In the middle of the forest trail, a figure advanced slowly.

This person was dressed in a simple and bulky robe and wore a hood that concealed her face.

However, judging by the small size and the footprints left behind, it seemed to be a woman.

On her back, she carried an enormous sword, slightly larger than her own body.

The sword's sheath looked ordinary, but the hilt had exquisite golden patterns, making it very beautiful.

Her steps were firm and calm.

From the beginning, the distance and time of each step did not change at all.

After an indefinite period, the mysterious woman seemed to have found her destination – the monastery.

In front of the monastery, she stopped and lifted her head as if she could see directly into the scene inside the monastery.

The angle of her eyes was directed toward the monastery's basement.

After a pause, she continued forward as before.

As she approached the main door, she did not stop to ring the bell and call someone to open it.

Instead, she extended her right hand, hidden under the long sleeve, and placed it on the door's lock.

With an effort, the resilient lock turned into a ball of crumpled iron.

Pushing the door, she continued inside...

...

"Eileen, come here and take a look. Lady Luna seems to be reacting!"

Delia's shouts came from the basement.

She threw aside the still-warm corpse and exclaimed excitedly.

"Really? I'm coming!"

On the other side, Eileen was also thrilled.

On the table before her were the heads of several young women with wide-open eyes.

Among them was the head of a girl named "Fia."

Additionally, in Eileen's hands was another unfinished product.

She loved making specimens of heads she found interesting or memorable, and this had always been her favorite work.

However, now she set the unfinished piece aside and ran to Delia’s side, anxiously watching the inside of the coffin.

Just like Shirley, Luna was lying in a slightly larger coffin, in a deep sleep state.

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But at that moment, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if she were about to wake up.

"Is there any blood left? Just a bit more should be enough!"

"Let me see..."

Delia thought for a moment and then took the corpse she had just thrown away.

With her sharp claws, she opened the chest and retrieved a heart still dripping with blood.

"Here, there’s still some left."

Saying this, she raised the heart to the top of the coffin, squeezed it with a snap, and squeezed the last bit of blood out.

When the blood was absorbed, Luna's sleeping body changed.

Without warning, she opened her eyes and sat up very quickly.

"Where is Her Highness Shirley!?"

Still not clearly seeing her surroundings, she asked anxiously.

"Mother Luna!"

Seeing that Luna had awakened, the two small vampires immediately knelt and responded respectfully.

They were originally human, but after receiving Luna’s blood, they had become vampires.

Thus, through blood ties, they were Luna’s daughters, her descendants.

"Her Highness Shirley is right beside you."

Gazing at the two small vampires kneeling, Luna did not pay much attention to them.

Although they were her blood daughters, how could they be as important as Her Highness Shirley?

Luna turned and jumped out of the coffin. When her feet touched the ground, she nearly stumbled.

Seeing this, Delia and Eileen hurried to support her.

Luna couldn’t help but frown as she steadied herself again.

"Am I so weakened? Her Highness Shirley's attack really was exaggerated..."

Thinking this, she couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Originally, she was waiting for Shirley’s orders, so she wasn’t too far from the battle site.

When the true power of that attack manifested, it was too late to escape the impact zone.

Even if she had tried to escape with difficulty, she would have suffered severe injuries, and Delia, Eileen, and Alyssa would have died.

She didn’t have the strength to escape with them.

Thus, after a brief reflection, she decided to grant her blood to Delia and Eileen, turning them into vampires and absorbing all the damage herself.

At least, as a result, they all survived, which was a good sign.

After adjusting her physical condition a bit, Luna went to the coffin and looked at Shirley, who was sleeping peacefully inside.

Since Shirley was small, Luna had cared for her.

For Luna, Shirley was the child she loved and cherished the most.

Now, Shirley was forced into a deep sleep due to the situation, which caused her immense suffering.

Except for lower-level vampires, other vampires can enter a deep sleep when necessary.

If you actively fall into a deep sleep, you can wake up at any time according to your consciousness.

Generally, it’s like setting an alarm for yourself while you sleep.

Or when facing an enemy they cannot defeat, they can find a place to sleep and see if the enemy might forget them or die before they themselves die of old age or something similar.

Falling into a deep sleep passively is completely different.

It’s a state the body enters when in a moment of extreme crisis but not on the brink of death.

During this sleep, as long as no further damage is sustained, you might have a chance to "reborn" by replenishing your blood.

Shirley and Luna belong to this latter case.

After gently stroking Shirley's face, Luna recovered after a while.

"You did well. When we return, I will reward you."

In contrast to her softness with Shirley, Luna’s voice now sounded a bit cold.

Not that she had any complaints about Delia and Eileen, but her nature was such, her tenderness was only for Her Highness Shirley.

"Let’s leave immediately."

Saying this, Luna covered Shirley’s coffin with the lid.

Once back at the castle, a steady flow of blood will be replenished, and Shirley will wake up sooner.

"Certainly, let’s call Alyssa now."

Delia and Eileen ran to fetch Alyssa and leave, as returning to the castle was a dream for both of them.

Delia wanted to return quickly to show her former colleagues her experiences and her identity as a vampire.

Eileen was curious about the vampire castle.

After all, she had only heard about it from Delia but had never seen it with her own eyes.

However...

At the moment they were about to open the door to the room, an immense force came from behind the door, causing the robust wooden door to shatter instantly.

The two were thrown against the wall, creating two deep holes...

The dust settled and the figure standing in the doorway was the woman wearing a cloak and carrying a giant sword...