"We're here."As the door to the new world outside the elevator slowly unfold to her eyes, the short-haired woman indifferently nodded. "Hmm." But she was secretly inspecting the place, alert from all kinds of attacks. No matter where she was, if it was not her home turf, utmost caution must be exercised.'This whole floor is a room?'The place was very luxurious. The extravagance of the room was greater than the best presidential suite she had been to, even better than Paul's Baroque-style mansion seated at a prestigious location in Jasmine City.Just one thing she noticed was the lack of modern appliances and the love for red of the place's owner. The color of blood unsettled her a bit. But overall, everywhere was a very eye-pleasing sight. To be honest, she even wanted to take away a cute lamp near the center table. It looked ancient yet the colors it gave off as it got lit up was like that of several rainbows compressed together, the soft multi-colored glow was simply breathtaking
"Totally unpredictable..." For the second time, while looking at Agatha, Bathory Erzebeth said. The girl sitting opposite her was naturally puzzled, yet she offered no explanation behind her very regal smile. Agatha did not dare speak. People said 'less talk, less err,' for a reason. Without any useful knowledge about the five hundred years old monster before her apart from the unsolved cases and crimes placed above her hair, she didn't dare open her mouth.From history books, Bathory Erzebeth was a Country H noblewoman and from the noble family of Erzebeth. She was extremely rich, owned and lorded vast areas of land in that kingdom, and had a stellar social position. Her life was supposed to be that of a typical married aristocratic lady.Yet for some unknown reason, the high lady gained a tendency to murder and torture beautiful virgin maidens and later on, was recorded to have regularly bathed in their blood to retain her beauty and youth. Several caskets full of fresh blood and a
"Little girl. I'm sure you're aware of how old I am. None of your thoughts and gestures could escape my eyes. But don't worry, I forgive you. You're young and didn't know much about the world yet. Hell, you don't even know who the guardian of this region is." Bathory carefreely chuckled. Agatha shook the chill in her heart by taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry. I'm just not used to this kind of situation. But Countess, may I know why you seem so nice to me?" "You finally asked what I am waiting to hear." With the demeanor of a high lady from the older generation, the Blood Countess laughed again. "In exchange for telling you the reason and educating you a bit about how this world runs, I want you to promise me one thing." The Silver's princess looked at the regally smiling lady for quite a long time, weighing the options in her mind. The point was, this woman seemed not hostile to her. But what was with this promise thing? She felt like there was something she must know! Agatha c
'Mao fellow? That revolutionary leader of this country who's born in the late 1800s?' Agatha felt like the woman was teasing her with a scant amount of information, making her guess things out by herself. She loved doing this too to her subordinates but being led around a circle was not a nice experience for her. However, she was indeed thankful. With the clues given, she managed to confirm a few things.'The enemy leader is at Level 8, and there's a huge chance the monster residing in my country is that fat doctor or that uncle of Paul. ' Thinking of the latter, she almost couldn't help showing a hate-filled expression. The butler by the side respectfully bowed and asked, "Milady, is the King of Country F the one dwelling at Southern Alina City?" Before being chosen to be bound by a lifeblood contract, an ability of the Countess, the butler was a full-fledged level 5 core member of the organization. 'He' knew that spies were regularly sent to that part of the city. The Countess fl
"Are you forgetting that your life is practically in my hands?" Bathory smilingly replied.Agatha went silent for some time, her small hands balled into fists. She had to resort to self-hypnotism to regain her senses and not fall to the temptations of the sweet voice in her head. Heaven knows how hard it was to ignore that damn voice advising her to just let all her fury out through a fistfight!'Goal: Negotiate...''Goal: Negotiate...''Goal: Negotiate... Negotiate...'With this in mind, she returned the smile, bringing out the businesswoman in her. The unplanned meeting this time had turned into something akin to a business deal. If her wishes could be coveted by someone four freakin' levels higher than her, this bargaining chip was too precious to be exchanged with mere pieces of information. Bathory was cheating her since she could learn all of these from the system sooner or later!A qualified businesswoman would never settle for a loss!She resolutely shook her head. After analy
"Nothing's fair in this world, Miss Bathory. It's something I already accepted. Even though I felt reluctant to trade a very precious Level 10 wish for a mere Level 8's life, I have no choice but do so because I still want to live," she added in gritted teeth, making a face that she was so pitiful. Shedding her compassionate facade of someone from the older generation, Bathory gave her a disdainful look. "Girl, you're one hundred years too early to think of fooling me with that pitiful level of acting."Meanwhile, after being silent for some time, the court lady withdrew her murderous gaze and put on a smile again, "How about we do this? Aren't you only pressed on time due to that comatose friend of yours? You lead the way. I can heal her for you."Agatha was initially very dumbfounded. Then again, her brain was not so slow to not immediately realize what Bathory meant. Exactly due to it, she angrily chanted in her mind, 'She makes sense, but in the end, she's still hellbent on scamm
On the other hand, the man stood up and looked at the huge dent on the floor before tossing a glance at the supposed target. Annoyance crept up in his face. He tossed the coin in his hands and commanded it, 'Buy the highest space lock you can and lock this place.'An unwilling humming came from the coin, but he ignored it. He threatened to pulverize its current object of obsession, the reason it could continue to exist, if it didn't do what he said hence despite its anger and reluctance, it didn't continue pissing him off anymore.Wearing that same misleading smile, he commented to the countess, "Miss Blood Countess, amazing. Your greatest attack is mental in nature since you're a Seer. And because of it I assumed you'll be an easy picking since I'm your natural nemesis. But I guess you are still a Level 9 and your ability to predict is still annoying."Paul referred to how his fake choking attack failed due to her so-called 'nature power'. Bathory narrowed her eyes again. The man bef
Agatha's gaze landed on the man's back. Finally, it dawned to her that Paul seemed to be different and that he not only made a Level 9's skill failed, earlier, his speed when running here and there seemed a bit abnormal too. No. Not really just a bit. Paul seemed faster and more powerful than her! How was that possible!'Just what did the three-year separation did to him? Did he become someone like me?' The girl didn't know what to feel. Her hand reaching out to him trembled, stopping midair and hesitating whether to grab his arm. Meanwhile, the Blood Countess felt great anger rising in her chest. She couldn't believe that her prided Enslaving Skill failed just like that! It was both unbelievable and infuriating!"I won't care anymore if your backer is higher than me!" After saying that, the enemy woman's expression changed. Madness and resentment began to seep out of her aura. The atmosphere around her shifted from mere pressure into something entirely different. The air became mor