"Quickly! Prepare the Primordial Blood Transfer ritual. If you're not ready in ten minutes, I will kill you all!"
Today, the Bartoli family castle was in a rare state of turmoil.
All the vampire maids were in a panic, running back and forth, and the reason was, naturally, that something serious had happened to the princess, Her Highness Shirley.
Yuri brandished the whip she held, her pale blue eyes fierce and cold.
"Faster, you losers!"
As she spoke, her whip did not hesitate to strike one of the vampire maids, leaving a deep, bloody wound on her back.
However, the maid did not dare to complain, merely enduring the pain and quickening her pace.
Yuri was in charge of the Bartoli household, a vampire of the same generation as Shirley's mother, and in terms of power and status, she was superior to Luna.
After all, she was the administrator and took care of all the Bartoli family's affairs.
Luna, on the other hand, was merely the head maid; in a sense, she was subordinate to Yuri.
However, due to Luna's closeness to Shirley's mother, their actual positions were not very different.
Yuri almost never concerned herself with Luna's matters, and Luna did not need to report her activities to Yuri.
"This useless Luna can't even protect Her Highness Shirley!"
In an empty corridor, Yuri stomped with frustration, her burning rage making her want to kill.
However, it was not the time for that.
After a brief outburst, she regained her grim demeanor and quickened her pace.
Luna's problems could be discussed later, the most important thing now was to restore Her Highness Shirley's body.
...
This was a strange room, illuminated by six candles burning with red flames.
In the center of the room was a long table covered with a white sheet, on which the fragile Shirley lay.
The door to the room opened slowly, and Yuri entered, giving a respectful bow to Shirley.
"Respected Her Highness Shirley, the ritual is about to begin..."
"Yes."
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Shirley responded in a whisper, indicating her awareness.
Yuri had been the one to teach her noble etiquette since childhood and was quite strict, being one of the people Shirley feared the most growing up.
Though very severe, Yuri was indeed a good person, organized in all matters, and thus very reliable to Shirley's mother.
Of course, the definition of "good person" referred to those who were good to the Bartoli family, not in the conventional sense.
Receiving Shirley's response, Yuri took out a prepared container containing the Primordial Blood — an object similar to a syringe made of translucent and colorful crystal.
Inside that strange syringe floated a drop of blood, a drop of the Primordial Blood from another true progenitor.
"I'm sorry, Her Highness Shirley Sheryl."
With that, Yuri pierced Shirley's heart with the syringe and began to slowly inject the Primordial Blood into her body.
"Ah..."
The entry of the Primordial Blood caused Shirley to moan in pain, as though that drop was also Primordial Blood, it was not her own, causing some rejection in her body.
She clutched the white sheet on the table tightly, her body trembling with spasms, emitting moans of agony.
Until her body completely assimilated that drop of Primordial Blood, she would have to endure this pain.
"Yuri," Shirley said, struggling against the pain.
"What is it? Her Highness Shirley."
"I want to handle this personally. Do not wake my mother."
"But..."
"I want to handle this! Personally!"
Shirley emphasized each word, her red eyes shining with intense hatred, leaving no room for Yuri to argue.
"Yes, understood..."
Recognizing Shirley's determination, Yuri did not insist and agreed.
Although Princess Shirley was still young, she needed to grow, she could not rely on her mother forever.
Practicing and handling situations under control was essential...
The Primordial Blood transformation ritual proceeded slowly, something that others could not intervene in.
Therefore, once Yuri confirmed that Shirley was stable, she left quietly.
Upon reaching the hall, she saw two small, ragged vampires, restless.
They were Delia and Eileen.
Sitting in a chair at the front of the hall, Yuri looked coldly at the two small vampires, sensing Luna's scent on them.
"Tell me the whole story from the beginning, without omitting any details, understood!?"
In the end, Yuri nearly shouted, releasing the pressure of being a high-level vampire, causing the two small vampires to kneel quickly, trembling as they recounted everything that had happened.
After listening to their account, Yuri fell into deep thought.
Luna, forced to consume Her Highness Shirley's Primordial Blood to gain the power of a true progenitor, and with the enhancement of her Battle Armor, had encountered an enemy she could not handle?
This result surprised her somewhat.
Though Luna was the weakest among them, times had changed, there should be no one capable of threatening them.
Or had some ancient entity awakened?
The mysteries of the world are always infinite, and no one dares to claim they know everything.
In this vast world, there are unknowns, and that seems normal.
But why would the enemy target Her Highness Shirley?
From a few small clues, Yuri was sure that the enemy's target was only Shirley...
But why?
Her Highness Shirley had grown up in the castle, this was the first time she had left it...
Could it be because of the blood?
While thinking about this, Yuri suddenly stood up and said to one of the vampire maids beside her, "Take them to change clothes and organize their rooms. From now on, they will also be part of the maid group, understood?"
"Understood, Lady Yuri..."
She made preliminary arrangements for the two, and now, Yuri needed to prepare for any eventuality.
Instead of waking Shirley's mother, some old friends needed to be roused to face the current situation.
At the same time, the castle's defenses needed to be reinforced.
If the enemy had a way to track Princess Shirley's location, then, if the other side was relatively reckless, it might be possible to track them directly to the castle.