Probably because vampires have no body temperature, they are not so sensitive to changes in the surrounding temperature, and air conditioning and the like for keeping warm are out of the question. Even in the middle of the night in the depths of winter, the windows of this palace are wide open! Lying in the cold, transparent coffin, cold and hungry, Safiya is shivering all over, disoriented, already in a semi-comatose daze during the Lord's long-winded scientific report.
From a scientific perspective, this state is similar to the fleeting moment before death, or the sweetest dream during deep sleep.
In this beautiful dream, Safiya's mother fried her a sunny-side up egg.
Moreover, she passed the math proficiency exam that day.
The class monitor assigned surprisingly few homework assignments over the weekend, so she finally had time to go to the cinema with her troublemaker friends to watch the latest blockbuster movie.
She forgot the name of the movie, but the story was about the destruction of the Earth.
Ah, yes.
The Earth has already been destroyed.
Without mom, no fried eggs, no teachers, no bad friends, and no math exams.
Only she is alive.
They were pinned in display cabinets like specimens, available for casual observation by people on the other side of the glass.
Dad, mom, I'm so cold, I'm so hungry, I'm so uncomfortable, I don't want this.
Originally, compared to other beings in the universe, humans are so fragile.
Please help me get out of here, hurry and take me away from this place.
The concentration of phenethylamine on the laser screen rapidly decreased, and significant changes in endorphins and norepinephrine were also observed. Lord Simore was surprised.
Turning back, before he could judge what was wrong with this creature, he was blocked by a black figure flying quickly! The blood-red cloak had not yet fallen, and the crystal-clear coffin had already been shattered by a punch! As if easily tearing apart the binding electric wire like a spider web, the newcomer picked up the ice-cold, pale-faced Safiya in the coffin with one hand, and his sharp nails snapped the collar around her neck, slightly lowering his head, his bloody fangs extending, and the pulsing neck vein instantly disappeared into his mouth. All the vampires sitting in the hall were shocked by this sudden turn of events!
And at the moment the veins were bitten open, the unique and wonderful fragrance of human blood wafted throughout the entire hall! Mingling with the pheromone scent unique to the moment of the Holy Blood Clan's first embrace, it transformed into a twisted but extremely alluring aroma. It caused all the vampires to seem to fall into a sweet, intoxicating space of enjoyment, unconsciously and silently watching the entire initiation ritual until the end.
The silver strands of hair flowed down the robe as black as the night, red lips, white teeth, crimson blood, like a suddenly blooming alluring flower! Winding down with the breath of life, crawling over the pale fingers, flowing into the parched throat. The lingering teeth marks left after the lips withdrew were the marks of the bloodthirsty, the symbol of the Holy Blood Clan, proclaiming absolute ownership!
"Well," the thin-lipped man said with a triumphant smile, as he lifted the unconscious Safiya in his arms, rising with a haughty demeanor, "According to the rules of the vampire clan, this child is now mine."
Lord Simore, finally coming to his senses, watched the departing figure of the visitor swirling his robe, and rubbed his forehead in pain: "Prince Vanjo, you have really gone too far." Bruch, who had already stood up, paused for a long time and then slowly sat back down.
