Guren followed Ferid to the Mansion. Seeing the doorless entrance, Guren didn't pry or ask questions; she knew Luke had also visited Ferid yesterday.
Upon entering the Inner Chamber, Guren immediately wanted to explain herself.
"Lord Ferid, I... Ah!"
Clutching her stomach in pain, Guren curled up on the floor but quickly pushed herself up, kneeling with her head bowed, not daring to look up.
Ferid retracted his fist, crouched down, and stared at the slightly trembling Guren with a smile in his eyes.
"Don't be scared, Guren. I'm not going to eat you."
Guren buried her head even lower, not daring to speak.
"Quite a few Upper-ranking Vampires support me, but you're the only one everyone in all of Sanguinem knows is on my side. It seems you really like me~"
Guren began speaking, her voice trembling at first.
"I... I truly admire you, my lord. That Krul is utterly unqualified to be the master of Sanguinem."
Guren grew more excited as she spoke, looking up at Ferid with fervent eyes.
"Only you are the most suitable..."
"Did I permit you to look up?"
Guren was startled and hurriedly lowered her head again, pleading for mercy repeatedly.
Ferid grabbed Guren's hair, yanked her up, and used his other hand to hook her chin.
"Your loyalty pleases me, but when you act under my banner, you must use your brain!"
Guren nodded frantically.
"Yes! Yes!"
Ferid released Guren's hair, noticed his glove was stained with the blood she had shed earlier, and with a look of disgust, took it off and tossed it to Guren.
"Dispose of this for me. Now get lost."
Guren took the glove, bowed, and then left.
Watching Guren depart, Ferid felt his anger subside considerably. Having a subordinate beaten half to death and dragged into the Theater, noticed by all the Upper-ranking Vampires—anyone would be upset.
Guren left Ferid's Mansion and hurried back to her Post-apocalyptic-style home without stopping.
Entering the living room, Guren lay on the sofa. First, she brought the glove to her nose and sniffed it, then put it on her hand. Her hand grasped the spot where Ferid had just grabbed her hair, her gaze gradually growing distant and hazy.
"Lord Ferid~"
After a while, she pried open a floor tile in the living room, revealing a small Hidden Compartment.
Guren opened the compartment. Inside was a Red Ribbon—the one Ferid had casually discarded eight years ago during the battle in Shibuya, also because it got stained with blood.
Ferid himself had a cleanliness obsession, which worked to Guren's advantage.
Guren carefully placed the glove inside, closed the Hidden Compartment with satisfaction, and replaced the floor tile.
Guren looked around again; it was still a post-apocalyptic wasteland. Her expression darkened, and she gritted her teeth.
"Luke!"
...Luke walked back to the palace, carrying Krul in his arms.
Strangely enough, on the way to the Theater earlier, he hadn't encountered a single Lower-ranking Vampire, but now, after only a few steps, he ran into a Patrol Squad.
The Patrol Squad of Lower-ranking Vampires had increased their patrol intensity in the area because they had discovered two damaged walls.
But they hadn't expected to see Lord Luke walking towards them from a distance, carrying Queen Krul in his arms like a princess.
The Patrol Squad Leader, at the front of the team, saw this scene and swerved left, then right.
Damn! This path had no side roads!
Either face them head-on or turn back!
The leader calmed the storm of emotions in his heart and led his squad forward nonchalantly, passing by Luke.
The leader took a deep breath and sighed in relief.
Luke observed the leader's entire series of comical reactions.
Luke gently spoke to Krul, who was 'peacefully sleeping' in his arms.
"It seems the two of us will be the talk of the town lately. Will that bother you?"
After walking a bit further, Luke saw Mika approaching from the direction of Krul's palace, probably looking for him.
"Yo, hello, Mika."
"So you're here... Lord Krul?!"
Luke raised an eyebrow.
"Are you looking for Krul?"
Mika shook his head, glanced at Krul in Luke's arms, and asked curiously.
"No, I was looking for you. By the way, what happened to Lord Krul?"
Luke said nonchalantly.
"She lost all her strength after I forcibly kissed her and drank her blood. She was being stubborn and didn't want me to carry her, so I knocked her out."
As if it were no big deal.
Mika stood frozen in place, looking from Luke to Krul, finding it hard to believe.
Luke laughed.
"Alright, the truth is she was tired, so I'm carrying her back to rest."
Mika's expression relaxed considerably. Though still somewhat skeptical, he clearly found the latter explanation more plausible. Luke forcibly kissing Krul? Surely no one would actually believe that, right?
Luke asked again.
"What did you need me for?"
Mika scratched his head and smiled at Luke.
"Well, I have new tenants in my house now. Those kids are pretty scared of me, so I need to move out, but I don't know where I should live yet."
Luke nodded, indicating he understood.
"Oh, I'll take you there in a bit."
"Ah, don't you need to inform Lord Krul?"
"No need. My word carries weight too. It's not a big deal. You can ask Lacus or the other one."
Mika looked at Krul and said to Luke.
"Oh, then I'll go find Lacus and them. You go ahead with what you're doing."
Luke didn't say anything more. Carrying Krul, he walked to the palace gates, entered, and closed the door behind him.
Luke carried Krul to her room, opened the door. The interior was very sparse, containing only an exceptionally large bed.
Luke placed Krul on the bed. Looking at Krul's beautiful face, a wicked thought arose in his mind.
He acted on whatever came to mind!
A few minutes later.
"Miku, take a picture!"
Luke pressed his face next to Krul's, positioning her face towards the virtual camera lens.
The photo was taken. Luke looked at it and was very satisfied.
In the photo, the words "I'm super fierce!" were written on Krul's face, while on Luke's face were the words "I'm super cute!".
At that moment, Krul slowly woke up.
"This ceiling looks so familiar."
"Yo, you're awake?"
Hearing Luke's voice, Krul immediately sat up.
"You bastard!"
Krul prepared to get up and teach this guy who had ambushed and bullied her a lesson.
Then she noticed the familiar writing on Luke's face.
"Pfft!"
Krul couldn't help but laugh.
Luke leaned over the bedside, propping his chin on his hand, watching Krul laugh.
She's so beautiful!
"Not angry anymore?"
Krul stopped laughing. She was still a bit angry, after all, her subordinate Luke had overstepped his bounds by forcibly kissing her and drinking her blood mouth-to-mouth!
But looking at the words on Luke's face, she remembered when he first arrived, and most of her anger dissipated.
Krul's anger subsiding was originally a good thing, but Luke in his evil cycle didn't seem to think so.
Luke smiled, took out a mirror, and handed it to Krul.
Krul took the mirror, puzzled.
"Qiu! Yun! Yu! He! I'll kill you!"
Outside the palace, two Upper-ranking Vampires passing by heard the commotion inside and couldn't help but exchange a glance.
"The relationship between those two is really good!"
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