“Miss Eileen…?”

“Yes…”

“Is this the way to the basement? It looks so dark…”

“Yes.”

“Well, are there other people here too?”

“Yes.”

“Then why…”

“Hey!” Eileen’s tone abruptly changed, “Your questions are getting a bit annoying!”

“Eh…”

Fia was startled by the sudden change in Eileen’s tone and hesitated to ask more questions.

She still didn’t understand why the kind Sister Eileen was speaking like this.

Could her questions really be that irritating?

“Has another newcomer arrived?”

As they continued, they reached a large door.

However, the door was opened by someone from inside before they got close—it was a young and beautiful woman.

“Yes.” Eileen said with a somewhat satisfied tone while staying behind Fia, “Today’s harvest was indeed satisfactory.”

“Harvest? What are you talking about… ah!”

Before Fia could finish her sentence, a soft, cold, and powerful hand grabbed her wrist, preventing her from moving.

“What do you want to do!?”

At this moment, if she didn’t realize that the situation was dire, it could only be said that she was foolish.

“It’s nothing much, just that you will be sacrificed in the name of the grand Princess Shirley.”

In front of Fia, the woman hidden in the darkness lifted her head, her eyes glowing with a seductive red.

At the same time, she extended her tongue, licking her red lips, and it was possible to see that she had sharp fangs.

“It’s time to eat. Let’s savor the leftovers that His Highness Shirley left.” She extended her hand and scratched Fia’s cheek with her red, sharp nails.

“Yes, Delia, listen, this girl is quite interesting; she seems so grateful and still says she will help us!”

After saying this, Eileen laughed, as if she had watched a funny clown show.

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“Eh? Are there innocent children these days? It’s very rare…”

The carefree conversation between the two made Fia’s heart fill with a chilling sense of despair.

“Well, let’s not waste time. Let’s dedicate her to Her Highness Shirley.”

Saying this, Eileen dragged Fia into the room.

Compared to the outer corridor, the room was slightly more illuminated, though still somewhat gloomy.

Upon entering, one could see two coffins, one larger and one smaller, prominently placed in the room, with some candles lit beside them.

Looking to the side—bones!

The corner of the room was almost filled with human skeletons, at least dozens of them, and the origin of these bones didn’t need to be explained.

“These bones are almost piling up again; cleaning this is really a chore…”

Eileen spoke with the tone of a woman frustrated with cleaning the yard.

“However, it won’t be long before His Highness Shirley is resurrected…”

At that moment, a young woman with her head bowed approached from the other side of the room.

“I’ll leave first.”

“Ok.”

Eileen did not stop Alyssa’s departure, after all, she was chosen by Her Highness Shirley.

Even without having received Lady Luna’s blood and completed the transformation from human to vampire, she was still one of them.

As for the reason for her departure, perhaps it was because she didn’t want to see what was to come.

“No… no…”

Eileen ignored Fia’s pleas, roughly pressing Fia’s head against the coffin.

Then, Eileen took a deep breath, assumed a pious and serious expression, prayed first, and then gently opened the coffin lid.

Even on the brink of death, Fia was still shocked to see the girl sleeping in the coffin.

She was adorned with fresh, seductive red flowers, dressed in an elegant black dress with white edges, her hands on her chest and an expression of tranquility, like a meticulously sculpted work of art.

Is this Her Majesty Shirley as they call her?

At that moment, a sharp metallic sound brought Fia back to reality.

Looking to the side, Delia had drawn a curved dagger, which was approaching her.

“No… no, please.”

Her voice trembled, and she wanted to say many words of pleading to save her life.

However, when the words came out, they seemed so empty.

And Eileen, naturally, didn’t care about her pleas.

Erin grabbed Fia’s hair and pulled it back hard, exposing her neck.

“With great honor, offer your blood to His Highness Shirley!”

“No, let me go, please!”

As the sharp dagger approached Fia’s neck, her pleas turned into desperate screams, her hands and feet struggling incessantly, but against the power of the vampires, they were powerless.

Without mercy or compassion, Delia’s dagger cut Fia’s throat without hesitation.

In an instant, a large amount of blood gushed out.

Looking at the bright, warm red blood, Delia and Eileen’s heartbeats suddenly quickened, and primal desires gradually invaded their hearts.

However, they struggled to maintain their composure.

Because the freshest food should be consumed first by Her Highness Shirley.

Fia’s struggles began to weaken, her desperate screams diminished, and only two rows of tears mixed with blood flowed into the coffin.

The blood began to envelop half of Shirley’s body, submerging her in fresh blood.

She wasn’t breathing, nor did she have a heartbeat...

But the blood was gradually disappearing, as if being absorbed by her body.

The only visible change was a brief flush on her skin, before returning to its usual pale tone.

In fact, hunting humans and feeding Shirley with their blood had been a practice for five or six years.

Delia and Eileen didn’t know how much longer they would continue this routine until Her Highness Shirley awoke, but they kept with the routine.

Gradually, the amount of blood flowing decreased, indicating that there was little blood left in Fia’s body.

After removing Fia’s head from the coffin, Delia and Eileen also sat down.

They looked at each other and saw a smile in each other’s eyes.

Then, they leaned over Fia’s neck and began to lick the blood.

Sometimes, being so close, their tongues and lips accidentally touched…

How much longer will these moments last?