Chapter 20: Not That Well
At that moment, the maid thought Jasmine had gone mad. How could she do such a thing?! Hadn’t she seen what had become of her own master, who had protected both of them? How could she still walk towards the doctor?! When the maid had been bitten earlier, she understood one thing: when vampires drank human blood, it accelerated their healing process.
If Jasmine went over now and let the doctor drink her blood, none of them would survive!
The maid desperately wanted to do something, but she realized her feet were bound by something dark, rendering her immobile. Was this another vampire trick?! She struggled, shouting for Jasmine to stop, but the doctor only laughed cruelly. “She won’t listen to you. Jasmine is under my hypnosis now. You must be curious why you agreed to betray your master and become my maid on a whim all those years ago, right? It’s the same with Jasmine now. You lowly humans can’t comprehend the wonders of vampire mental magic.”
The doctor watched Jasmine approach, his arms outstretched. He couldn’t wait to embrace the delicious Jasmine, bury his face in her delicate neck, and savor her alluring blood. The cruel smile on his face couldn’t be concealed, but as he stretched his lips too wide, his attention was momentarily drawn to the unconscious Adele on the floor.
That damned Blake! Thinking she could do whatever she wanted just because she was a high-ranking young mistress! Hmph, but she was indeed a pureblood from the Blake family. Even though she had just come of age, she could fight him on equal footing and even gain the upper hand. If not for her naive insistence on protecting that human maid, he might not have been her match.
To be safe, he would kill her later and take this delicious human away, far from the vampire world, to the border. Although it meant giving up his comfortable job and luxurious environment, it was better than being constantly harassed by the Blake family’s young mistress. And honestly, he had never smelled blood as sweet as Jasmine’s. If he only got to taste it once and never saw her again, he would be heartbroken.
That little one must have been bewitched by Jasmine’s blood, intoxicated by it, which was why she was so protective of her. Right, he could also drain the Blake family’s young mistress dry. He had never tasted the blood of his own kind before. The blood of a noble from the Thirteen Clans must be even more exquisite than human blood, right?
Perhaps by drinking her blood, he could become a pureblood noble himself.
However, in that moment of distraction, Jasmine had already reached him. The doctor suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He tore his gaze away from Adele on the floor and looked at Jasmine. The delicious maid was expressionless, but something had appeared in her previously empty hand.
A crimson, slowly beating heart.
The doctor froze, seeming to comprehend what was happening. He looked down at his chest, only to see a gaping hole. He couldn’t understand why.
A vampire’s body was incredibly resilient. Even after losing his heart, he didn’t die immediately, retaining a sliver of consciousness. The last words the doctor heard in this world were, “Oh, so even a filthy creature like you has a red heart.”
The doctor fell backward, crashing to the floor with a loud thud, kicking up dust.
In the next moment, both his body and the heart in Jasmine’s hand burst into flames. It wasn’t real fire, not hot at all, but more like a faint, ethereal glow. In a flash, the doctor was reduced to a pile of ashes. The heart in Jasmine’s hand also turned to dust, falling from her hand and scattering on the ground.
This was the true form of a vampire’s death. They left behind no trace of their existence in this world, only a handful of ashes that would be scattered by the wind.
After confirming the doctor’s death, Jasmine retracted the black threads that had bound the maid’s feet and flicked her hand in disgust, scattering the remaining ashes. The maid watched in shock as events unfolded beyond her comprehension. Her eyes were wide with disbelief, and as the dust settled, she collapsed onto the floor, her strength drained.
Jasmine turned and walked over to her. She looked down at the maid, but didn’t speak. She had already heard Anna approaching the building, rushing inside and quickly ascending the stairs. The sound of footsteps echoed as Anna arrived on the second floor, taking in the gruesome scene.
She instinctively asked, “Where’s the doctor?”
As humans, as maids, they had never witnessed the aftermath of a vampire’s death. Hearing Anna’s voice, the maid finally snapped out of her daze and pointed at the pile of black ashes behind Jasmine. “He… he’s here… he’s dead!” She stammered, explaining that the pile of ashes was the doctor.
Anna was stunned and bewildered. She had never known that vampires would turn into something like this after death. After composing herself, she asked what had happened. Jasmine wouldn’t answer her, so the maid, after gathering her thoughts, recounted everything that had transpired.
Anna’s face was filled with disbelief after hearing the story. She looked at Jasmine in astonishment. Jasmine’s earlier claim that she would kill the doctor had actually been true… She had done it, she had killed an adult, non-low-level vampire. Just as Anna was about to say something, she saw Jasmine walk towards the vampire lying on the ground.
Anna had learned from the maid that this vampire was Jasmine’s master, the one who had protected her. If it weren’t for her, the maid wouldn’t have survived until Jasmine arrived; she would have been drained dry by the doctor.
“Jasmine, what are you doing?” Anna asked as she watched Jasmine kneel beside the vampire, gently lifting her head and resting it on her lap. Hearing Anna’s question, Jasmine didn’t look up, her gaze fixed on Adele in her arms.
What was she doing…? What a silly question. Of course, she was saving Adele. Couldn’t Anna see that Adele was on the verge of death? Although she wouldn’t die immediately, and the wound was already showing signs of slow healing, without treatment, even if the wound healed, there was a high chance of severe aftereffects due to excessive blood loss.
Jasmine couldn’t just stand by and watch Adele, who had put herself in this state to protect a weak human.
She raised her left hand, deliberately not using her right hand because it had just ripped out the doctor’s heart and was dirty. Using her thumbnail, she made a small cut on the pad of her index finger. Blood instantly welled up.
Jasmine watched the blood dripping down and brought her finger to Adele’s lips.
Adele’s lips were soft and cold. Vampires naturally had a low body temperature, more than ten degrees lower than humans. It felt strange at first touch. Her lips were also pale, which Jasmine guessed was due to blood loss.
Jasmine pressed her index finger against Adele’s lips. Unconscious, Adele slightly opened her mouth, and blood trickled down Jasmine’s finger onto her lips. The pale lips instantly turned a vibrant red. Jasmine pushed her finger in a little further, letting the blood slide into Adele’s mouth and enter her body.
Even though Adele was unconscious, the allure of blood made her instinctively consume the offered nourishment. Jasmine could even feel Adele actively sucking her blood.
This was the blood she had craved day and night, and she had finally gotten her wish. However, it was a pity that Adele couldn’t taste it, simply swallowing it down without savoring it. If she knew, she would probably be very disappointed.
Jasmine chuckled softly. Her blood was indeed top-grade. Nourished by her blood, Adele’s wounds were rapidly healing, and her pale skin was regaining its rosy hue. Jasmine didn’t know how good her blood truly was, but she was already so powerful that it would be strange if her blood didn’t have some special properties.
Adele grew even more greedy, wanting to drink more, her fangs even grazing Jasmine’s fingertip. Jasmine only wanted to heal her, not sacrifice herself completely. So she pulled her finger out of Adele’s mouth.
Jasmine picked up Adele and stood up. If Adele woke up and found herself lying here, battered and bruised, the proud young mistress would be devastated. As a maid, Jasmine could only do her best to show her concern for her master.
She looked at the two people standing there, frozen in place. After a moment of thought, she said to the maid, “If you want to live, go to Anna’s room and wait. I’ll come for you when daylight comes and take you to a safe place.” Both of them were stunned, and Anna looked even more confused. She pointed at herself, as if to say: My room?
Jasmine looked at her impassively, tilting her chin towards the pile of ashes. “We’re accomplices.”
With that, she turned and left. Jasmine was so fast that in the blink of an eye, she had vanished from their sight. The maid hesitated for a moment, then clenched her fists and followed Anna, leaving the dilapidated building.
Even in this world, she wanted to live. In Jasmine, she saw a different possibility, a possibility… of fighting back against the vampires.
As the maid followed Anna towards the servants’ quarters, Jasmine carried Adele to her own room. She laid Adele on the bed and stood beside her, looking down at her.
She had thought she knew Adele well. After all, they had been together for twelve years. But today, she realized that she didn’t understand Adele as much as she thought she did.
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