Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

The succubus cupped one of Beatrice's hands in her own, gently rubbing her cheek against the black silk glove.

"That's because the Andrei are really difficult to deal with; they're like stone heads with no heart."

Seemingly thinking of something happy, Beatrice's eyes curved into crescents, and she covered her lips with one hand to chuckle, "Indeed, she's a blockhead too."

Calming himself down, he pinched the succubus's horns and stroked her head. "Little Anna is our top courtesan, she just doesn't have the knack for it yet. I believe that soon, even the dead will come back to life because of your charm. Keep up the good work."

Lyle was thoroughly entertained watching the two beautiful ladies playfully frolicking.

It was then interrupted by a scream.

From the direction of the sound, the crowd dispersed, and a skeleton pinned a person down, the captured right arm still twisting unnaturally.

"Mengli?"

"Lady Beatrice, this scumbag is making advances on Candy." Candy stood less than a meter away, his face flushed with embarrassment. He was wearing... a flawless white dress with a bow at the waist and in his hair. Because of his constitution, he always had blush on his face. Coupled with his weak personality and bullying temperament, he was quite suitable for the cute route, assuming no one knew he was a boy.

Clearly, with Beatrice's appearance, restless thoughts began to degenerate. Beatrice possessed a quality that made people succumb to their instincts.

The man who coveted the candy had no humility whatsoever.

"That was just normal physical contact! You stupid bone."

"Putting your filthy hands under someone's skirt is considered normal contact? You idiot, and you think others are idiots too!"

“That was force majeure. Who asked this waitress to dress so cutely? You Blood Roses, dressed so seductively, aren’t you just trying to make a profit? What did I do wrong? My father is a member of the Secret Council, I have plenty of money, but now, you’ve cut off your own source of income. I am the true citizen of the City of Wanderings. Beatrice, if you still want your bar to continue operating, hehe, you’d better compensate me properly.” The man’s filthy eyes gleamed with lewdness, his tongue licking his lips as if licking something else entirely.

"boss!"

"Let him go, Mengli."

"Yes."

Beatrice's face was gloomy, her hair obscuring most of her features. "I'm a businesswoman, there's no need to make a scene. Anna, apologize to this guest and compensate him, the usual."

Upon hearing this, the man stood up shakily, watching Anna approach with a bottle of expensive wine. "Heh, this chick isn't bad either. Looks like I can relax a bit today. But Beatrice, don't think it's over yet. There are some things you'll need to do yourself."

Anna had already reached the man, holding a clearly antique bottle of wine. "Sir, this is a wine from our boss's collection, dating back to the Roman era. As an apology..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you can come with me now, little girl." The man instinctively reached out his hand.

"As an apology, I'll offer you a drink now." Anna turned the bottle upside down, and with a shattering sound, the man collapsed to the ground again, shards scattered everywhere, the fragrant wine mixed with blood spilled all over the ground.

Anna discarded the shards in her hand, not minding the dirt, and grabbed the unconscious head. "Nobody touched my candy and got away with it."

"Murder! Blood Rose has murdered someone!" Someone tried to create chaos, only to find that they were just putting on a show. The silent crowd moved to the sides, exposing the person to Beatrice's gaze. Her eyes glowed red in the lamplight.

"He just fainted. Are you his friend?"

"You are wrong. You cannot fight against the power of the Secret Council. Just wait and see what happens to you, Rose Queen."

Beatrice crossed her left leg over her right and stretched in the chair. "An ignorant senator can't represent the House. The one lying down must be just an unloved bastard who only knows how to bully others by using his position. Otherwise, why didn't his senator father tell him that there are some people in the City of Wanderings who you shouldn't mess with, or you might even get into trouble?"

Beatrice fiddled with a small ring, the jasmine flower on the emblem clearly visible even in the dim light—an Andrei ring, except the emblem wasn't a deep blue, but pure black.

"I'm curious whether Andrei has the ability to remove a useless councilor from office. Will this notorious dark group in the City of Wanderings change the true power structure of the city, the Secret Council? Are you willing to be the 1,459th accused?"

"Also, the style of Bloody Rose is my personal preference, and running a bar is also my fun. I like the feeling of being the center of attention. I also give my employees the freedom to pursue beauty. Don't assume that their beauty is prepared for you. They shine and give off radiance, and then they just happen to nourish your eyes."

“I also quite enjoy seeing you expose your filthy inner ugliness.”

She is the goddess of evil, who uses her beauty to corrupt mortals, sitting on a high platform and mocking the ugliness of all living beings.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Vampires

After the unconscious man was given simple first aid, the burly demon guards carried him out. The ground was swept clean, the stains were washed away, and everyone continued dancing as if nothing had happened.

Lyle wasn't sure if this was a major concern for the residents of the gray area, but this composure undoubtedly eased his worries considerably.

After Anna left, he and Beatrice were only one seat apart.

She took a wine glass from the bar, the bright red liquid swirling in it, and finally kissed her bright red lips.

His eyes were fixed on the crowd on the stage, and his sculpted profile was displayed before Lyle.

“That’s not a fake.” Lyle said to himself, as if talking to himself, until Beatrice’s gaze swept over him and he realized she was talking to him.

"what?"

“I’m telling you, that Andrei ring isn’t fake. You’ve been examining it for a while, haven’t you?”

"Could Miss Beatrice also be an Andrei?"

The sound of his index finger striking the glass, the sharp fingernail making a trembling sound, drew attention away from Beatrice's face.

“I have nothing to hide. I am not an Andrei. I stole the ring from the careless Ariana. After all, the name Andrei is quite useful.”

Aren't you afraid of being exposed?

“Andre is rather oblivious in this regard, ignoring it unless there is genuine hostility.”

Beatrice sat down next to Lyle, leaning forward against the bar, her bright red eyes gazing at Lyle for the first time.

"What do you think of my sister, Plague Doctor?" As she uttered those two words, Beatrice began to smile, and you could feel her eyes sharpen, a sense of malice rising within Lyle.

"You know me?"

"I've only just met you, and you're the kind of man who can have a normal conversation with me for three minutes without any strange phenomena or tongue-tiedness. In all my long time, you've never met one like that. You must have met Ariana before, and for a long time, to have developed a resistance to our appearance. As for my sisters, their social circles are all quite... easy to guess. I know both dragons and gentlemen. So, that interesting newcomer that Ariana keeps talking about, isn't that you?"

"Is it something that's always on people's minds?" Lyle was slightly pleased.

“Hey, Plague Doctor, do you want to come over here?” Beatrice asked suddenly, her eyes gleaming with mischievous delight. “If I could snatch you away from Ariana, would she still be so indifferent? I’d love to know.”

The sisters don't seem to get along well; Beatrice is a complete scoundrel.

"I'm sorry, my heart is set on Ariana."

"Is that so? Isn't what you like most about her the charm that surrounds her? Have you seen what the disguised Ariana really looks like? She and I are sisters, our faces are exactly the same."

"No, I don't just like Ariana's face..."

"What else is there? Her voice that can kill, or do you, like other Andreas, like euthanasia?"

"..." What should I do? I really want to agree with her point of view.

“What I love is Ariana’s gentleness, a gentleness that makes time seem to stand still, like moonlight falling on you, or like flowing water. This feeling that I love is something Beatrice, who is like alcohol, can’t give me. So, you should give up your plans, Beatrice.”

Beatrice's smile deepened, and she slowly moved closer. "I understand Ariana's feelings a little better now. You know, Plague Doctor, many people don't drink voluntarily, but in the end, they all get drunk. And when my long-dormant appetite is aroused, it's not so easy to deal with."

"Can you really refuse me?"

It's alluring, but not on the same level as a succubus's magic. When the mind sends out a command to resist, the body has already succumbed, just like she said, feeling like she's drunk.

A fair hand rested on the bird-beak mask.

"Let me see a face that even Ariana hasn't seen."

hiss!

Beatrice quickly withdrew her hand, and Medusa poked her head out from her collar, her eyes meeting Beatrice's, while her dragon kiss hissed like a venomous snake.

Lyle awoke from his trance and patted Medusa on the head.

"Thank you, Medusa."

“Medusa?” Beatrice’s shock turned into a subtle surprise upon hearing the name, tinged with amusement and astonishment.

"It really surprised me that she gave this to you."

"This walking stick was originally commissioned by me."

Beatrice didn't argue; she simply smiled knowingly and said, "How amusing, Plague Doctor."

"Don't be so wary. I'm withdrawing and won't get involved in my sister's struggle anymore. I'm really looking forward to seeing how things end."

Lyle patted his sleeves; the feeling of having his body manipulated by someone else was truly awful.

"Plague Doctor, if in the future, a woman more beautiful than me and Ariana pursues you, what will you choose?"

Adjusting his hat, Lyle looked at the girl standing to the side. She stood obediently to the side, not at all like a hotel owner, except for the strange smile on her face.

“Ariana is the most beautiful in my eyes.”

"Pfft." Beatrice bent over, clutching her stomach, trying her best to suppress her laughter. "I hope you'll have the chance to say those words."

"My brother-in-law."

Although Beatrice was behaving sweetly and mischievously at the moment, Lyle would not forget how she had seduced him, her red eyes gleaming with bloodlust, and the sharp fangs peeking out from the corners of her lips.

He hoisted the drunken William onto his shoulders, and the two walked out of Blood Rose.

Beatrice was still smiling and waving from outside the door, attracting attention from people on the street.

But Lyle had already seen it; the fleeting sunlight shone on her like a sudden cloud, and her skin looked like it was studded with sparkling jewels.

Beatrice is a vampire.

Chapter 80 Vampires and the Antichrist

"Vampires are enemies, dark creatures cursed by God."

Karen said to Lyle with a serious expression.

"As for its origins, though I hate to admit it, vampires are traitors to the Holy Light, and the first vampire was a fallen paladin."

"While the paladin was away on campaign, his wife fell into the river and died. The cause of death is unknown due to the passage of time, but the priests at the time declared it to be suicide, a grave sin that would prevent her from going to heaven."

"He fought for glory on the front lines, but his beloved received no light at all. The paladin fell into despair, and after despair came madness and rage."

"He plunged his sword into the holy image representing the gods, cursing and weeping."

"A dark miracle unfolded; dark blood flowed from the wooden statue, staining the knight's body. His blood was cursed, turning him into a bloodthirsty monster intolerable to the Holy Light."

"This is Dracula, the progenitor of vampires."

Karen closed the sacred book in her hands, its black cover adorned with red roses.

"The vampire knowledge brought by the evangelists will hopefully be useful in the vampire extermination campaign in a few days."

Lyle interrupted Karen's excitement and grabbed her hand.