eyes dimmed slightly. Then, she let out a cold humph, “Even if you pretend to be calm, I can tell you’re actually surprised. After all, this place is so beautiful.”

Adele pulled Jasmine towards a bench in the garden and sat down first, patting the spot next to her. Seeing Jasmine remain motionless, she said, “Don’t worry, there’s no one else here besides me.” Only then did Jasmine sit down, the two of them close enough to be touching.

The moonlight was bright, cascading down like water and illuminating the garden, making the already vibrant roses even more breathtaking. Adele’s expression relaxed, a faint smile appearing on her face, and she spoke softly, “Jasmine, are you upset that I brought you here without warning?”

Of course, she was. After all, being brought to an unfamiliar place and losing her Adele-free time, Jasmine would definitely have some complaints.

However, Adele didn’t wait for Jasmine’s reply and continued speaking, “But I couldn’t bear to leave you alone in the castle. I know, the other maids are mean and often bully you. And in our family, maids have always mysteriously disappeared, both human and vampire maids… Of course, I’m not worried about you. I just think you’re too weak and can’t take care of yourself, so I brought you with me. Besides, Father has been telling me lately that humans in remote areas are becoming restless…”

Actually, it was quite embarrassing, but the mysterious disappearances of the maids were all Jasmine’s doing. The humans disappeared because they had awakened, realizing they could no longer submit and needed to stand up for themselves. However, within the Blake family’s territory, those high-ranking vampires would likely kill them the moment they had such thoughts. For their own good, Jasmine had sent them to a safe location.

The reason for the disappearance of the low-level vampire maids was even simpler; it was because they wanted to bully the weak, helpless, and pitiful Jasmine.

However, the eldest miss was unaware of all this and was still worried that Jasmine would meet the same fate as them.

Jasmine remained silent, and Adele continued, “Jasmine, if you encounter any problems you can’t solve, you must tell me.” She puffed out her chest and patted it. “I will definitely protect you, since I’m your master!”

Jasmine felt that she didn’t need Adele’s protection. On the contrary, she had already helped Adele several times by eliminating non-humans who attempted to assassinate her. However, seeing Adele’s earnest expression, even Jasmine couldn’t bring herself to dampen her spirits. Jasmine nodded, “Thank you, Miss.”

Her response pleased Adele, who hummed in satisfaction. Then, she plucked a rose from the rose bushes and offered it to Jasmine. Jasmine was a bit puzzled but still reached out to take it.

In the garden of the vampire school, even the thorns of the roses were incredibly sharp. The rose was beautiful, but its thorns were like sharp needles, attempting to pierce Jasmine’s skin.

If Jasmine were an ordinary human, she might be yelping in pain from being pricked by the thorns. However, with her quick reflexes and precision, she grasped the small section without thorns. After taking the rose, she even considered performing a rose-in-mouth trick for Adele. If she weren’t afraid of Adele discovering that her skin was too tough for the thorns to penetrate, she wouldn’t have bothered looking for the thornless part.

However, after taking the rose, Jasmine noticed a flicker of disappointment on Adele’s face.

“Miss, is there something on your mind?”

Adele felt a bit guilty. In her imagination, the scene should have unfolded differently. Jasmine would have accidentally pricked her finger upon taking the rose, letting out a cry of pain as the rose fell to the ground, its petals scattering. Jasmine would then cradle her injured finger, tears welling up in her eyes.

At that moment, Adele would step in, scolding Jasmine for being careless while gently licking the blood from her finger with her tongue. If she were lucky, she could secretly sink her fangs into Jasmine’s finger and take a few more sips.

Vampire saliva had special properties that could numb human nerves and even induce hallucinations. By then, Jasmine might even be flushed, her body weakened, and she would have to lean on Adele for support.

However, all of this was just Adele’s imagination. In reality, nothing happened. Jasmine was simply lucky enough to have grabbed the thornless part.

But Adele couldn’t possibly reveal her inner thoughts to Jasmine. With her tsundere nature kicking in, she let out a cold humph, “Nothing, I have nothing on my mind. Why would I have any thoughts about a mere maid like you?” Jasmine pursed her lips. Adele’s thoughts might not be known to everyone, but Jasmine herself was perfectly aware of them. Adele’s desire to drink her blood wasn’t a recent development; she had harbored this intention for quite some time.

Then, Adele continued, “It’s you, Jasmine, who should be careful to hide your true feelings. This is school, not home. If your feelings are discovered by others, you’ll be in big trouble.”

—Ah, here we go again.

Jasmine returned to her expressionless facade, feeling mentally exhausted.

Their eldest miss, Adele, was most likely a bit delusional. She always inexplicably believed that Jasmine had ulterior motives. These motives referred to: having romantic feelings for Adele. In simpler terms, Adele thought that Jasmine liked her.

Jasmine couldn’t understand why Adele had this misconception. She maintained a stoic expression towards everyone and, to maintain her icy beauty persona, she didn’t speak much either. If Adele didn’t seek her out, she would try her best to avoid appearing in front of her. Despite all this, Adele still believed that Jasmine liked her.

Jasmine had pondered for a long time about what she might have done wrong to make Adele think this way, but Adele’s personality was too awkward. Whenever faced with such questions, she would act as if Jasmine was asking the obvious and then haughtily flip her hair and walk away.

“Don’t worry, Miss, I have absolutely no improper thoughts about you.”

Jasmine spoke these words with utmost sincerity. Adele’s expression remained unreadable, but she nodded in agreement, “Yes, that’s right. You must conceal your feelings, not just in front of others, but even in front of me. You must not reveal anything.”

Faced with such an Adele, Jasmine remained silent for a moment before giving up resistance: Forget it, let her be.

Adele and Jasmine chatted for a while longer. Jasmine took out a pocket watch from the side pocket of her skirt and glanced at the time. “Miss Adele, may I remind you that if you don’t go to dinner soon, the student dining hall will be closing.”

“!” Adele’s eyes widened in shock, and she exclaimed softly, “Oh no!”

Chapter 3: Can’t Blame Her for Being Chuunibyou

On the surface, she was a maid serving a noble vampire, but secretly, she was working towards the liberation of humanity.

Jasmine had started contemplating what she should do since she was ten years old. Having inexplicably transmigrated to this world and possessing such a powerful cheat ability, wouldn’t it be a tragedy to live for over a hundred years and then die without accomplishing anything significant? So, Jasmine thought about what she could do to leave her mark on history.

Initially, she became a hunter. During the night, she diligently served the vampire eldest miss, and during the day, when everyone was resting, she would sneak out and eliminate any non-humans who were harming or bullying weak humans. Because she had dealt with so many non-humans, she had figured out their weaknesses and realized that with the right methods, even ordinary humans could fight back.

Therefore, she gathered the people she had saved and taught them how to deal with non-humans. Logically, she could choose to leave the castle and live with the humans. However, the problem was… the humans lacked money, food, and anything delicious. The castle, on the other hand, had abundant resources, providing plenty of meat, eggs, and milk. She couldn’t bear the hardships of living outdoors and preferred to enjoy the super tender steaks prepared by professional chefs in the castle.

Moreover, staying in the castle allowed her to occasionally sneak into the master’s study and gather information about the movements of various non-human factions, enabling her to warn the humans she had sheltered to avoid multiple ambushes.

Unknowingly, Jasmine had made significant contributions to the cause of human liberation.

She even gained a considerable reputation among humans, who affectionately referred to her as Lady Dawn.

The nickname was quite good, but please don’t come up with any more.

Jasmine had initially thought that with Adele attending school and no one clinging to her all day long, she would have more time to dedicate to her grand undertaking of liberating humanity. However, she didn’t expect Adele to be one step ahead, bringing her along to school.

She knew that this vampire was still scheming to suck her delicious blood and couldn’t bear to let her go.

Sitting in the old car, feeling the bumps along the way, with Adele drowsily resting her head on her shoulder and the driver curiously observing her through the rearview mirror, Jasmine maintained an expressionless face while inwardly cringing. The technological development in this world was strange. Perhaps due to the prevalence of supernatural powers, technology had advanced in peculiar ways. Cars were still old-fashioned, but there were also things like airships, which sounded quite advanced.

After transferring from the old car to an airship and arriving at the school, Jasmine fell into an even deeper silence. She didn’t understand Adele’s purpose in bringing her to school. Perhaps it was to see her being targeted and killed by the low-level vampire maids.

Naturally, Adele resided in a luxurious suite, while Jasmine could only stay in the servants’ quarters. Even the servants’ quarters were quite decent, at least providing her with her own small suite instead of sharing a room with others in the castle. She also didn’t have to wash the clothes of everyone in the castle, only Adele’s.

However, the problem was that other nobles brought low-level vampire maids or attendants, with only a few bringing humans. This led to the low-level vampires looking down on Jasmine. On the first night at school, Jasmine’s door was blocked.

The leader seemed to be the maid of Adele’s classmate. She sneered, her eyes filled with bloodlust as she looked at Jasmine. Jasmine understood; she wanted to drink her blood.

But this low-level maid didn’t seem like a good person, and she wasn’t Jasmine’s employer. Even Adele couldn’t drink her blood, so how could Jasmine possibly let her succeed?

So, when the maid said, “Human, if you’re smart, you’ll obediently offer your neck and let me feast on your blood. Oh, and remember not to tell your little mistress, or you’ll be bullied even more,” Jasmine sighed.

As the maid thought she had succeeded and approached Jasmine, Jasmine swiftly grabbed her arm and pinned her to the ground. Jasmine’s movements were so fast that no one noticed how she had moved. By the time they reacted, the maid was already completely restrained.

Jasmine’s knee pressed against the maid’s back, her hand gripping the maid’s arm and twisting it behind her. The maid was stunned for a moment before screaming, “Human! What are you doing?!”

“I’m just protecting myself. After all, there are so many of you. Even if you took turns sucking my blood, I would be drained dry. By the way, it’s not surprising that I subdued you. Although I’m a human, you’re just a low-level vampire, barely an adult and unskilled. For someone like me who diligently exercises, subduing you is quite simple.”

“The technique I used to subdue you is called women’s self-defense. It’s very effective, I suggest you learn it. If any other vampires try to bully you in the future, you can use this technique to subdue them.”

“No, are you crazy?!”

Amidst the maid’s pleas for mercy, Jasmine released her. They looked at Jasmine as if she were a monster, but still stubbornly declared, “You’ll regret this! We won’t let you get away with it!” before quickly fleeing the scene with their companions.

Weak and arrogant low-level vampires were truly annoying. Jasmine shook her hand, feeling speechless. She took her luggage to her room and organized it meticulously. There was also a small box that the school had given her upon arrival, saying that even maids had to wear uniforms.

Jasmine opened the box and found that the uniform provided by the school wasn’t much different from the maid uniform in the castle. It was still a maid uniform, with only slight differences in details and craftsmanship. After changing into the uniform, Jasmine started exploring the school. The school was quite thorough and had provided everyone with a map, detailing the areas where servants were allowed to go. There were also many areas that were off-limits to servants, such as the teaching areas, classroom rest areas, and so on.

The servants’ dining hall was also separate from the students’, but the food was quite good, as Jasmine discovered during mealtime.

The servants’ mealtime was typically after their masters had gone to class. When Jasmine arrived at the dining hall, she realized that she wasn’t the only human maid. Seeing Jasmine, the other human maids looked surprised and even somewhat delighted, but they quickly lowered their heads, their cautious demeanor suggesting that they had been bullied many times.

On her first day at school, Jasmine didn’t know if these human maids had been mentally enslaved like the head maid in the castle, so she didn’t approach them. She simply went to the counter to collect her lunch. The kitchen staff included both low-level vampires and humans, but the number of humans was small, and they all appeared timid.

In the vampire territory, Jasmine observed that humans generally fell into two categories: those who were timid and didn’t dare to stand out, and those who were arrogant and acted as if they were noble vampires themselves, even bullying others. Even if their opponents were low-level vampires, humans still had the power to fight back.

Jasmine chose a few dishes that suited her taste, carried her tray to an empty table, and quietly began to eat.

Her hearing was excellent, surpassing even that of werewolves. She could also filter out unwanted sounds and instantly capture useful information. Jasmine immediately noticed that at a table not far behind her, four low-level vampire maids were discussing something.

They deliberately lowered their voices, speaking about humans with disdain.

“Ugh, another human. I really hate humans. They always have a foul smell.”

Nonsense, if a human shed a single drop of blood, you’d be drooling with desire.

Jasmine scooped up a piece of potato with her spoon and put it in her mouth, inwardly complaining about the audacious maid.

Another vampire chimed in, “Yeah, but have you heard the recent news? In remote areas, some humans are calling themselves rebels, and they’ve even killed a few vampires.”

“How is that possible…” The maid who had expressed her dislike for humans earlier was shocked. “Mere humans, capable of killing noble vampires?”

“Well, it’s not entirely impossible to resist. Didn’t that human just pin a low-level vampire to the ground…”

“She seems to be the maid of the Blake family’s eldest miss. Unbelievable, why would the Blake family’s eldest miss bring a human? Has the Blake family fallen from grace?”

Jasmine continued eating, her mood quite pleasant, because the so-called human rebels were her doing. Although Jasmine was a transmigrator and didn’t feel a strong sense of belonging to this world’s natives, as a fellow human, she was unhappy to see them living in such misery.

Besides, helping weak humans overthrow their oppressors, igniting the flame of resistance in their hearts, and leaving her name in history – wasn’t that super cool?

Yes, Jasmine was somewhat chuunibyou. But she couldn’t be blamed. After all, before transmigrating, she was just an ordinary girl with a bit of fantasy. Now that she had actually transmigrated and possessed a cheat ability, in such a cruel and fantastical world, it would be a disservice to herself not to embrace her chuunibyou side.

Although her initial motivation was “because it’s cool,” Jasmine had genuinely helped many people and done many good deeds.

Jasmine couldn’t contain her pride. She picked up her tray and prepared to leave. However, before she could reach the dining hall entrance, she heard the familiar call, “Jasmine! Jasmine!”

Oh – damn it.

An exaggerated, theatrical voice echoed in Jasmine’s mind. Just from the sound, she knew it was her eldest miss, Adele, looking for her again. Jasmine was truly at a loss when it came to Adele. She keenly noticed the strange looks from other low-level vampires directed at Adele… In a sense, the eldest miss didn’t quite resemble a typical vampire.

At the very least, not a noble one.

Chapter 2: Celebrated Too Soon

The black threads, unnoticed, had wrapped around the blade. In the next moment, Jasmine vanished from her spot with a speed that surpassed human eyesight. When the werewolf brother saw her again, she was already standing two meters away.

The human maid stood there calmly, as if nothing had happened. The werewolf was astonished. He subconsciously looked at the dagger hanging by the maid’s side, the one he had just used to threaten her. Werewolves had excellent eyesight, even at night. He quickly noticed that the dagger wasn’t just hanging there; it was suspended in mid-air, entangled by an extremely thin thread.

The werewolf exclaimed in shock, “What… this thing?!”

Referring to someone as a “thing” was incredibly rude…

Jasmine complained inwardly but responded politely to the werewolf, “As you can see, I’m a human.”

The werewolf felt like he was being played. How could someone like her be human?! Could a human move so fast, break free from his grasp in an instant, and seize his dagger? The werewolf even voiced his astonishment, “You’re lying! How can you be human?!”

“Sir, please don’t shout. You’re here to assassinate. Shouting like this will attract everyone.” Jasmine found this werewolf assassin increasingly incompetent, even needing her to remind him.

The werewolf also realized this and quieted down. He then heard the maid across from him say, “Please observe me carefully once again. I am, without a doubt, a human.”

What Jasmine said… was actually correct. From head to toe, Jasmine looked like an ordinary human. Short black hair, black eyes, slightly yellowish skin that might belong to another ethnicity, and even her scent was that of a human.

The werewolf remained cautious. He lowered his voice and pointed at the thread in Jasmine’s hand, asking, “What’s that in your hand?”

As a maid, answering a guest’s question was a basic courtesy. So, Jasmine honestly replied, “It’s my hair.”

“Huh?”

“You know, a maid’s hair can’t be too long. It needs to be either cut short or neatly tied up. I find it too troublesome to tie it up every day, so I just cut it short.”

—Wait, who would want to know such a thing? Moreover, werewolves didn’t have maids, nor had they ever hired one, let alone known one. So, they wouldn’t know about such things. Hearing Jasmine’s words, he felt utterly bewildered. Jasmine then continued, addressing his main concern.

“Then, I used glue to stick my hair together bit by bit. Because my hair is very strong and doesn’t hurt me, it’s a very useful weapon.” The Jasmine in front of him lifted her foot and moved slightly. The werewolf lost sight of her, and in the next moment, he found the maid standing behind him.

Jasmine tightened the thread made of her hair around the werewolf’s neck. “It’s really useful. Because I can control every part of my body, even though my hair is cut short, it surprisingly still retains this characteristic. So, I can control it to become a sharp blade or a simple rope.”

Jasmine acted decisively. In just a moment, the werewolf could barely speak. After confirming that the werewolf had stopped breathing, Jasmine stopped. She loosened the thread, and it obediently retreated into her sleeve. The werewolf collapsed on the ground and, after a while, transformed from a human shape into a wolf.

She felt that these creatures were more like monsters than humanoids. Jasmine believed that werewolves were more like wolf demons that had cultivated into spirits. Otherwise, why would they revert to their wolf form after death? Similarly, Jasmine didn’t consider vampires to be human either. They were vampires, and after death, they would turn into ashes, leaving no human corpse behind.

Therefore, Jasmine had no qualms about dealing with these messy things.

Jasmine kicked the wolf’s head with her foot, finding it truly troublesome. Honestly, if the werewolf hadn’t been unlucky enough to encounter her, it might have actually killed a few vampires. However, she would never allow it to harm humans.

Her hearing and sense of smell also surpassed human capabilities. She had long since determined that a wolf had infiltrated the vampire castle. If it dared to attack a human, Jasmine would eliminate it immediately.

Jasmine picked up the wolf, made sure no one was around, and jumped out of the window. She climbed onto the roof of the castle, bypassing the vampires, and found a place outside the castle to bury the wolf. This place was a hidden gem, where Jasmine had already buried quite a few non-humans.

For example: vampires who had provoked her, soul-stealing demons who had bumped into her, and other non-humans who came to assassinate members of the Blake family but only targeted young girls.

There were stones transformed from deceased gargoyles, wolf corpses, and cloth fragments of soul-stealing demons… If any non-humans entered this area, they would surely be terrified, thinking it was a deterrent display by the Blake family. But in reality, it was just because this place was rarely frequented, making it convenient for Jasmine to bury bodies.

Jasmine disliked non-humans and, of course, vampires as well. However, Adele was an exception. She had never harmed any humans—Adele was a good girl. For such a non-human, Jasmine wasn’t heartless enough to ignore her life or death.

Most importantly, Adele was her employer, providing her with food, shelter, and a place to live. Jasmine still needed to protect her employer. Without Adele, Jasmine didn’t know where to find such a good, agreeable, and harmless long-term meal ticket.

After hiding her frequently used shovel, Jasmine climbed back into the castle, acting as if nothing had happened, and went to the servants’ quarters to continue her work as usual. The maids in the castle had many tasks, including cleaning, laundry, cooking, sewing clothes, and so on. Fortunately, they didn’t have to tend to the garden; there were dedicated servants for that.

Overseeing them was a head maid in her fifties who had served the family for over forty years. Jasmine didn’t like this person because although she was human, her mind had been transformed into that of a vampire’s servant. In her eyes and heart, nothing was more important than vampires. Even in the division of labor, she would favor the maids who were low-level vampires.

However, Jasmine knew that none of this was the head maid’s fault. The vampires’ years of brainwashing played a significant role. It’s just that the head maid always seemed to find fault with Jasmine, as she was doing now.

As she was sewing a handkerchief with needle and thread, she heard the head maid’s stern voice, “Jasmine!”

Jasmine turned around and saw the head maid approaching angrily. Her leather shoes clicked loudly against the floor tiles. Only when she reached Jasmine did Jasmine put down her work and slowly stand up. She faced the head maid with a standard maid’s posture and softly inquired, “Madam, is there something you need?”

“Why weren’t you in your room just now! I’ve been looking for you everywhere!”

—Asking the obvious…

Jasmine knew very well that the other maids must have already told the head maid that Adele had summoned her, but she still wanted to use this opportunity to find fault with her.

“As you can see, I was summoned by Miss Adele.”

“Even so, you should have informed me beforehand! Instead of disappearing when your work requires you!” As the head maid spoke, she suddenly felt a chill. Seeing her expression, Jasmine knew that she had accidentally let her killing intent show. The head maid should be grateful that she was human. Otherwise, with the frequency with which she bothered Jasmine, she would have been buried in the graveyard behind the castle long ago.

Jasmine was a principled person. She wouldn’t kill, nor could she bring herself to do such a thing.

The humans in this world were already pitiful enough. If she didn’t help, humanity might even face extinction at some point in the future. She had put in a lot of effort for humanity, and yet, the human in front of her was still finding fault with her. Jasmine truly felt exasperated. As Jasmine tried to suppress her burgeoning anger, she heard the head maid continue, “Miss Adele will be leaving the castle soon to attend school. We must pack the clothes she needs to take with her and select suitable maids to accompany her.”

Speaking of this, the head maid glanced at Jasmine with disdain. “Some people shouldn’t be presumptuous just because the eldest miss favors them. Only maids born as vampires are qualified to accompany the eldest miss to the noble school. Jasmine, you don’t actually think you can go to the noble school to serve the eldest miss, do you?”

“Of course not.”

In reality, she was overjoyed. Without the eldest miss clinging to her all day long, she would have much more time to do what she wanted instead of constantly hearing the eldest miss yelling, “Jasmine! Jasmine!” Just thinking about the upcoming Adele-free life made Jasmine want to grin from ear to ear, almost losing control of her usually expressionless and aloof demeanor.

Because Adele would be leaving for school in the next few days, Jasmine had been particularly tolerant of her lately, happily organizing many things for her.

At the same time, the maids’ luggage was also prepared. Jasmine conveniently placed both Adele’s and the accompanying maids’ luggage on the roof of the car, covering them with a waterproof cloth. The old car’s compartment couldn’t hold much, so the luggage had to be placed on the roof rack.

Just as Jasmine was about to bid farewell to the eldest miss and start her happy life, she found Adele pulling her into the car.

“?”

Jasmine couldn’t help but reveal a puzzled expression. The eldest miss’s beautiful face loomed before her. “Jasmine, I’m really worried. Father also said that humans have been restless lately… Sigh, I can only feel at ease if I keep you within my sight.”

Isn’t it possible… that the reason humans are restless is because of the little maid in front of her?

Jasmine was dumbfounded.

Chapter 1: Cheating

“I’m a cheater.”

Jasmine had no qualms admitting this. She could proudly declare that she was, indeed, a cheater. Ever since she transmigrated, Jasmine had this self-awareness. As a transmigrator, having a cheat ability was perfectly normal, right?

Especially in a world dominated by vampires, overrun by various races, and where humans were weak, not having a cheat ability was a death sentence.

Therefore, Jasmine readily accepted the fact that she had a cheat. As for when she discovered it, it was probably the day she was born. Unfortunately, as soon as Jasmine was born, vampires snatched her from her mother’s arms and raised her collectively. Upon growing up, she would become a blood slave, a food source for vampires.

When she learned this, she accidentally crushed her crib. From that moment, she knew she was somewhat different.

However, Jasmine didn’t intend to fight the world as a baby. So, she calmly pretended to be an ordinary infant. The vampires weren’t perverted enough to draw blood from a baby—they understood sustainable development and knew there wasn’t much blood in an infant anyway.

Jasmine lived comfortably until she was six years old. Apart from the caregivers who recorded her daily progress and pricked her with a needle to take a tiny amount of blood for blood management, it wasn’t much different from an ordinary orphanage.

After turning six, vampire nobles would visit this “kindergarten” to select their preferred human children to take home. In a sense, Jasmine felt that this orphanage was quite similar to an animal shelter.

Jasmine was indeed lucky. She was successfully adopted. She knew that if no one adopted her, she would be sold to a farm or a bank after turning eighteen to work for vampires. Of course, it wasn’t ordinary work; it involved being drained of blood.

Actually, Jasmine didn’t mind being sold to such a place. By the age of six, she was already so overpowered that she could crush stones into powder with her bare hands. Jasmine couldn’t imagine a vampire’s arm being harder than stone. Her only fear was: what if vampires had some unknown magical attacks?

She soon realized that even if vampires possessed such supernatural abilities, the low-level vampires managing the farms would definitely not be her match. Being adopted, however, presented its own challenges, as it meant being under the roof of nobles, undoubtedly important figures. But since she was adopted, it meant she had more opportunities to gather information and see just how strong she truly was.

The reason this noble family adopted her was that their first child was about the same age as Jasmine. Upon reaching adulthood, the child would require many blood slaves. They not only adopted Jasmine but also many other girls of the same age.

After being adopted, Jasmine also received her own name, the rather casual “Molly.” It sounded very similar to the naming conventions of her previous life’s country, encompassing both a given name and a surname. However, Jasmine was certain that this wasn’t her name in her past life. Rather than using a seemingly similar name, she preferred to be called Jasmine.

This would also serve as a reminder of her identity—a maid. Yes, this family employed child labor, making the six-year-old Jasmine learn to be a maid, serving their precious daughter alongside other humans and low-level vampires. If there were a child protection agency, Jasmine would definitely be the first to file a complaint.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t, not even a human protection agency.

The name didn’t really matter to Jasmine. In her mind, “Jasmine” was no different from Cuihong, Liulu, or Yingge; it was just a code name.

Life within the vampire family was incredibly boring. The tasks assigned by the adults seemed laborious, but for the overpowered Jasmine, they were effortless. She was the best among the maids, accomplishing every task assigned to her flawlessly, even surpassing the low-level vampires.

Jasmine lived peacefully until she turned eighteen, the same age when the vampire miss of the household was ready to attend school. Jasmine’s cheat abilities further developed. She discovered that not only was her body different from ordinary humans, even surpassing that of vampires, but the mental magic that vampires prided themselves on had no effect on her.

Having to occasionally feign being controlled was quite tiresome.

In this situation, the vampire miss attending school was actually a good thing for Jasmine because the miss was too clingy.

“Jasmine! Jasmine, where are you?”

Speak of the devil, and she shall appear. The eldest miss had arrived. Jasmine felt that the eldest miss didn’t need to come all the way to the servants’ quarters to call for her. Pulling a rope would surely alert the servants’ quarters, and someone would be sent. However, that someone might not necessarily be Jasmine.

Jasmine sighed, rose from her seat, ignored the gazes of the other maids, and walked out of the servants’ quarters. She saw the vampire girl standing in the corridor. The heavy curtains of the corridor were drawn, allowing the clear moonlight to spill onto the floor. The silver-haired vampire in a black gothic dress looked at Jasmine and smiled. But then, she seemed to feel that it was beneath her dignity and let out a “hmph.”

—A very standard tsundere.

Jasmine couldn’t help but complain inwardly. The vampire eldest miss, Adele of the Blake family, was a tsundere character. Her tsundere persona was so classic that Jasmine couldn’t bring herself to dislike her.

Seeing Jasmine, Adele quickly walked up to her and asked, “Jasmine, have you seen my hair ribbon? The one that matches this outfit. I can’t find it anywhere.” Jasmine knew which hair ribbon Adele was referring to. She was sure she had seen it before she went to sleep that day.

Jasmine nodded. “Miss, I’ll help you find it.”

Adele hummed in response and turned towards her room, leading the way. Jasmine followed behind her with an expressionless face. In the vast, ancient castle, no other person would appear in the corridor. Adele’s elders were always elusive. Jasmine had secretly observed them before. They spent two-thirds of their lives sleeping. Adele was still a young vampire, relatively energetic, and preferred being awake and running around compared to sleeping.

Such a night, such a corridor, was perfect for filming a horror movie.

Jasmine followed Adele to her room and found the hair ribbon in the dressing room. It wasn’t difficult to find, especially for Jasmine, who had an exceptionally good memory. However, the young vampire was always forgetful. Seeing Jasmine effortlessly retrieve her hair ribbon, she couldn’t help but sigh, “Only you, Jasmine, know where all these random things are. I can never find them.”

Adele sat on the soft stool in the dressing room, her crimson eyes fixed on Jasmine. She seemed somewhat awkward but still confessed honestly, “Jasmine… I want your blood.”

Jasmine remained expressionless and righteously refused Adele, ignoring her request.

Jasmine knew very well that she was adopted to feed Adele. However, knowing was one thing; Jasmine always felt that being sucked dry was a bit strange. Therefore, whenever Adele made the request, she would always be rejected. Adele’s lips pouted. If it were any other vampire being refused like this, they would surely be furious. But Adele was different. She eventually turned her head away with a huff, not truly angry.

For so long, Adele had only been drinking synthetic blood, not even a single drop of human blood. She was a rare breed among vampires.

Seeing that Adele had no other needs, Jasmine prepared to leave. Just then, Adele quickly grabbed Jasmine’s sleeve.

Adele looked at Jasmine pitifully, like a helpless puppy.

“Ah! Jasmine! Don’t leave. Can’t you stay with me for a while?”

Faced with Adele’s coquettishness, Jasmine remained unmoved. “No, I’m not like you, Miss. I have a lot of things to do.”

The puppy whimpered pathetically, still refusing to let go of Jasmine’s sleeve. She was very attached to Jasmine, to the point where Jasmine sometimes didn’t even have time for her own affairs. But the good news was that Adele would be going to school soon. Once she left the castle, Jasmine’s personal time should increase considerably.

Adele clung to Jasmine’s sleeve, leaning against her, and lingered for a while. Finally, under Jasmine’s urging, she released her grip. Before Jasmine left, she declared with certainty, “One day, I will drink your blood!”

—If it’s based on strength, you’ll never have the chance in this lifetime.

Jasmine complained inwardly.

Turning to leave, Jasmine headed towards the servants’ quarters to continue her work. Unfortunately, as she neared her destination, a figure emerged from the shadows and held a knife to her neck. Jasmine instinctively raised her hands, indicating that she was harmless.

She tilted her head and examined the person behind her. To be precise, it wasn’t a human, but a werewolf. The moon was exceptionally bright tonight. In a few days, it would be a full moon, the time when werewolves were at their strongest.

The werewolf brother wrinkled his nose. “Human, where are the vampires of the Blake family? Don’t tell me you don’t know. I can smell the stench of vampires on you!”

The werewolf brother’s nose was indeed sharp, but threatening her was useless. Jasmine remained calm. “I only know the whereabouts of Miss Adele. I’m not aware of where the other adults are.” She was, of course, lying to the werewolf brother, but it was consistent with her persona.

However, the werewolf brother didn’t quite understand. He frowned, and the knife moved closer to Jasmine’s neck. She could feel the sharp, cold blade against her skin.

“Then take me to her! Take me to that eldest miss!”

Jasmine’s hand moved slightly, and black threads quietly landed on her hand—don’t misunderstand, the unlucky one wasn’t her, but the werewolf brother.