“Tsk, tsk, what is our little Alice looking at? You’re practically turning into a lovesick stone~” The lazy voice whispered against Alice’s ear. She turned her head and met those teasing cherry-colored eyes. She was momentarily stunned, then her usually cool voice suddenly filled with delight. “Aunt! How did you come back early?”
The woman who had quietly leaned in and breathed against Alice’s ear was none other than His Holiness the Pope of the Papal State, Ailin Akesiya.
Her cascading cherry-pink hair, like a sea of cherry blossoms in spring, was now messily draped over her shoulders, slipping down her cheeks and even playfully brushing against Alice’s fair neck.
The originally sacred Papal Holy Robe was loosely worn, bulging at her mature curves. Even in stiletto heels, she didn’t look like an adult at all right now.
This usually dignified His Holiness the Pope now had nothing but mischievous smiles in the corners of her eyes.
“See, you’re getting anxious again.” Ailin extended her finger wrapped in white gloves and gently tapped Alice’s forehead.
“Aunt!” Alice stomped her foot in embarrassment. Her fair cheeks instantly flushed bright red like a ripe apple. “I’ve told you so many times! Luo Lin is just my good friend! Can you stop being so nosy?”
“Hmph.” Ailin plopped down beside Alice in indignation, then suddenly reached out and squeezed Alice’s cheeks into a ball.
“What’s this? Our Princess Alice has grown up and got her wings hard? Won’t even let Auntie talk now? If you marry someone, won’t you side with your husband to bully me, your mother-in-law?”
“I-I won’t! Aunt, let go~” The usually mature Alice now was like a kitten, unable to escape Ailin’s clutches at all. “Our little Alice’s cheeks still feel so good, so soft and tender. That brat Luo Lin will get to enjoy them in the future~” Ailin covered her mouth and giggled.
“Aunt——!!!” Alice’s face was already red like a ripe tomato, her voice trembling. “You—you’re the Pope! What kind of indecent things are you thinking about all day?”
“What’s wrong with that?” Ailin blinked her captivating eyes innocently and retorted with logic. “I’m just concerned with the next Pope’s love life~”
“Tomorrow, let’s call that boy over, and I’ll vet him again for you~”
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Mossat Duke Mansion.
Bang! The heavy bedroom door was thrown open. Luo Lin, panting heavily, threw herself onto the soft bed. Her heavy breathing sounded like a bellows—huff, puff.
“Finally made it!” Before she could even catch her breath, snow-white magic gradually enveloped her. Luo Lin clutched the bedsheet tightly, and in her vision, the ceiling slowly rose higher, her desk also grew larger.
On the wide bed, silver hair spread like a snow lotus, wrapping around a girl with icy skin and jade-like bones.
“Tsk tsk, our dear Young Master Luo Lin has been turned back to original form again?”
A voice filled with schadenfreude sounded from the head of the bed. Lilith, dressed in dark red Gothic dress, sat arrogantly at the head of the bed, watching her embarrassing state. She crossed her arms, and her calves wrapped in pure white thigh-high stockings swayed proudly in the air.
“Trash lizard! Stop playing dead and feed me!” Lilith looked down at Selina from above, showing two sharp little fangs. “Lady Lilith is hungry! Lady Lilith wants delicious blood!”
Selina lifted her head and looked at the arrogant bat with hands on her hips and the collar around her neck. Then she smirked. She raised her fair little hand and made a light grasping motion toward the chattering Lilith in midair. “Trash bat, do you really think I have no temper? Don’t forget you’re still wearing that slave collar~”
Click.
“Gahk—!” The collar around Lilith’s neck suddenly tightened! The Imprisonment Rune burst with blinding red light, slowly constricting into her slender neck.
“It hurts! Wrong! Wrong, wrong! Lady Selina, let go!”
The Vampire Ancestor who was arrogant just a second ago now was like a useless cat being scruffed, frantically kicking her legs and crying tears wildly in agony by the bedside.
Selina released her small hand, gracefully spun around, and caught Lilith as she fell from the bedside. Her ice-blue eyes held a hint of amusement as she looked at Lilith pinned beneath her on the bed.
“Are you awake now? Who’s the trash now, Ancestor?” The Silver Dragon Loli leaned in, kneeling between Lilith’s white thighs, pressing her down forcefully. Their silver-white hair interwove like a winter snowscape.
“As the True Ancestor of the Vampire Race, you must have some cool magic, right?” The girl suddenly changed her tone and let go.
Upon hearing this, Lilith, who had finally caught her breath, instantly let the vampire’s innate pride take the high ground. She crossed her arms, gave a proud snort, and turned her little head away.
“Hmph! The great magic of my Vampire Royal Family can only be learned by royal members! It’s a top-secret royal mystery that is never passed down! I won’t tell you anything!!” Lilith closed her eyes like she was ready to die, as if to say, “Bring on the torture.”
“Oh. Suit yourself.”
She hadn’t expected this trash who always talked nonsense to produce anything valuable anyway. After all, the duke’s mansion was stacked with advanced magic to the ceiling, not to mention that Alice had invited her tomorrow to the magic tower reserved for royalty to pick suitable spells.
It was just that having more arts wouldn’t hurt, so she thought to ask this trash bat.
The result was exactly as she expected. Thinking of this, Selina’s little face showed a trace of melancholy. Other people find a ring with an old grandpa who helps with alchemy and fights, but what I found? Talks big all day and eats my rice! You know what I mean? I can barely hold it together.
Time was tight, the task was heavy.
Ignoring Lilith, who was still playing dead and putting on airs in the corner, Selina opened the thick stack of notebooks Alice had given her and started flipping through them under the bedside magic lamp.
It was now proven that the Lying Flat Plan had completely collapsed. Once her current identity was discovered, the stake awaited her. Her only safe way out was to get into Sera Academy.
Sera Academy was recognized as the top school on the entire continent, embracing all rivers and streams—students from Apex Species to humans of all races appear frequently.
A Silver Dragon Girl appearing there wouldn’t be too out of place.
Moreover, Sera Academy strictly forbids student infighting, so those bad people who want to cause trouble for me—Selina—would have a hard time due to school rules, let alone that my childhood friend is the Student Council President there.
“Hehehe, I’m just too smart.” The more she thought, the more excited she became. The Silver Dragon Loli clenched her little fist and punched the air a few times.
And at this moment, those obscure incantations from daytime now seemed alive, vying to enter her little mind. This feeling of learning pleasure was just too satisfying.
Could it be that I’m really a genius? She was so proud of herself that she had to put her hands on her hips.
Grrrrrr—
Just as Selina was fully immersed in the joy of learning, a sound suddenly came.
Selina turned her little head.
She saw Lilith, who just moments ago was shouting “Better death than surrender” and “Defend vampire dignity to the death,” now shamelessly lying on the carpet like a koala, tightly hugging Selina’s leg. Her ruby-like big eyes were brimming with tears and extreme desire for food.
“Lady Selina… wuwuwu… I’m really about to faint from hunger…” Lilith pressed her tear- and snot-covered face against Selina’s calf, rubbing wildly and refusing to be kicked off. “Please! Just give me a tiny sip of blood! Just one sip! I’ll tell you anything!! Wuwuwu…”