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The large nightcap slipped off with her hurried movements, and her long lavender hair fell like a waterfall on the pile of ancient books.

"This time, the reward... is up to you!"

The witch blurted out in panic, her violet eyes widening slightly in shock.

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that she had spoken out of turn and quickly reached out to try to correct her mistake:

"No, wait—"

"Okay, it's settled!"

Zhou Yuan quickly interrupted her and a smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Without waiting for Patchouli to react, he stood up nimbly, his black windbreaker drawing a chic arc as he turned around, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared into the shadow of the library's spiral staircase.

"wait...!"

Patchouli's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, her fingertips still showing signs of wanting to grasp something.

The heavy oak door made a soft click, completely blocking out her unfinished words.

The moonlight filtered through the stained glass, casting mottled patches of color on her dull profile. The rune stone in her hand fell with a "click" onto the spread-out ancient book.

The entire library fell into an eerie silence, with only the magical candlelight casting flickering light and shadows on her lenses.

After a long while, the witch slowly hugged her fluffy witch hat and buried her burning cheeks deeply in it:

"...Mmm..."

At this moment, the little devil who had been hiding behind the bookshelf and observing secretly flew over carefully holding several ancient books.

She flapped her bat wings and circled around Patchouli hesitantly for several times before she mustered up the courage to speak:

"Um...Ms. Patchouli..."

The little devil's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and his fingers were nervously twisting the edge of his apron.

Seeing that the witch didn't respond, she moved closer:

“Actually, you don’t have to worry too much…”

She chose her words carefully, trying to comfort her master:

"Master Zhou Yuan...may prefer a petite figure like Lady Melyuchina..."

Before she finished speaking, Patchouli suddenly raised her head, and the violet pupils behind her gold-rimmed glasses contracted violently.

Isn't this a disguised way of saying she has no charm?!

"Shut up, little devil!"

The witch's pale cheeks instantly flushed red, and even the tips of her ears were dyed the color of the sunset.

She hurriedly grabbed a thick magic book and pretended to throw it at him.

"Whoa!"

The little devil was so frightened that the ancient books in his arms fell to the ground.

She flapped her wings in panic and dived into the nearest shadow, shivering, with only half of her head and the trembling tips of her bat wings exposed.

The little devil hiding in the corner hugged his knees, and counted on his fingers in grievance as he reviewed the situation:

"I clearly followed the advice in Chapter 3, Section 5 of 'How to Comfort Your Master'... What on earth did I say wrong..."

On the other side, Patchouli was reminded of something by the little devil's farce, and the tip of her ear that was exposed was so red that it almost bleeds.

Her slender fingers twisted the lace of her robe unconsciously, and she kept muttering:

"No...Absolutely not..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, almost becoming a whisper.

"That kind of intense thing..."

Suddenly, she hugged her knees and buried her burning face in her arms:

“I’m going to die…I’m really going to die!”

Chapter 62: The Legend of Remi: Pretending to be Cool

When Toosaka Rin stepped into the courtyard of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, her steps suddenly stopped.

She opened her gem-like eyes wide and looked at the dreamlike scene in disbelief.

In the moonlight, the Gothic spire building stands tall, the rose windows reflect a hazy glow, the carefully trimmed roses sway gracefully in the night breeze, and the water droplets in the fountain sparkle like broken diamonds in the moonlight.

"So, Mr. Yuan..."

Her voice unconsciously carried a complex emotion, and her fingertips gently stroked a blue rose stained with night dew.

"Have you always been a young nobleman hiding your identity?"

"Uh..."

Zhou Yuan touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, his eyes moving between the exaggerated spire of the Scarlet Devil Mansion and the small black tower in the distance that was fighting with the maid for the broom.

He sighed helplessly:

"I think... you may have misunderstood something..."

At this moment, the library's stained glass window suddenly shattered with a loud "crash", and a heavy magic book flew out of the window, followed by Patchouli's exasperated shout:

"Little devil! Stop right there!"

Zhou Yuan and Toosaka Rin looked up at the same time, only to see the little devil running across the courtyard in a panic, holding a pile of shaky ancient books, with a series of flashing magic missiles chasing behind him.

The corners of Toosaka Rin's mouth twitched slightly:

"This is truly... a unique aristocratic mansion..."

"so..."

Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly and spread his hands.

"You may have misunderstood something. This is not my home..."

He was about to explain his situation when a childish but pretentiously authoritative voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

"No, you're not mistaken!"

Zhou Yuan and Toosaka Rin turned around at the same time, only to see that Remlia had been standing in the shadow of the corridor without them noticing.

Although his height only reached Zhou Yuan's waist, the vampire lord still tried to straighten his back and tried to assume the majestic posture of a family head.

Her delicate bat wings fluttered restlessly behind her, casting a trembling shadow in the moonlight.

"You are one of the masters of our Scarlet Devil Mansion!"

Remlia blushed and announced loudly, but her voice gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a mutter.

"Give me...take responsibility..."

She spoke softer and softer, and finally half covered her face with her lace sleeves, revealing only a pair of red eyes that flashed with anxiety.

His iconic pointed ears trembled slightly due to embarrassment, completely unlike the majestic and awe-inspiring lord he usually was.

However, Remlia never told Zhou Yuan about those strange family rules.

However, when an outsider (Tohsaka Rin) really arrived, she still conscientiously fulfilled her obligations as the "wife of the head of the family"...

"what?"

Zhou Yuan looked stunned and subconsciously pointed at himself.

"Slave me?"

……

Toosaka Rin's gaze moved back and forth between the two of them, her pupils gradually dilated, and her delicate face completely frozen.

Then, she mechanically turned to the petite vampire loli, her lips trembling unconsciously——

That subtle pressure, that innate aura of nobility, was exactly the same as the one she had accidentally encountered many years ago...

“True…True Ancestor?!!”

A sharp scream pierced the night sky of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, startling the flock of bats roosting on the clock tower.

"Hehehe~"

At this moment, Remlia suddenly regained her usual majestic demeanor when facing outsiders.

She lifted her skirt gracefully, her blood-red eyes glowing with an enchanting light in the moonlight.

Although his height was not even up to Rin Tousaka's chest, the aura he exuded at this moment made the air stagnate.

"I'm sorry, human."

She raised her chin slightly, and her voice carried an ancient rhythm that did not match her appearance.

"I am still a little short of being the true ancestor..."

The slender fingertips traced a tiny distance, and dark red magic flowed between the fingers.

"but..."

The corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc.

"I gladly accept your praise~"

The moonlight penetrated the clouds at the right moment, giving her petite figure a silver edge.

The timely sound of the organ in the distance added a touch of dramatic solemnity to the scene.

Zhou Yuan held his forehead and sighed, apparently no longer surprised by the lord's sudden desire to perform.

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"So you are also a vampire?"

Toosaka Rin looked at Zhou Yuan with a complicated expression, her brows unconsciously furrowed.

She recalled every moment she had spent with him——

The unremarkable movements under the midday sun, the calm demeanor before the clergy—

All kinds of scenes flashed back in my mind.

"Are vampires nowadays not afraid of the sun?"

There was clear confusion in her voice.

"I shouldn't be considered a pure vampire, after all, I'm only a first embracer..."

Before he could finish his words, Remlia's bat wings suddenly extended from behind Zhou Yuan's head like a living thing and covered his mouth accurately.

The petite vampire lord had already stood on the high chair, his bright red pupils flashing with danger.

"Fool!"

She stamped her feet angrily, and the high chair rocked.

"Can the taboos of the First Embrace be casually discussed?"

The lace on the cuffs trembled with the excited movements, just like a black cat with its fur standing on end.

"and..."

Remlia suddenly turned to Tosaka Rin, her expression becoming subtle.

"Actually, this guy is our true ancestor..."

Her voice gradually lowered, and a complex light flowed in her red eyes.

"what?"

Toosaka Rin fell into a daze again, her delicate face completely frozen.

"Stop it, stop standing there."

Zhou Yuan, who had somehow freed himself from the bat wings, patted her shoulder gently.

He still had that reassuring smile on his face:

"Come in and sit down!"