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Chapter 15

Under the guidance of the maids, Adele returned to the bedroom where Hermione sleeps. There are clearly separate guest rooms in this mansion, yet she was sent to Hermione’s room.

It’s hard not to let one’s imagination run wild.

The corners of Adele’s lips curled up slightly, like a little thief cat who stole a taste of something sweet~

After the maids left, Hermione’s room became her domain.

In that case, it should be fine to indulge a little, right?

Try on the wife’s clothes!

Play with the wife’s computer!

Taste the wife’s snacks!

Adele’s figure was active in every corner of Hermione’s spacious room. Until finally tired from frolicking, she lay on the bed wearing an irresistible white loose women’s T-shirt + pure white lace-trimmed stockings combination, waiting for Hermione’s return.

This outfit emphasizes one word – “just right”!

Adele wants to seduce Hermione until she’s burning with desire. Yet still pretend to be pure and innocent by her side.

Making her feel a sense of guilt just from imagining laying hands on herself.

This is called “burning hot but refusing to do it”.

Hehe.

Won’t let Hermione succeed so easily.

Adele is a very reserved maiden. (You say it is, then it is)

Although this woman is indeed not bad, the type of long-term and stable meal ticket. If taking the pure love route, she can be said to be one of the best targets.

But Adele is very clear about the cruelty of this book world. Relying on Hermione’s strength alone is absolutely not enough to protect herself.

At that time, won’t it give birth to developments that “enrage the warriors of pure love”?

So even if Adele is thinking for Hermione’s sake, she still has to take the initiative to shuttle between the other few Sequence One villain ladies.

Not to mention others, just take Dorothy, the vampire princess. At the current stage, no matter how hard Hermione tries, she can’t possibly surpass her.

…

When Hermione left the training room panting heavily, it was already late at night with the bright moon high in the sky.

Although her body was tired, the kind of exhaustion from overusing mental power, there was still a smile that could be called joyful hanging on her face.

Hermione kept winning against Dorothy, kept winning against her, again and again… Until her body reached its limit today.

Only then did she reluctantly detach her mental power from the virtual combat system. She would greatly surprise Dorothy, right?

If she was the one to make her suffer her first defeat, it should also be an acceptable result for her.

But Hermione also understood Dorothy’s personality and temper. If this match used Adele as the stake for victory or defeat, then Dorothy might rarely go all out.

It’s not that Adele is very important in Dorothy’s heart. It’s just that Adele, as her toy, if she’s willing to give, others can naturally defile her.

If she’s unwilling to give, no one can take her away from her hands. But even so, Hermione won’t back down.

She is proud but not blindly arrogant, and has no lack of confidence that is not inferior to others. Everything will be decided on the day of the academy assessment.

Hermione brushed aside the scattered silver-blue hair by her ear, her movements elegant and composed, returning under the watery moonlight.

…

In Hermione’s bedroom, Adele was alone guarding the empty bed.

Feeling like giving up on life.

Her whole body sprawled on the bed in a “big” character, slacking off. The prepared post-bath seduction combo seemed to have become a joke.

It’s not that it can’t seduce. It’s that Hermione didn’t even give you the chance to seduce and entice her!

Haha… but why does Adele’s expression look like crying?

At this moment, she began pondering a question. A very serious question.

Could it be… that she acted too exaggeratedly and Hermione noticed something!?

Noticed that she is a “shallow grass” little green tea?

Noticed her false affection?

If that’s really the case…

Adele has already started to panic. Compared to Hermione leaving her to guard the empty bed, now she has begun to fear Hermione’s return.

But a gust of chilly fragrant wind came. Signaling Hermione’s inevitable return.

Adele’s heart began to pound. For a while, she couldn’t think of how to face Hermione who returned late at night.

Might as well sleep with her head covered! When encountering difficulties, sleep deeply. These words are truly not deceiving me!

Hermione pushed open the door very lightly. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten that this is her bedroom, her home. Instead, her whole heart was on Adele.

Thinking, it’s so late, has she already fallen asleep? Vampires have good night vision. Even without lighting, Hermione saw the slightly protruding petite figure on the bed.

Sure enough, she’s asleep. In that case, she shouldn’t disturb Adele anymore.

Hermione even lightened her breathing, tiptoeing to the bedside, and began to take off her own clothes under the faint moonlight with a rustle.

As a vampire lady, she has never been so considerate of others before. But it’s only by Adele’s side that she can’t help wanting to care for her and cherish her.

One aspect is out of pity. The other aspect is out of…

Adele’s breathing suddenly became heavy. Hermione immediately froze with her whole body stiff. After a good while, making sure Adele’s breathing became even again, she continued taking off her dress.

She doesn’t know that her anxiety and unease have already become a source of joy in the heart of Adele, this mischievous little one.

That’s right, she deliberately pretended to be disturbed by Hermione and about to wake up. Wanting to see Hermione’s reaction.

If she cares about her and stopped her movements, then it means she hasn’t seen through her acting. Even the opposite, she was perfectly fooled by her.

Now she has been mesmerized by her… seems a bit too exaggerated?

In any case, Adele is not the blindly confident type. Moreover, in her view, Hermione, as a descendant of the vampire True Ancestor, a lady of a noble family, the academy’s highest and most noble Sequence One honor student, probably can’t be easily mesmerized by her like a pure and harmless little girl.

So for the time being, let’s take her consideration for herself as the nobility’s upbringing and etiquette.

Sigh, the road to conquering Hermione is still long and arduous.

Adele quietly thought to herself. At the same time cheering herself on.

If she can’t even get past Hermione, this ostensibly ice mountain beauty with low aggression and low defense, then what’s the point of talking about changing fate.

What’s the point of talking about making the villain ladies kneel down and be her dog!

Soon, Hermione’s clothes were basically all taken off and hung on the hanger. Only her undergarments and unexpectedly somewhat alluring black [stockings] were still worn on her well-proportioned body.

As the Snow Queen, she won’t feel cold. But because Adele is right in front of her, and she… almost stripped naked in front of her.

Even knowing that she’s already fast asleep and won’t notice her state, Hermione still shyly hugged her snow-white, jade-like ample bosom.

Looking as if she was shrinking from the cold. At the same time, her gaze could finally unscrupulously and longingly look towards Adele’s pure and beautiful sleeping face in front of her.

The more she looked, the more she couldn’t stop. Even the distance was slowly getting closer without her noticing.

By the time Hermione reacted, she was already very close to Adele’s brows and eyes. Close enough to count her long eyelashes that were like a small brush.

Close enough to see Adele’s tender lips glowing with a faint pink luster under the moonlight. As if possessed, Hermione secretly pressed her lips against Adele’s.

Anyway… it won’t be discovered, right?

Chapter 14: She’s Not Generous Enough

Splash, splash…

The water in the bathtub swayed and overflowed.

Who knows how long had passed. Perhaps not long, but the maiden’s fragrant blood made one indulge.

Finally coming to her senses, Hermione silently left the bathroom. Not bothering to wipe away the water traces on her body, her hair still dripping wet, scattering a string of water droplets like silver beads.

She put on a white bathrobe, her back view somewhat fleeing in appearance. Losing her usual composure and elegance. In the past, Hermione certainly wouldn’t have imagined this kind of description appearing on herself.

Only leaving Adele, whose face had already turned almost pale, in the bathtub cursing in her heart. Damn it, heartless aren’t you!

But in fact, the two didn’t do anything. Adele pressed her fragrant, blood-scented lips. Followed by Hermione’s drinking and indulgence.

Hermione was completely immersed in the maiden’s fragrant blood. Feeding as a vampire. She was actually very clumsy in this aspect. Not knowing where to put her hands. Also very passive. Needing Adele’s guidance.

The type that is very easy to bully. Provided that you dare to bully her.

Unfortunately, the current Adele had too much blood drawn by Hermione, her whole body severely anemic and weak. Where would she still have the strength to bully Hermione…

A rare opportunity to be the aggressor. Just slipped away from Adele’s grasp.

The maiden gritted her silver teeth, her face full of the three big characters “I hate”. As for ending up being abandoned in the bathroom now, Adele had long expected it and had no dissatisfaction.

Because Hermione has the kind of personality that hides everything in her heart. Her reaction may appear calm on the surface, but there are earth-shattering waves deep inside.

The facts were just like that. After leaving the bathroom, wherever Hermione passed, snowflakes danced, the leaking magic power almost freezing the entire villa. Only the bathroom where Adele was in remained warm like spring.

Hermione walked towards the direction of the training room. Her steps were extremely fast, indicating her very unsettled mood.

At the same time, she clenched her fists, her face flushed red, her ample bosom also heaving violently with her breathing. She didn’t understand. Didn’t understand this feeling.

Didn’t understand why she was particularly… towards Adele. Also didn’t understand why Adele, knowing that approaching herself would get hurt, would have her blood drawn without restraint. Still… wanting to approach herself?

This question seemed to already have its answer. In Adele’s affectionate gaze. In her gentle eyes.

It’s just that Hermione had no experience. She, she was very nervous…

Not knowing what to do. So she wanted to temporarily escape from these things by immersing herself in training.

Or perhaps, it wasn’t for the sake of escaping. Because she was going to activate the virtual combat system.

The application of this system helps reduce the casualty rate of vampires and human elites when executing missions. Training their abilities under safe circumstances.

And the opponent Hermione chose was the projection of Dorothy, one of the True Ancestor’s descendants, recorded after a series of tests.

Dorothy, this proud name belongs to a true vampire princess. Although there are many vampire True Ancestors, only her lineage became the emperor. The rest of the True Ancestors are merely kings and nobles.

She is also nominally the current number one person at Chromwell Academy. If that woman is not counted.

At the same time, Dorothy is also nominally Adele’s true master. She “hunted” Adele on the first day of school.

It’s just that she is very generous, willing to share her kept woman with the rest of the Sequence Ones. Unlike the other Sequence Ones who are eager and greedily yearn for Adele.

Hermione only tried it once or twice at the instigation of the other Sequence Ones, unable to resist the temptation. Adele’s violent resistance and hateful eyes are still vivid.

Although Hermione felt guilty, she still inevitably indulged in it. Adele’s blood is delicious enough to make all vampires go crazy.

Now Adele seems to have developed different feelings for herself. Just as Hermione also…

Hermione hurriedly withdrew her thoughts. The training room had also been reached.

She entered the combat room and put on the relevant equipment, all of which are the culmination of human technology. They are actually willing to share such technological achievements with vampires, this in itself is a proof of trust.

Provided that the vampires are worthy of their trust. With the help of the equipment, Hermione allowed her mental power to enter the virtual combat system.

The system popped up a series of character projections for her to choose from. There was even herself among them.

And after several tests in the past, Hermione finally determined that. Putting aside their respective hidden cards, these projections can probably exert about seventy percent of the originals’ usual strength.

Dorothy’s seventy percent… is not enough, but it’s the only method at present.

Hermione’s personality has always been very indifferent to everything.

Logically speaking, she shouldn’t have such a strong desire to win, and has always been perfunctory towards competitions and assessments.

Anyway, she can casually make a move and obtain a good ranking. It is precisely because of this that the academy has been saying her strength is unfathomable.

This should be the first time she tried to defeat Dorothy. In the past, hindered by that faint friendship between the two, she would often choose to throw the match or lose to Dorothy without being too serious. Dorothy once exclaimed how boring it was.

But it’s okay, Dorothy, I will soon make you feel “interesting”. Hermione’s eyes became extremely deep, her gaze staring at the gradually forming combat projection – Dorothy’s form in front of her.

The pink long twin tails and the slightly crazy expression on her face were all simulated vividly.

But at the same time, Hermione’s momentum gradually rose to a terrifying degree. As if just seeing Dorothy’s crazy yet smiling face, and recalling her casual and nonchalant expression when she pushed Adele towards herself,

Hermione couldn’t help wanting to tear her apart.

Even the instrument measuring magic power let out a wail, trying to warn Hermione to control her power. But obviously, Hermione, who was in a hurry to vent, didn’t care about that. She swept towards the Dorothy projection, who took a defensive stance according to the optimal solution under the current situation, like a blizzard!

…

A week later, it will be the day for the academy to conduct strength assessments, stage magic battles, and rank promotions and demotions. Only this time, Hermione must not lose to Dorothy. Or rather, she must win!
As for why, perhaps… it’s because she’s not generous enough.

…

The spring chill bestows a bath in the Huaqing Pool, the warm spring water smoothly washes the congealed cream. The maidservant helps up the weak beauty, it’s the beginning of newly receiving the favor~ Uh, the last two lines can be ignored. In short, this is probably Adele’s evaluation of her body’s condition after getting out of the bath.

White and clean, tender and smooth. Like white jade and cream.

Then it’s soft, legs soft, soft everywhere… Adele almost couldn’t climb out of the bathtub. Even after climbing out, her slender white legs were still trembling. Gleaming water droplets slid down the maiden’s flat fair belly and inner thighs. Being sucked of blood by two powerful vampires like Hermione and Celeste in one day… Who can withstand this! Hermione too, she hurriedly slipped away.

Not even knowing to linger for a bit. Well, she’ll slowly teach her in the future. Despite having a mature body, the so-called Ice Queen is actually not even comparable to a maiden in her first love. It’s only behind Hermione’s back that Adele dares to criticize her in such a coquettish manner.

Wiping off the water from her body, Adele put on a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

The low-level vampire maids bowed on both sides, giving her a slight shock. But thinking that this might be Hermione’s arrangement, she also quickly put on the proud demeanor of a mistress. Actually super happy in her heart! Wuhu~

Chapter 13: The Maiden’s Captive

Although it happened suddenly, damn it…
It feels so good~ (referring to the bath)

In the bathtub that can accommodate two people bathing together, a completely naked Adele leaned against Hermione, who was embracing her from behind. The shy maiden held her chest and sat in a duck-like posture, feeling the temperature of the hot water around her. It made one can’t help but exhale a breath of pink air.

Thinking, this is a bit too comfortable…

This experience of having one’s whole body enveloped by warm water, extremely warm with the buoyancy supporting oneself, feels very secure. It’s been a long time since Adele has experienced it.
Of course, the soft and fluffy thing behind her… is also very nice!

Adele originally thought she would have to settle things here today, in Hermione’s bathroom. This kind of supposedly important memory actually happening in the bathtub, in a sense, is also unforgettable.

And it’s easy to clean up…

But the reality is, when Hermione brought Adele into the bathtub, even Adele herself had already accepted her fate, Hermione’s movements had already stopped.

So much so that Adele’s expression of shyly closing her eyes for a while appeared a bit awkward.

After a while, Adele nervously opened one eye and still saw the misty bathroom.

Hermione behind her held her even tighter.

The ends of her hair felt cool, because they were dampened by water droplets and exposed to the air. Resting on the maiden’s shoulders, like the wind frozen on the window in November.

“Okay, okay, I won’t run away…” Adele instinctively responded. She believed that was the response Hermione expected. And she even forgot to pretend, to pretend to be that trembling little poor thing.

Come to think of it, it’s only in front of Hermione that Adele can act like this to gain her sympathy. In front of the other Sequence Ones, she still has to grit her teeth and show a bit of unyielding spirit.
The other ones have seen too many servants. Once they get tired of it, it’s not fun anymore.

Adele’s eyes narrowed, rippling the gleaming light on the water surface. She has to make them… yearn for her.

“Hmm…” Hermione’s response at this time seemed a bit soft. This description that shouldn’t belong to the Ice Queen, used on her at this moment, is actually very fitting. Her eyes looked dazed as she rested her chin on the delicate hollow of Adele’s shoulder.

The strength was maintained very well, not enough to make Adele feel burdened. At the same time, her warm breath was like a soft brush, sweeping over Adele’s snow-white neck in waves after waves.
It’s a bit… ticklish. Within a tolerable range. Not uncomfortable. On the contrary, it feels rather nice.

Adele really didn’t expect the Ice Queen to have this side to her. But Adele suddenly recalled a detail from the original novel. The book said Hermione often thought of her gentle yet strong mother.

Before her talent was discovered, even among the Sequence Ones she was considered outstanding. During Hermione’s childhood and even teenage years, she always lived by her gentle mother’s side. It wasn’t until she entered the academy that she parted with her mother and had to face this cruel world.

Perhaps at that time, she wasn’t as cold as she is now.

Gentle yet strong… tsk, doesn’t this match the female lead Adele’s character setting! Thinking back to how she painstakingly washed Hermione’s hair for a long time just now.
That was truly being as cautious as “accompanying a tiger”. It could be interpreted as being “gentle and patient”, “possessing maternal instincts”. It seems not that surprising anymore.

In other words, the current Hermione has temporarily projected her mother onto Adele. And she is immersed in reminiscence, unable to extricate herself.

“…”

What kind of filial daughter plot is this!

No no, she must have overthought it. Because isn’t this very obvious.

Hermione’s embrace… is merely dependence. Deep affection and dependence. Temporarily casting aside all worldly things.
Just like when you were wronged and bullied as a child, as long as you bury yourself in your mother’s embrace, it’s as if you can think of nothing else, full of security and warmth.

Vampires are not all cold-blooded and heartless creatures. The Ice Queen with a cold and beautiful exterior, layer upon layer freezing her heart. But deep in that heart, how could there not be a small yet bright flame burning.

However, is it really okay to take a bottom-tier Sequence Five like herself as the object of dependence?

Adele’s gaze fell upon the water surface that kept rippling due to the falling water droplets from the hair.

Drip drop, drip drop.

Constantly breaking the reflections of herself and Hermione. But quickly piecing back together like a broken mirror.

Sensibility made her indulge in it. Merely being a temporary substitute for Hermione’s mother, nestling in the Ice Queen’s embrace. Immersed in each other’s warmth. Not questioning right or wrong.

But rationality, or a higher level of self-interest, made Adele’s eyes gradually deepen, the peach blossom color in her eyes burning passionately.

There probably won’t be such a good opportunity again in a short time. To allow herself to occupy a deeper position in Hermione’s heart.

Not as a substitute. But to further override it with her own existence. Making Hermione more and more unable to extricate herself.

It’s not good to have another woman in your heart~ Even if… that person is your mother, Hermione. I want you to look only at me wholeheartedly. Only me, and just me. The name that should be chanted from your mouth. Is A-de-le.

The clear water surface was suddenly stirred by the maiden’s movements. The slender body emerged from the water.

Amidst the fog, a pair of pink eyes that should have looked timid were instead affectionate, as if containing the rippling spring water. Meeting another pair of eyes that were clearly a bit dazed but on the verge of sobering up.

She didn’t want to let her wake up. She wanted the latter to become her puppet, her captive…

Indulging in the sweet dream-like realm of gentleness and unable to extricate herself. She licked her lips, even though it was already incredibly moist under the shrouding mist. Revealing an enchanting color.

But it’s not enough, to enter Hermione’s tightly closed heart. Not seductive enough yet. Perhaps she should… add a little seasoning. A little delicious seasoning that no vampire can refuse.

Adele’s fangs elongated slightly, compared to the Sequence Ones, her length indeed seemed a bit pitiful. Almost like the cute little tiger teeth among ordinary humans.

But, in the current situation, it’s good enough. The fangs scraped the maiden’s crimson lips.

The moment the fragrant blood flowed out, Hermione’s originally steady breathing rate visibly increased. Becoming more and more rapid.

The light blue pupils of the maiden also gradually stained with the crimson desire for blood. Even though she had just replenished with cold fresh blood.

But how could that be enough, how could that inferior blood compare to Adele’s rare vintage.

Vampires are a greedy race. The Sequence Ones are even more gluttonous beasts. Once they have a favorite delicacy, even if they commit the sin of gluttony, what does it matter.

“Adele…” The maiden being called had a flash of cunning light in her pure eyes. You finally called out my name.

Not a substitute for anyone. The gaze also fully reflects my figure. But it’s not enough.

Adele placed her hands on where Hermione’s heart is. This place needs to be… filled with herself.

Adele’s gentle gaze fell upon Hermione’s face. This is the only existence that can appease her restless heart. As if saying, don’t be impatient, an obedient child will naturally be rewarded with candy.

Hermione truly began to endure. Began to listen, revealing a docile look in her eyes. She seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who held the authority. She was the one who should dominate as the queen.

But under Adele’s gentle gaze, she felt such security. Not because she took Adele as a substitute for her mother. But simply because Adele is Adele.

Can I really… entrust everything to you? Adele…

Hermione had a pair of eyes that were so moving, as if they could speak. No longer cold, but soft like snowflakes.

Under her trembling gaze, Adele leaned towards her, her body also completely falling into her embrace. The petite girl hugged the tall maiden’s snow-white, swan-like slender neck. Entrusting all of her weight to her.

Words seemed superfluous at this moment. The best answer, a light kiss is enough. A rewarding kiss. A bloody scar. Let Hermione continue to indulge in the illusion where dreams and the water’s surface meet.
Then, become the maiden’s captive…

Chapter 12: Grooming

Hermione was about to refuse righteously. But… Adele was just too adorable! Five minutes later, in the spacious bathroom filled with warm steam.

Hermione immersed herself in the bathtub full of water, trying to “warm up.” After all, her magical affinity leaned towards ice, and her natural body temperature was quite low. However, she couldn’t help but hear the sound of the girl undressing outside the bathroom door, clear as day. One by one, they fell: first the shirt, then the unbuttoned skirt… Finally, wrapped in a white towel, the girl stepped into the bathroom with relief. Even Adele couldn’t be “completely honest” with Hermione from the start.

“Hermione, I’m coming in.”

“Puhe!” Hermione couldn’t let Adele see her nervous and expectant expression.

Crystal clear water splashed. At that moment, Hermione was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. Her silver-blue hair floated on the water’s surface, and the hot steam enveloped her snow-white body. Even under the full-level Paladin’s holy light, the faint outline and beautiful shape of her full chest could still be seen. Compared to a straightforward display, this hazy charm was more appealing. At least, that’s how Adele felt as she stepped into the bathroom with bare feet. Upon seeing this scene, she was completely stunned. Her face turned deep red, and she quickly turned around, her fingers shyly entwined.

“I’m sorry! I saw something I shouldn’t have…”

Hermione’s cheeks were also slightly red. However, in front of Adele, in front of this pure and innocent girl, she could more or less maintain her usual composure.

“Just think of it as a clumsy little cat seeing it; it’s no big deal.”

She gently comforted Adele and then added, “Since you made such a request, you should have expected this result.”

“Adele, wash my hair for me, will you?”

“Yes.”

Adele took a few deep breaths and then exhaled. When she turned around again, her light pink eyes, like peach blossoms, were lowered, staring only at her tender toes. It seemed that she wanted to reduce her transgression against Lady Hermione in this way.

Hermione noticed this and muttered to herself, “There’s no need.”

However, thanks to this, her tension subsided. The fundamental reason was that Hermione thought she was the proactive and dominant party.

In her mind, Adele was a delicate, easy-to-topple, and extremely shy little girl. If that was the case, what was there for her to be nervous or worried about? The one who should be anxious should be Adele. Blood races liked pure girls. This should be well-known. Little did she know that at this moment, Adele’s heart had already blossomed with joy.

Hehe, Hermione, my Hermione… It was a bit too smooth. Hermione, this defenseless woman, had grown such a mature body for nothing. I think you don’t understand anything~

Adele’s lips were about to become wavy from holding back her laughter. She came to the side of the bathtub where Hermione was bathing, sat on a small stool, and began to serve Hermione.

The water rippled with the girl’s movements, forming small waves and transparent, clear ripples.

Hermione faced away from Adele, closed her eyes comfortably, and let Adele’s fingers run through her strands of hair, falling to the edge of the bathtub.

From Adele’s point of view, she could see Hermione’s two “floating islands” on the water’s surface below her jade-like shoulders.

Flames seemed to surge from Adele’s heart, and blood began to gather at the bridge of her nose… Blood races were very sensitive to blood. Not to mention Hermione, the descendant of the Blood Race’s True Ancestor. She realized something and was unexpectedly a little happy.

Fortunately, her mouth was closed, allowing her body to react honestly. For example, she then raised her already tall chest. Being liked… even if it was just eye-catching, it was still something worth being happy about.

Since the distance between the girls was so close and the holy light in the bathroom was dim, Adele could see everything. For the first time, she felt the joy of being a transmigrator.

All the hardships she had endured before seemed to be for this moment of sweetness after bitterness! As for washing a girl’s hair, it was a piece of cake for Adele. She just had to be careful and not get distracted, lest she ruin the pure image she had built up in Hermione’s mind. Therefore, Adele only greedily glanced at it one last time, imprinting that scene deeply in her mind before lowering her head and beginning to wash Hermione’s hair with full concentration. It was a dreamlike, silver-blue hair, with soft and delicate strands slipping through her fingers one by one.

One couldn’t bear to use force, only gently using fingertips as a comb, slowly washing it. Hermione’s closed eyes trembled slightly.

She felt as if it were her mother gently stroking her hair.Together, they were happy and harmonious… It had been a long, long time since someone had treated her so gently. Quietly washed her hair. After an unknown amount of time,

Adele’s hands were sore, and everything was finally completed. She proudly put her hands on her waist to admire her masterpiece~ But at this moment, her masterpiece suddenly turned around and stood up from the bathtub.

This action caught Adele off guard. Adele’s vision was filled with holy light, and she was already dumbfounded. Hermione’s gaze was filled with obscure sadness and a certain longing. She suddenly reached out to Adele. Adele instinctively covered the towel on her chest.

The first reaction in her heart was to retreat.

Je… ah, Hermione, don’t! Acting is acting, but there’s no need to put herself in it!

However, the gap in physique and strength was already too great to be made up for.

Not to mention, Hermione still had the trump card of spiritual suppression that she hadn’t used.

What is dignity? Dignity is when Adele doesn’t want to be dignified, Hermione helps her be dignified.

All Adele could do was enjoy it. Hermione actually pulled Adele’s hands, making her stand in front of her. At the same time, Adele’s already loose towel slipped off her body and fell into the bathtub with constantly overflowing water, quickly becoming wet and damp.

Adele was pulled into Hermione’s embrace with force.

The first thing she felt was a huge elasticity. Yes… elasticity! A large carriage ran over Adele’s face without any mercy!

Chapter 11: Be More at Ease

The scene returns to the dining room, where low-level vampire maids bring out one delicious dish after another.

Tender and juicy top-grade Australian steak.

The 1982 Lafite red wine, said to have a total production of 240,000 bottles, but Chinese people can consume 1 million bottles in a year.

And other dazzling delicacies and snacks.

Just an ordinary meal was actually so extravagant!

Adele wiped her saliva.

She decided to properly criticize this decadent upper-class vampire lifestyle through tasting!

Adele immediately disregarded her girly restraint and began to feast.

Her knife and fork skills were also very poor, those who didn’t know might think she was using chopsticks.

In any case, her setting was originally equivalent to a girl from the slums, real and tenacious.

The Sequence Ones also liked to see her exhibit aspects unrelated to nobility and elegance.

They wouldn’t allow a Sequence Five to be on equal footing with them, imitating their behavior and manners.

With a bad taste, they would lightly drop a sentence or two.

Like “commoners should behave like commoners”.

Hard.

Fists were hard.

Sooner or later, she would make these Sequence Ones who looked down on others cry under her!

However, Hermione was probably an exception.

Because she wouldn’t look down on her.

Hermione only took a light sip of red wine, having no heart to enjoy the rest of the dishes, just quietly gazing at Adele across the table.

She looked like she was starving, her petite body actually able to stuff in so much food.

“Cough cough!”

The girl seemed to have choked a bit.

Her first reaction was actually to raise her head and shyly steal a glance at Hermione.

Hermione kept her expression unchanged and moved her ice-blue eyes away.

But in her heart, there was an unusual emotion jumping.

It seemed Adele cared a bit about her image in her heart?

If put in a simple abbreviation.

She… cared about her?

Hermione couldn’t help but take a few more sips of red wine, feeling the slightly sweet wine flowing between her tongue and mouth.

Hmph, it’s just the care of a lower-level vampire, what’s there to be happy about.

But although she said that, on the transparent glass.

It reflected Hermione’s lips curving up slightly.

“Eat slower, no one will rush you.”

“…Thank you, Hermione.”

Although Hermione generally didn’t mind Adele directly calling her name.

But at this moment, she couldn’t help but want to put on some airs.

To hide her subconscious care for Adele.

“Is this how Dorothy taught you?”

“To directly call our names, us royal vampires.”

Hearing this, Adele’s peach-colored eyes immediately appeared a bit timid.

Her knife and fork began to slide uneasily on the porcelain, making a not very pleasant sound.

“Then… Lady Hermione?”

“Barely acceptable.”

Although she said that, what really surfaced in Hermione’s heart at this moment was…

Oh no, I seem to be a bit happy!

She didn’t usually drink much, unlike some women who were addicted to alcohol.

But now she couldn’t help but drink a few more glasses.

If put in the ancient words of this eastern land, it should be called: floating a big white when it appears?

After finishing dinner, Hermione was the first to get up and leave.

Seeing this, Adele, like a small animal afraid of being abandoned by its owner.

Also hurriedly stood up from her seat.

Yet still reluctant to part with the dessert on the table.

Her little thief hand carefully hid a small cake.

Then she tightly followed Lady Hermione.

She didn’t say things like “wait for me”.

Because the girl understood, those who would wait would naturally wait.

Those who wouldn’t wait for you, no matter what, wouldn’t wait.

Hermione slowed her pace a little, her voice echoing in the empty corridor.

“Stay here tonight.”

“I’ll send you back to the academy tomorrow.”

“Yes…”

The two walked one in front and one behind, Hermione quickly arrived at the end of the corridor, to a training room specially set up for her.

Inside were many instruments and devices that looked impressive and extravagantly expensive just by looking at them.

Used to test Hermione’s various physical data and formulate a reasonable training plan for her.

To improve the intensity of magic and purity of magical power.

There was even a virtual combat system for Sequence Ones to engage in sparring as much as possible “peacefully” without harming the innocent and causing huge losses.

The reason Adele had an impression of this.

Was because in a plot of the original work.

She was precisely the witness of a sparring between Sequence Ones.

Or to be precise—she happened to be the prize.

Whoever won would have the right to dominate Adele.

Mm.

Fists were mm again!

Sooner or later, these arrogant Sequence Ones would pay the price!

Hermione went straight into the training room, leaving Adele at the door.

She thought Adele would tactfully leave and return to her room.

But an hour later, when Hermione came out of the training room panting, wiping the sweat from her face with a towel.

She found a soft and lovely petite figure hugging her knees in the corner by the door.

The girl seemed to have been waiting at the door for her.

Foolishly, waiting for her.

“…”

Hermione was momentarily at a loss for words.

Seeing Hermione come out, Adele’s originally lonely face flashed a moment of excitement.

But the girl quickly realized this was inappropriate.

So she suppressed her expression and stood up from her crouching position.

While patting the possible dust on her skirt.

“Hermione, you finished training.”

“…Why were you waiting for me here.”

Hermione’s tone was still cold.

As if no matter what Adele did, she didn’t care at all.

Adele also seemed to have long been accustomed to her attitude towards her, only lowering her head and shyly smiling.

“I… don’t have any good places to go anyway.”

“Staying by Hermione’s side, I might feel a bit more at ease.”

Hermione suddenly thought of her soft reaction in her arms.

And recalled how she was almost forcibly… by Celeste.

At this moment, her heart must be very fragile and in need of someone’s company and warmth.

Thinking of this, Hermione’s heart softened, and she actually reached out to stroke Adele’s cheek.

Maybe it was Hermione’s illusion.

She felt Adele seemed to actively rub against her palm.

Like a small beast that evoked pity and love, or a “pet”.

Hermione had never kept a small animal before.

But at this moment, she had the wild thought.

Of wanting to secretly hide Adele.

Keep her by her side.

What a strange idea, appearing in Hermione’s mind for less than a moment.

Before she hurriedly hid it deep in her thoughts.

Her newly changed sports bra was already soaked with sweat, her beautiful figure fully revealed, her tightly wrapped breasts presenting an amplitude that made people’s mouths dry.

“I… will go shower first.”

As a girl, one must understand the discomfort of sweat accumulating in the deep cleavage after exercise.

It would make one want to quickly take a cool shower or a hot bath.

Of course, Adele might not have the condition to experience this.

Adele: Curse more!

But this didn’t affect Adele’s words from slipping out.

“Do, do you need me to accompany you, Hermione.”

Chapter 10: Her Mouth is So Stubborn

“I only… to you.”

The girl’s voice was weak, her whole body exuding a sweet fragrance as she nestled in her arms.

Hermione’s heart suddenly trembled.

Some indescribable feelings seemed to surface from the depths.

She even almost suspected that her spiritual suppression on Adele still hadn’t ended.

But obviously, the reality was that Adele was indeed awake.

She even took advantage of the moment when Hermione hadn’t recovered her senses.

Slowly placed her hand on the back of Hermione’s hand that was holding her.

Gently caressing.

Her gaze seemed lost in memories, showing struggle, and finally relief.

“Thank you for saving me, Hermione.”

“…It’s about that matter.”

Hermione’s heart wavered, unable to describe the feeling.

So, it was out of gratitude?

“I just didn’t want my thing to be dirtied by a lowly woman.”

Such a hard mouth.

Adele wantonly stroked the girl’s distinct knuckles.

Feeling the snow-like coolness on them, while thinking.

I wonder if kissing them would…

Hermione felt uncomfortable because of this.

She also didn’t know why, but felt that as Adele’s caress continued, her own face became more and more flushed.

If there was a mirror in front of Hermione at this moment.

Then she would be surprised to find.

On her cheeks, the color of spring cherry blossoms had long been applied.

“Enough, what are you doing without my permission?”

Hermione was urged by that flustered emotion and pulled her hand away from Adele’s fingertips.

At this moment, she actually felt an unspeakable emptiness.

And to fill this void.

She began to impatiently push Adele down on the soft snow-white bed.

The girl was like a pure oleander flower, blooming beautifully.

Hermione’s figure had an invasive beauty.

Almost filling Adele’s entire vision.

“I’m just… afraid you’ll be in pain.”

Adele murmured.

Biting the tip of her tongue to create the illusion of moistness in her eyes.

Damn it, it hurts!

But being able to see the fleeting hesitation flash in Hermione’s ice-blue pupils.

For Adele, it was worth acting deeply in love.

Although that hesitation was quickly replaced by a slightly angry annoyance.

If Adele hadn’t brought this up, perhaps Hermione wouldn’t have recalled that moment.

“Now you’re worried about my pain?”

“When you were protecting Celeste, how come you didn’t think about my pain!”

“No… that’s not it.”

Adele anxiously wanted to explain, her slightly bulging chest rising and falling with her increasingly rapid breathing.

“What’s not it?”

Hermione tightly grasped the girl’s snow-white wrist.

The force she used clearly showed how much she cared.

“Celeste… she, she’s very weak, compared to you.”

“I was afraid Celeste wouldn’t be able to endure…”

In the setting, Adele was indeed a kind girl.

“But have you forgotten what she did to you!”

Hermione’s dissatisfaction overflowed from her tone.

The humidity in the surrounding air also rose noticeably.

Adele opened her lips, her pink gaze seemed to be shrouded in gloom.

She wanted to say something, but tactfully closed her mouth.

“…What did you want to say?”

But Hermione was relentless.

Her hand cupped Adele’s cheek, her silver-blue long hair falling next to her ear.

Adele looked into her eyes, seeming a bit aggrieved, her voice choked.

“But… what she and Hermione, what you all did… is there any difference?”

The girl’s words, like the thorns of a thorn, deeply pierced Hermione’s heart.

Hermione had always been different from the other Sequence One vampires.

The other vampires, like Dorothy, like Sherry.

They never cared about their evil deeds, thinking it was the authority bestowed upon them by the heavens.

The strong riding above the weak, as it should be.

But Hermione was cold on the outside and gentle on the inside.

She was invisibly enticed by Adele, she was also complicit with Dorothy and the others.

But…

In a certain part of her heart, deep inside.

She had always been suffering, constantly blaming herself.

Knowing it was wrong, but still indulging in it, causing great harm to Adele.

Yes, she and Celeste were actually not much different.

“You… you’re our toy, why can’t you have some self-awareness!”

She was still as stubborn as ever.

But even so.

At this moment, Adele used a fragile rhetorical question.

The “pit” of self-blame and guilt deep in her heart that was detonated was still there.

She would continue to be condemned and tortured by her conscience.

She couldn’t help but want to compensate Adele.

This was the invisible asset that Adele sought.

Undoubtedly, she succeeded.

To describe it in one word.

That would be, “win”.

But Adele wouldn’t get complacent.

She would dutifully act until the end, immersing herself in the role.

Only by fooling herself first could she fool others.

Hearing Hermione’s harsh words, Adele’s eyes suddenly turned red.

A piece reflected in Hermione’s eyes, red like a burning flame, making people feel scorched.

She sniffed, her drooping sorrowful eyes seemed to accept her fate.

After a long time, she replied in a low voice.

“…Yes.”
…………

In the dining room, at the seats for the main meal.

Hermione and Adele sat far apart.

The former pretended to be elegant, the latter pretended to be nervous.

On Adele’s neck, there were a few noticeable red marks left by the owner in a bad mood.

At the same time, her clothes were not too disheveled.

The skirt was also intact.

As for why…

Time goes back ten minutes.

After hearing Adele’s words.

Hermione seemed to have lost the mood to tease her “toy”.

She only casually kissed a few times.

Without even unbuttoning Adele’s shirt.

She rolled off the bed.

Before leaving the bedroom.

Hermione left a cold command.

“Keep me company to eat.”

She said “keep me company”.

But the one who was actually hungry and thirsty was clearly Adele.

Sequence Five vampires were almost no different from ordinary humans.

At most, their strength would increase and they would have a bit of magical power after sucking blood.

And Sequence Ones, in a sense, could reach the state of “abstaining from grains” in cultivation novels, with delicacies and red wine only for enjoyment.

Adele looked at Hermione’s lonely figure leaving.

But what she thought in her heart was…

She’s really so gentle, I’m going to cry!

Among the Sequence One villainous female leads, Hermione was simply the existence of “cleansing without seduction, emerging from mud unstained”.

As a Sequence One, she actually had a moral sense and sympathized with the weak, even Adele found it a bit incredible.

No wonder she was one of the few girls Adele was more fond of when reading the novel.

But as for her ending…

Just thinking about it.

Adele felt a stomach ache.

To describe her in one sentence, that would be “stubborn mouth” throughout the book!

Only proud and not cute, the consequences.

No need for Adele to say more.

Chapter 9: Only to You

In the huge villa, Hermione walked on the clean and new floor.

She came to the freezer and opened the door.

What caught her eye was bag after bag of neatly arranged cold fresh blood packs.

Under the illumination of the built-in freezer light, they gave off a rosy temptation.

The upper three layers and lower three layers were all packed full.

This was because Sequence Ones were noble, had top-level treatment, and consumed a lot of magical power.

So the blood they were allocated each month, both in quality and quantity, was enough to make other vampires look up to them in envy and jealousy.

But no matter how envious and jealous, who had more of a right to enjoy these than them?

Almost no vampire dared to challenge an existence of a higher sequence than themselves, and the higher up, the more so.

But Hermione just took one look and frowned deeply.

Because she felt she was simply sick.

Ignoring Adele’s blood, which was the highest quality in the true sense.

And coming to taste this… like cooled leftovers, making one lose appetite just by looking at it, cold fresh blood packs.

There was no vampire who didn’t desire to bite into a person’s neck vein and enjoy the vividly gushing warmth and blood magic power.

That was the ultimate bliss in the world.

She quietly bit her thin red lips.

Hermione still reached out and randomly took out a bag, tore open the plastic seal.

Then closed her eyes, as if suffering, and poured it into her stomach.

Vampires couldn’t be without blood, blood was their food and also the source of their magical power.

If they endured not drinking blood, the desire hidden in their bones and blood would turn vampires into crazy monsters.

At that time, vampires would lose all reason and slaughter any life they could in front of them.

Plundering their blood source.

Hermione was afraid she would lose her mind.

And completely drain Adele dry.

So when her body showed symptoms of “blood thirst”.

She even endured the urge to accompany Adele by her side immediately.

Instead, she left her and came over to replenish blood first to alleviate the “blood thirst” reaction.

She didn’t know if Adele would feel lonely because of this.

Or…

Was she happy and relaxed now.

Because she finally didn’t have to be with her, this cold and scary fellow.

Whichever it was.

Hermione casually tossed the empty blood bag into the trash can and turned to walk towards her bedroom.

Her silver-blue long hair swayed with her steps.

The girl’s ice-blue pupils revealed a hint of faint nervousness and unease in her gaze.

But she was a Sequence One, what was there for her to be…

Nervous and uneasy about?

…………

Adele hugged a soft and white large pillow.

Kneeling on Hermione’s bed in a very girlish posture, letting her imagination run wild.

For example…

Striving to one day change this ordinary prop large pillow into the epic prop “True · Hermione’s White Pillow”!

She actually roughly guessed what Hermione was doing now.

It could be vaguely guessed from the fact that she endured her desire for blood in the elevator.

Vampires always had to feed on blood, otherwise they would lose their minds.

In layman’s terms, lose sanity, so in this sense, the existence of vampires was quite Cthulhu-like.

At least in the world of this novel, it was like this.

Hermione would rather taste industrialized cold blood pack products.

Than cherish enjoying her?

In order not to hurt her.

In order not to increase the burden on her fragile body.

Thinking of this.

Adele’s unique, unusually seductive pink pupils drooped slightly.

Her being like this…

Didn’t it make people more determined to treat her as a sucker to deceive?

Ahem ahem…

Being moved was one thing.

But survival was more important now!

So had to be shrewd, not invest too much sincerity.

Don’t be a little fool.

Be a little drama queen!

Adele didn’t want to be cold-hearted either, but she had no choice with her low strength.

Any Sequence One in a bad mood could possibly eat her clean.

Damn it…

Suddenly, a rhythmic “clack, clack” sound came from outside the door.

Those were Hermione’s footsteps, approaching her.

Hearing it, Adele quickly adjusted her expression and posture.

She didn’t get off Hermione’s bed, but instead assumed a fragile posture of having already resigned herself to fate.

Hugging the large white pillow in her arms a little tighter.

To hide her slightly disappointing chest.

Hermione pushed the door open and immediately saw Adele sitting on her bed.

She froze for a moment, until Adele’s gaze timidly met hers.

And timidly shrank back.

“…Where did you go, Hermione?”

Unexpectedly, it was Adele who spoke to her first.

Showing a caring attitude.

She seemed a bit uneasy about being left alone.

At times like this, it seemed even Hermione could become her support.

“It has nothing to do with you.”

Hermione subconsciously gave her response.

Although as soon as she said it, she regretted it.

She was always like this, cold, showing an appearance of not needing others.

This personality also didn’t know how many people she had hurt.

It also made her always alone until she met Adele.

This girl… who was supposed to be a toy.

“Oh.”

Adele didn’t seem to show much disappointment.

Or perhaps she was already used to Hermione’s coldness.

Or rather, it would be surprising if Hermione didn’t treat her with this arrogant, contemptuous, and cold attitude.

Hermione’s mind moved, and she came to sit on the edge of the bed.

At the same time, she elegantly took off her high heels on her jade feet, revealing her slender and delicate ankles.

She was going to get on the bed.

Adele nervously hugged the pillow in her arms a little tighter, but didn’t retreat to the corner.

Still sitting in the conspicuous center, not left or right.

As if knowing her fate, so she gave up resisting from the beginning.

Hermione then crawled seductively towards her little prey.

Hermione’s figure needn’t be mentioned, the Sequence One vampires were all top-level goddesses, perfect creations.

She belonged to the more dominant cold beauty type, her breasts were a veritable large white pillow, her beautiful buttocks always tempting Adele’s heart.

So Adele secretly swallowed her saliva.

Hermione only thought she was nervous.

Little did she know Adele’s true feeling was… she was craving!

In this situation, should she give in or give in?

Hermione came to Adele’s side, her right hand easily wrapping around Adele’s slender waist.

Adele only felt as if a numb electric current passed through her whole body.

At the same time, her delicate body softened.

She actually fell into Hermione’s arms.

This was the first time it happened in Hermione’s experience with her.

In the past, facing such intimate physical contact, she would often appear stiff and rejecting.

Hermione’s heartbeat sped up a few beats.

She was obviously very happy.

But when she opened her mouth, what she said was still hurtful words.

“Do you snuggle up to everyone like this? Dorothy, Sherry… even Celeste?”

She clearly knew Adele wasn’t like that.

Hermione also regretted it the moment her voice fell.

She didn’t even dare to look into Adele’s eyes.

That light pink, the world’s unique treasure.

But Adele just stared at her, her tone a bit pitiful.

Like a child anxiously defending herself, still in a soft voice.

“No… I didn’t…”

“I only… to you.”

Chapter 8: Find a Way to Get It

Adele was actually used to being taken to their mansions by the Sequence Ones.

As a character in the role of a “kidnapped commoner girl”, she was very self-aware in this aspect.

On the first day of school, she was marked as “blood food” by Princess Dorothy of the Vampire Clan.

Up until now, this body had experienced too much.

However, according to the original author’s setting: the Sequence Ones only treated Adele as a little cake to eat and a fine wine to sip.

The question is, as Sequence One vampires, would they violate a “little cake” or a “fine wine”?

Or are you all… not even sparing the little cake??

So regarding the issue of the female lead’s chastity.

It can be guaranteed that at this moment, Adele is still a virgin.

Only with the continuous progression of the timeline and plot, as Adele’s status gradually changes in the hearts of the Sequence One villainous female leads.

Will there be the delightful plot of “ripe oranges and blooming lilies”.

The underground garage had a silver elevator leading directly to the mansion above.

Hermione entered first, followed by Adele.

In the enclosed environment of the elevator, the two were silent.

Hermione observed Adele’s expression through the reflection on the smooth elevator wall.

She seemed a bit melancholic, her school uniform had been tidied up without a single wrinkle.

She loved cleanliness, the word purity seemed to be tailor-made for her.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that it further aroused people’s desire to blacken her, to sully her, to make her all white and turbid.

Hermione’s fangs couldn’t help but elongate, and a dangerous aura filled the air.

Adele’s hair stood on end, her back felt a chill, as if sensing something.

Her jade feet under the pleated skirt nervously retreated a small step.

Coming to the corner of the elevator, her head lowered, her expression timid.

Realizing that her body had subconsciously shown signs of desiring to “feed” just by staring at Adele’s reflection.

Hermione’s fingertips dug into her palms, leaving deep marks.

She forced herself to calm down.

Adele needed rest, needed to replenish her strength and nutrition.

She… was too fragile.

And they ruthlessly plundered and demanded fresh blood from her.

If even she couldn’t resist the desire to “feed”.

Adele’s lifespan would only get shorter and shorter.

Like a crack-filled porcelain, there would always be a day of complete shattering.

Under Hermione’s forced calmness, her fangs retracted to their normal length, and the dangerous atmosphere dissipated.

Only then did Adele let out a long breath.

She also realized that this body could actually keenly sense the vampires’ desire for her.

How many times had her blood been sucked… to develop such a conditioned reflex?

Adele felt very unpleasant.

What was even more unpleasant was…

Now it was her turn to take over this body.

The elevator reached the second floor of the villa and slowly stopped, opening its doors.

The first floor was the guest hall, the second floor was Hermione’s living room and some other rooms, gym, cloakroom, storage room, bathroom, etc.

Hermione’s expression was deliberately indifferent as she left Adele in her bedroom.

Then she went to find high-quality human blood packs to quench her thirst.

…………

The higher-ups of the human world and the higher-ups of the vampires signed a treaty of mutual benefit, cooperation, and restraint.

Nowadays, most vampires were registered.

After graduating from Chromwell Academy, there were even package allocation jobs waiting for them.

Dragon Group, Phoenix Group, the real situation was actually “Blood Group”!

Although most vampires were dissatisfied with having to accept human management and restraint.

Once upon a time, they were the kings who ruled over humans…

But for vampires, the dominance of bloodline was absolute.

Therefore, they had to listen to the decisions of the True Ancestors who still existed.

Even the Sequence Ones, the descendants of the True Ancestors.

In exchange, humans provided vampires with the money, luxurious living environment, and blood supply of different qualities they needed as much as possible in a stepped manner.

Sequence One had one standard, Sequence Two had one standard, and so on.

Even the lowest Sequence Five vampires, such as Adele, had a monthly vampire allowance of nearly 1,500 and an E-level blood supply.

Adele was basically “eating grass to produce milk”.

She could only drink that low-quality blood, but the blood produced by her own body was the S-level that even Sequence Ones dreamed of.

In this way, vampires didn’t have to be enemies with humans and harm the lives of ordinary people for the sake of obtaining blood.

The fundamental conflict of vampires feeding on humans for a long time was thus alleviated.

With a compromise where both humans and vampires took a step back.

And for vampires, there was another benefit.

That was no longer having to worry about being retaliated against by demon hunters and vampire hunters.

Actually, the ones who reacted most intensely and were most dissatisfied with this human-vampire cooperation.

Were precisely the families of demon hunters and vampire hunters among humans.

They couldn’t accept it.

Their enemies of thousands of years.

The foreign race that had killed countless of their compatriots.

Actually transformed and became their… colleagues?

Even these disgusting “bats”! Would be supported by taxpayers and continue to live in the human world in abundance.

This directly triggered an extremely serious incident at the time.

A True Ancestor of the vampires nearly perished in a human city.

And the vampire hunters also paid the price of nearly an entire family for this.

The final result was that the vampires received generous compensation.

The vampire hunters were disciplined and punished, and their clan’s power was dispersed, unable to stir up trouble again.

Actually, from the perspective of the human higher-ups, it was easy to understand that this was a cooperation with more benefits than harm.

The vampires were recruited for their own use and no longer harmed humans.

And as the foreign race closest to humans, they were the best pioneer combat force against other foreign races.

The price was nothing more than some material preferential treatment and cold-stored blood supply.

But from the perspective of the vampire hunters.

How could they put down their deep hatred of thousands of years just because they said so.

Not everyone could see the big picture.

At least, not the vampire hunters.

…………

Inside Hermione’s bedroom.

Adele lay on a soft bed like a white cloud, completely relaxing her body, staring blankly at the white ceiling and the princely luxurious surroundings.

How nice, the Sequence One vampires.

These luxury cars, villas, sweet blood, enjoyment like nobility.

Adele couldn’t help but reach out towards the bright light.

Then clenched her fist.

Little cat paw!

Had to find a way to get all of this.

This sentence was almost equivalent to.

—Had to find a way to get this woman Hermione.

Chapter 7: Even the Blind are Cautious

“Little fool” Adele leaned her delicate body against the car window.

Her light pink pupils half-open, a dazed and fragile appearance.

She would often look at the city’s neon lights in the falling evening outside the window, and often look at herself.

Hermione could see clearly from the rearview mirror.

As her spiritual power’s influence in her mind gradually faded.

The girl would only become more and more awake.

More and more… hating her, right?

Even though she knew Adele detested the Sequence Ones’ spiritual suppression.

With the rising flames in her heart, Hermione couldn’t help her temper.

She was the queen of frost, supposed to be cold and aloof.

Yet time and time again, her emotions were disturbed and her heart became hot because of someone.

Stepping hard on the brakes, the traffic light in front of Hermione flashed.

Adele felt a violent vibration.

Then, as if waking from a long dream.

The girl’s breathing quickened, her eyes panicked.

She couldn’t help but curl up her weak body, as if this could give her a less frightening sense of security.

She began to observe her surroundings.

Car, inside Hermione’s car.

Her expression was as if recalling.

Hermione crawled towards her…

After that, she knew nothing!

Adele’s acting was so good, Hermione couldn’t see through it, her mood anxious and twisted.

Adele… was going to hate her.

Hermione’s mood became agitated.

But the red light in front made her have to stop in this difficult silence.

Hermione in the driver’s seat.

Hermione didn’t dare to look at her.

But she could almost imagine the fragility and sadness in her eyes.

Adele opened her mouth as if wanting to say something.

But in the end, she couldn’t say it.

Outside the window, a cold drizzle started falling.

Just like her mood turning gloomy.

Listening to the sound of rain, Adele closed her tired eyes.

As if she had already accepted her fate.

The moment the red light ended and the green light came on.

Hermione started the engine as if venting, roaring into the distance.

The traffic control officer stretched out a hand in confusion, clearly not raindrops but ice crystals falling on it one by one.

“Is it hailing… strange.”

This abnormal weather condition only lasted for a short period of time.

Since that silver-blue luxury car left.

…………………

Underground in the villa, Hermione’s exclusive garage.

The bright white incandescent light illuminated a dozen luxury cars and supercars of various styles and colors.

Hermione parked her favorite one in the center position.

She roughly turned off the engine, then stepped out of the driver’s seat in her high heels.

She opened the back door, her gaze falling on the girl’s dazed appearance.

Adele looked around as if attracted by those luxury cars.

But Hermione knew, how could she possibly be the kind of woman who could be bought with material wealth…

“Get out, don’t tell me you need my help.”

Hermione’s voice was a bit cold.

“…”

Only then did Adele come back to her senses in a daze.

Her expression was a bit embarrassed.

Hoping that her appearance of being in a daze while looking at the cars just now hadn’t been discovered by Hermione.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.

But when she entered the garage and saw those supercars and luxury cars, her eyes really went straight!

Who let her be inexperienced.

Thinking that casually selling one of the cars here would be enough for her to live a worry-free life…

Hermione was a wealthy big sister worthy of the title!

Thinking of this, Adele’s determination to win Hermione over increased a few points in her heart.

Faced with Hermione’s urging, Adele was originally going to lift her leg to get out of the car.

But then, she suddenly remembered something, a cunning glint flashing from the corner of her eye.

“…My legs, a bit weak.”

Adele quickly entered the role, saying it in a voice as cool as rain.

In her gaze was a subtle sadness, looking at Hermione.

Then avoiding as if escaping. The girl’s hand explored under her skirt.

As if wanting to make a final confirmation.

Confirming if the reason her legs were weak was because she had already been…

Hermione was stunned seeing this, but when she reacted.

Her face instantly turned a shameful red.

She grabbed Adele’s snow-white slender wrist.

She didn’t pay attention and used too much force, eliciting a cry of pain from Adele.

“It hurts…!”

Hermione actually thought of “apologizing” at that moment.

But Adele was clearly just the lowest Sequence Five vampire.

The hand gripping Adele’s wrist subconsciously loosened a bit.

Then she coldly explained for herself.

“I didn’t do anything to your body.”

“I’m a Sequence One, you should clearly recognize your identity, you’re not even worth me…”

Although she said that, Hermione’s expression was very easy to understand, looking stubborn.

“…I understand.”

Adele interrupted Hermione’s words, her tone a bit soft.

Then, she looked down at her thin and long legs.

“If you understand then get out yourself.”

Hermione seemed to have lost patience.

“Then let go, I’ll get out myself…”

Adele’s tone was soft and even had a hint of coquettishness.

Hermione thought it was an illusion and couldn’t find a reason to refute for a moment.

She hesitantly let go of Adele’s wrist.

The girl lightly stepped down from the back seat of the luxury car, her footsteps very light, with an uncertain and uneasy appearance, like a little deer in the forest.

Perhaps it was because of her low status that she was worried about dirtying the floor of her garage.

Hermione thought this way and glanced at Adele’s feet.

The floor was smooth as new, bright as a mirror, reflecting everything on the ground as if another world had been born out of thin air.

Hermione knew a True Ancestor possessed the ability to travel in the mirror world.

She didn’t know if that Sequence One had such an ability.

Hermione didn’t have many friends in the Sequence One circle because of her aloof and proud personality.

But the focus at the moment wasn’t this.

But in that world reflected like a bright mirror.

Reflecting the girl’s tender ankles, reflecting the girl’s slender fair calves, fluttering skirt.

Reflecting the pure white color, soft fabric…

Hermione suddenly felt a heat rushing to her nose.

Adele was still looking at her with a curious and innocent face.

Completely unaware of what she had already exposed.

“Hermione… why did you stop?”

“N-nothing!”

Hermione tried to put on a serious appearance and forcefully turned her head, walking towards the nearby elevator.

Her high heels tapping on the floor in a hurry, making a “clack clack clack” sound.

Adele was sweet, soft, seductive, and unaware.

It took Hermione a long time to clear the distracting thoughts from her mind.

And at this moment, Adele was quietly following behind Hermione.

A well-behaved and pure, lovely appearance.

But actually, in her heart, she was slightly dissatisfied and mumbling.

Why are you, Hermione, an ice queen…

Wearing safety shorts? Why bother with safety shorts when even a blind person would be wary of you?”