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"Do you understand now? When two members of the Scarlet family simultaneously stab their fangs into your neck..."

Her voice carried a certain fatalistic heaviness.

"They share more than just blood..."

……

The air in the room seemed to freeze, with only the occasional crackle of charcoal in the fireplace as the only sound.

Remlia's fingertips unconsciously tightened the hem of her skirt, and a trace of panic flashed in her scarlet eyes.

The moonlight filtered through the stained glass, casting mottled shadows on her pale cheeks.

"Also, there is one more thing."

Patchouli's voice suddenly lowered, and the magic book in her hand automatically turned to the chapter recording the forbidden techniques.

The yellowed pages made a rustling sound, which was particularly clear in the silent room.

Her gaze slowly shifted from Zhou Yuan to Remlia, and the moonlight reflected from the lenses drew a cold trail between the two of them.

The witch's voice carried a certain fatalistic heaviness:

"You know what? Remi and Fran are not pure-blooded vampires..."

Patchouli's voice grew softer as her fingertips gently stroked the gilded words about "Blood Clan Alien" on the page.

"They are demon children born through forbidden techniques... In other words..."

"Patch!"

Remlia suddenly interrupted with a sharp voice, and the bat wings behind her suddenly opened, but then quickly retracted as if they were burned.

Under the moonlight, her pale cheeks flushed unnaturally. The usually proud Queen of the Night now looked like a child whose secret had been exposed, and even her voice trembled slightly:

“Who allowed you to…!”

The roses outside the window suddenly shook violently, as if echoing her troubled mood.

The taboo Patchouli mentioned is exactly the deepest pain of the Scarlet sisters -

They were not born through orthodox "blood exchange", but were the product of some crazy experiment.

This special bloodline makes their First Embrace not only a symbol of belonging, but also contains a curse that permanently binds their existence to others.

Patchouli gently closed the magic book, a hint of apology flashed across her purple eyes behind the lenses, but she continued firmly:

"In other words, they can't have the ability to embrace multiple times like normal vampires. Instead, they can only have one true embrace in their lifetime... Once they choose a partner, they can never change."

These words were like a sharp blade, piercing the last bit of tranquility in the room.

Remlia's bat wings drooped limply, and she seemed to have lost all her strength.

In the moonlight, her slender figure looked particularly thin.

Chapter 76 Sakuya: This is the tradition of the engagement ceremony (positive voice)!

"Anyway..."

Patchouli gently pushed up her glasses, and a hint of cunning flashed in her purple eyes behind the lenses.

She gracefully closed the magic book and spoke for the young lady who was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die:

"From the moment Remi first embraced you, your identity in the Scarlet family officially became..."

The witch deliberately dragged out the last syllable, and looking at Zhou Yuan's gradually stiffening expression, a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"The common fiancé of our two daughters of the Scarlet Devil Mansion~"

She suddenly announced in a light tone, lightly tapping Zhou Yuan's chest with her fingertips.

"You must take responsibility, lucky groom-to-be~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Remlia's bat wings spread out completely, and she jumped up like a frightened cat:

"Patch!!"

She screamed in shame and anger, her cheeks were so red that they seemed to bleed, and even her pointed fangs were shining in the moonlight.

Suddenly there was a loud "thump" sound outside the window——

Apparently, a certain eavesdropping young lady was so frightened by this explosive declaration that she fell off the roof into the fountain.

The sound of water splashing was particularly clear in the silent night, accompanied by the frantic thrashing of Flandre.

"Wow! Onee-sama, I, I didn't mean to eavesdrop!"

Melyuchina's dragon tail swayed happily. She leaned lazily on Zhou Yuan's shoulder and whispered in his ear:

"Looks like my Xiao Yuan... is going to be a hot commodity~"

The warm breath carries a hint of danger.

"but..."

Her golden eyes narrowed dangerously.

"But I was the one who got yours first."

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"Ah...Ah Ba Ah Ba..."

Bawanshi's grey eyes widened, and her pink hair puffed up slightly in shock.

She looked back and forth at the two young-looking vampires in disbelief, her voice changing tone:

"Fiancée?!!"

Melyuchina tilted her head, her long silver hair falling from her shoulders.

A hint of confusion flashed across her golden pupils:

"Yes what's the matter?"

The dragon fairy lazily played with the ends of her hair.

"You can even accept Xiao Yuan and I being together, but you can't accept this?"

“This is totally different!!!”

Bawanshi grabbed her fluffy pink hair in despair, her gray pupils trembling violently.

She spun around like a cat with its fur standing on end, her skirt flying up from the huge movement.

"Even though I know those two girls aren't vampire fairies, their attributes still overlap! This isn't good news at all!!"

Hearing these words, Melyuchina's eyes suddenly became subtle.

She slowly looked at Bavanshi from top to bottom, her eyes lingering on her proud curves for a moment, and then glanced thoughtfully at the two petite vampires in the distance.

Finally, he even looked down at his flat chest, and his tone gradually became strange:

“I don’t think so…”

She muttered softly,

"You are not on the same level as us... He seems to have never had sex with a plump girl..."

The last few sentences almost became a breath, completely drowned out by Bawanshi's frantic mumbling.

The pink vampire fairy was biting her nails anxiously, completely unaware of the subtle jealous gaze from the dragon fairy.

……

"F-Flan..."

Remlia stood in front of the mirror at a loss, her slender fingers nervously twisting the hem of her skirt.

The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silver glow on her fair skin.

"Do you really have to dress like this?"

She shyly pulled at the almost transparent black lace dress with silver edges, revealing her delicate collarbone beneath the veil.

The bat's wings, which usually look majestic, are now nervously folded, and even the alopecia on its head are drooping limply.

"Why not?"

Flandre tilted her little head, and the colorful Philosopher's Stone pendant swayed gently on her bat wings, making a crisp sound.

Although she is my younger sister, she is like an experienced little devil at this moment, grinning evilly and showing her sharp fangs.

"Onee-sama, don't you want to take things a step further with big brother?"

She blinked cunningly, then suddenly leaned close to Remlia's ear and whispered in a low voice:

"Could it be... that my sister is shy?"

These words were like a fire, instantly igniting Remlia's cheeks.

The Queen of the Night turned her face away in panic, even the tips of her ears were red as if they were about to bleed.

The roses outside the window seemed to sense their owner's mood and swayed gently without wind.

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The moonlight was like a veil. Remlia stood awkwardly in front of the floor-length mirror, her slender fingertips unconsciously twisting the pleats on her black lace skirt.

The specially made dress was made of dark silk, embellished with rose patterns embroidered with silver thread. The perfect waist design perfectly outlined her youthful yet elegant figure.

A sly reflection flashed across Patchouli's glasses. She pushed them up with interest, her eyes shifting between this obviously carefully designed outfit and the head maid.

"Sakuya, this outfit..."

She dragged out the last word meaningfully.

"When was it prepared?"

The silver-haired head maid still maintained her perfect standing posture, but under the moonlight, one could clearly see a hint of red on the tips of her ears.

Sakuya adjusted her cuffs elegantly, her voice too calm.

"As the head maid, I always prepare a few pieces of clothing for my master..."

She turned her head away calmly, the chain of her silver pocket watch swaying slightly around her neck.

"Isn't that reasonable?"

"Oh~?"

Patchouli raised her lips in a playful arc, and lightly touched the gilded cover of the magic book with her fingertips.

"Is that really all? Could it be that... you've been waiting for this day?"

"cough--"

Sakuya coughed lightly as if she had choked on her tea, and her silver hair glowed softly in the moonlight.

She turned gracefully, a dangerous glint flashing in her silver-gray eyes:

"Don't worry about this matter, Lady Patchouli! Besides..."

The maid's fingers gently stroked the knife at her waist. The cold gleam of the metal was particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.

"Don't you often teach the second young lady how to draw those 'special' picture albums? Do you need me and the eldest young lady to report this in detail?"

Remlia in the mirror was completely oblivious to the verbal battle between the two people behind her. She was nervously adjusting the lace hair accessories on her head, her scarlet eyes filled with anxiety and anticipation.

The roses outside the window bloomed quietly, and the dew on the petals sparkled in the moonlight, as if witnessing this extraordinary night.

……

"But... after all, this is just an engagement ceremony, right?"

Patchouli suddenly stopped flipping through the magic book, and a hint of suspicion flashed across her purple eyes behind the lenses.

She looked thoughtfully at Remlia's overly elaborate attire, then glanced at the head maid who looked calm beside her.

"Is it necessary to dress like this?"

The witch pushed her glasses up with a hint of meaning, and the moonlight drew a sharp streak on the lenses.

"Could it be..."

She suddenly leaned close to Sakuya's ear and said in a low voice: