“Name?”
“Blackie.”
“I’m asking for your real name!”
“...Vivica.”
“Age.”
“...Twenty-one, female.”
“Just answer what I ask you!”
Elizabeth slammed the table. Having just emptied her secret savings of many years, she was furious — for the next half month she would not even be able to afford near-expired blood packs!
But since her master was sitting nearby drinking milk, she dared not cause trouble. All she could do was vent her anger by giving the other party a hard time.
“If I don’t ask, don’t add extra words. Hmph! What do you do? And what’s your relationship with that so-called wise Saint whose head is full of holy light?”
Blackie scratched her cheek calmly. “We’re knights of Her Holiness the Saint’s personal guard. Erhua and I are responsible for delivering messages and classified documents. You could say we’re a special unit.”
For the sake of the gold coins, she thought for a moment and added, “But when major incidents happen — like monster raids when manpower isn’t enough — we still participate in combat. Erhua’s injury was from one of those battles, and my knee also took a sword strike.”
Her tone sank as she spoke.
“So, during this period of truce and reorganization, Her Holiness the Saint let us retire early... Our last mission was to deliver a letter to your master.”
“Is that so?”
Vieya’s beautiful eyes looked calmly at Blackie, her voice soft. “Little knight, how’s the situation at the Northern Front? How is Lilian doing? ...The Northern Front — how is the war going?”
“Not too well...” Blackie’s voice remained low. She rested her hands on her knees, fingers interlaced. “The Demon King there is extremely strong both in combat and command. Only through Her Holiness the Saint and the Grand Marshal working together was the situation stabilized. Fortunately, with the Heroes’ full support, we’re not weaker than the demon side.”
Just... the casualties are severe.
Blackie glanced toward Erhua, then looked back at the white-haired girl seated between the two maids.
Along the way, she had also heard stories about this white-haired girl — the new wielder of the Holy Sword, who with her own power protected the peace of the entire southern realm, said to be the one most likely to match the brilliance of the First Hero.
“......”
“......”
The air stayed silent for a long while before Blackie scratched her head and asked, “Any more questions? If not... I’ll head back to the Church to submit my final resignation report.”
Vieya shook her head lightly.
“Then... may we take our leave?” Blackie asked.
Meow~
A black cat suddenly darted across the floor, only to be caught mid-jump by Vieya, who lifted it into her arms. She stroked the cat’s [N O V E L I G H T] head and nodded at Blackie. “You may go. Be careful on the road.”
“Thank you. You truly are a kind person.”
Blackie gave a formal knight’s salute, then lifted her gaze and remarked, “So you keep a cat at home... But, about the rats in the courtyard—”
You little black thing, who are you calling a rat?
Elizabeth was grinding her teeth!
Crunch, crunch!
Blackie jumped in fright and looked around in panic. “Are there rats in the house too...? Then I’ll be taking my leave!”
With that!
Blackie gave another perfect knight’s salute to Vieya, turned, and said, “Erhua, we’re leaving.”
Erhua: “Where are we going?”
“Don’t ask, just follow me.”
Erhua: “Follow on the left or right?”
“Behind me. Two meters back!”
When the two knights’ figures disappeared, Vieya looked lazily toward Elizabeth and asked curiously,
“Doesn’t your jaw hurt from all that grinding?”
“It doesn’t...” Elizabeth bared her pristine sharp fangs and grinned. “I’m great at biting people and sucking blood. Want to try, white fluff? I’ll be gentle, it won’t hurt at all — once you get used to it, it’ll feel as good as an orgasm!”
The air froze instantly.
Jiele Xiyin shot her a look: You dare say that out loud?! You’re doomed! ƒгeewёbnovel.com
Sure enough, while scratching the black cat’s chin, Vieya said indifferently,
“Next month, your allowance is gone, meow.”
Elizabeth: “......”
......
The morning passed in the blink of an eye.
In the study, Vieya began pondering how to reply to Lilian’s letter — perhaps by writing about the weaknesses of rare monsters, the tactics she had used when facing the Demon King in the Northern Front, and how to hunt edible monsters in blizzards when the mountains are frozen shut...
And at the end, she would subtly test how Lilian had discovered her true identity.
After all, Lilian’s letter hadn’t directly mentioned it — only hinted through vague references to things they had once done together.
As if it were idle reminiscence... yet also a probe.
Moreover, the letter didn’t look as if it had been written all at once; each section of handwriting seemed done at different times.
The first four characters looked as though they were penned immediately after receiving Vieya’s last reply, but the signature at the end was much newer — written only recently.
Midsummer...
After careful thought, Vieya decided to answer in the same format and end by asking whether Lilian needed any help.
“OK!”
Vieya lifted the completed letter, checked it repeatedly under the sunlight, and, confirming there were no issues, hurried out of the study. Standing on the second floor, she called down,
“Idiot bat! Come here and deliver this letter to the Church post station for me!”
“Coming, coming...”
Elizabeth, who was playing cards, scrambled in panic. Throwing down her hand, she hopped toward the stairs, wobbling as she went under the watchful eyes of Jiele Xiyin and Helcat.
“She’s just ditching her bad hand,” Jiele Xiyin said calmly. “Still, she owes me ten silver coins.”
“Meow, will she really pay you back...?” Helcat asked timidly. Between these two Demon Kings, she was treading on eggshells, meow.
“If she doesn’t, go complain to our master. The master favors you most out of the three of us,” Jiele Xiyin urged. “Tell her that bat bullied you and refused to repay what she owed. The master will definitely punish her — heheheheh...”
Jiele Xiyin let out a sinister laugh.
Meanwhile, Vieya handed the letter to the eager Elizabeth and warned her carefully, “When you finish the task and return, I’ll buy you two bags of fresh blood. The same rules as before — no attacking passersby, no pretending to be some oracle tricking people into donating blood, and no conflicts with humans. Got it?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Elizabeth snatched the envelope with a slap, fanned it like a paper fan, and smiled broadly. “I’ll get it done for sure. But... when will you finally let me taste your blood?”
“I have no blood in my body. Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t drink it.” Vieya replied, then added as if remembering something, “Oh, and bring back two bottles of wine for me. Secretly... Don’t let Jasmine see them.”
“Ohhh, I get it~” Elizabeth grinned slyly, ready to dash off.
“Wait, not so fast.”
Vieya frowned slightly. “For the wine, go to the south-city Xunfeng Pavilion. It must be from Yula Valley within the past five years. The lees fermentation must have aged for thirty-six months and seven days at least... Anyway, tell the owner it’s for me — she’ll know what to give you.”
“That’s... refined taste.” Elizabeth gave a thumbs-up, impressed. “Just like my taste for blood. If we weren’t enemies— cough, I mean master and servant — you’d definitely be my best friend!”
“Stop talking nonsense. And keep quiet when you return. If my daughter finds out, I’ll cut off your blood supply for half a month!”
“Tch, all you do is boss me around.” Elizabeth waved her hand dismissively and turned to leave. “I’m off, then.”
“......”
Watching her go, Vieya licked her soft red lips and turned toward the third floor.
On the spacious terrace, the sunlight was perfect and the view wide — a rare spot for an afternoon nap.
“Hm-hm~ hm~?”
The white-haired, voluptuous slime girl stretched lazily, dressed in a loose white robe as she bent down and lay on the reclining bamboo chair, half-closing her eyes in languid comfort.
Letting out a pleased sigh, she murmured blissfully,
“Jasmine’s at the academy for classes today — not home. Wonderful...”
Suddenly—
The door between the terrace and the corridor was knocked.
Knock, knock, knock!
“Boss, I heard you’re sunbathing again. I’ve got something to discuss!” called Anna from outside, pounding on the door.
“......”
On the bamboo chair, Vieya quietly closed her eyes, covering her face with her wide hat, her heart filled with silent despair.
Can I not even nap in peace anymore?!