She Returned as a Vampire

39 – I wanted a pheasant, not a chicken.

“Keep the heating a bit warmer. If you’re having a hard time, wear clothes. .

But just like the last master, women must never come near Pietro-sama.

Everyone remembers that old whipping, right?

This time it will be worse.”

The bustling mansion was filled with the energy of the undead.

Being able to receive orders is the fuel for those who make it their business to serve,

Until now, the faces of those who lived aimlessly and simply couldn’t die were filled with determined will.

Those who take pleasure in making others comfortable and having someone satisfied with their service have begun to follow new orders under their new masters.

The maids covered their faces with black cloths, and everyone wore gloves and took care not to touch them.

That’s what serving blood relatives is like,

No matter how much less picky he was than his previous master, the size of his obsession never lags behind.

“Mrs. Heartfield set the schedule. Except for eating and talking to Pietro-sama, she says that she always looks around the mansion, so one or two people should wait near the entrance so that we can always greet her.

And don’t forget to buy information from outside for the time being. In particular, regarding the subjugation of vampires, the goal is to bring it even by stealing all the paid money.”

Strictly speaking, the mansion has begun to enter a state of complete alert.

Armors were taken out of the warehouse, and armor, spears, and swords began to be placed in every hallway.

Worse things were happening, especially in the basement.

The corpses whose blood has been sucked are gathered one after another and begin to be reprocessed for a single purpose.

Of course, if she allowed it, her more powerful guardian knights would be created, but for the time being, she was the one who would try her best to convince her lover and seduce her…

There was no way she would give out even a single drop of liquid full of magical energy to subjugate her lover to herself, and when mixed together, it became a catalyst more powerful than any magic stone or medium of magical power.

Of course, it was to create puppet knights to protect him, so it was clear that if this life was stabilized to some extent, it could be completed.

Preparing all of this, Thompson carefully wiped off the sweat and placed his well-groomed helm one last time over the faceless corpse.

“That persuasion shouldn’t take long. The smell of unenchanted corpses is not very pleasant.”

“Can’t we make two or three of them with the blood prepared here? There will definitely be vampires coming for the mansion in the future.

We lost so many people who could fight that day, except for me, some of the maids, and those going to town, there are none.”

Frowning at Stone’s urging, Thompson, who knew the bloody secrets best of all living, at least half-living ones, frowned and waved his hand.

“In that case, it’s better not to make one. If you know the concept of a guardian knight in the first place, you shouldn’t do that.

The magical fluid that blood relatives inject into their lovers is a mysterious vessel that can hold their wishes indefinitely. In the body of a low-level vampire like me or you…

Without even fully understanding its effects, it spews out a weak muscle relaxant that simply incapacitates its prey.

Okay? The magical power created by the powerful force of emotion – it means that many of the things we have seen are possible.”

A guest whom his old owner met as if he was passing by.

Still remembering the many experiments his master had done, who had been fascinated by its identity, he quietly put his hand on the bottle that was placed next to him.

“No alcohol on duty.”

“Damn, you’re done. And this one isn’t that tight!”

You can fall asleep without worrying as much as when you are drunk,

And he wanted to do so because he could forget everything he had done with his hands, and he nervously removed the hand that was blocking him.

One sip, and another sip, to alleviate the bitter remorse…

Then you will feel the sweetness for a moment.

It’s like the feeling of immorality in the guilt that you get every time you remove the secrets in the human body.

“It’s nothing else, he wants to meet you.”

“Me? Why me?”

“I don’t know what the heck happened, but I feel like I went through the same ritual as the previous master did…”

In an instant, the heavy, sour scent that filled his mouth and nose ran away.

All the alcohol that made me drowsy got scared and ran away.

“It can’t be.”

“But what you said -“

“No, don’t f*ck with it. Even if you say you crawled in there, it wouldn’t make a person a blood relative without the correct ritual.”

“Then explain me now.”

The man who had listened to all this in silence upstairs finally let go of his foot.

Ttogak, Ttogak, Ttogak.

A graceful woman descends slowly into the cellar.

However, rather than femininity in it, it was full of the energy of a ruler that made those around them shrink.

“If I’m not a blood relative, what am I?”

“Huh. Are you Heartfield?”

“Did you say Thompson?”

A blood relative I haven’t seen in a long time.

And the creepy feeling you feel again.

He knew this very well.

“A cold-blooded man who won’t hesitate to kill for the one he loves.

A monster who would not blink an eye if he could win the heart of a loved one, even if he burned the whole world and countless humans screamed in pain.

Can you really say that it happened?”

“I’m still at my limit. I’m going crazy wanting to go back to his room.

If the reason I left him wasn’t something for him, he wouldn’t have come.

Wait a minute…”

The red-eyed woman, taking a cloth from her bosom, buries her nose for a moment and draws in her breath.

It was very easy to guess who the slightly ripped cloth belonged to.

Because he had a melted expression – like someone addicted to drugs who finally took a sip.

Of course, after a while, she began to focus on the situation once again with her lofty face, but it was not difficult to see how much she depended on her love.

As expected, Thompson burst out laughing at the insane appearance.

“You know, I’ve already seen how far that love goes.

I don’t know how the other blood relatives roasted and boiled lovers, but everyone was missing somewhere.

Yes, you are also blood relatives.”

Cleaning off his beard, he stepped out into the light and began to look around her body.

“You’ve already… Adapted to the changes very quickly. Even your fingernails are already different from the frailty of humans…

Why did the body become like that? The female Chico looks like a pretty strong body.”

Even if you covered your body with clothes, it was clear in front of the eyes of the person who had dismembered and dissected countless corpses.

In front of his eyes, the thickness of the muscle and the power it can produce are drawn –

The things it can do also flashed through my mind at the moment.

“I used to be an adventurer. He specialized in hand-to-hand combat.”

“That’s rough. So… So that’s it?”

He nodded with his eyes wide open, then moved to his feet, took off his gloves, and began to wash his hands slowly.

“You don’t have to look at your lover’s condition. It’s obvious. You must have disturbed your body and mind.

Perhaps you can tell just by looking at his eyes what he’s thinking roughly, and he’s even reached the stage where he can even shake his dreams as he pleases?”

He stood there silently and couldn’t help but smile bitterly at the woman staring at him in the back.

If these parts were perfectly the same, it was obvious that something big would happen sooner or later.

“…I want to change a little bit.

I want to go in the direction he wants, not be swayed by my desires.

And if possible, I want to induce him to come closer to me.”

“Put, keuhuh, hahahaha! But can’t you be honest?”

Hearing those words as if he was trying to hide himself, he lifted his head, wiping away the bloodstains one last time.

Standing shamelessly on the spot with a face free of guilt, he was asking himself for advice.

…It was ridiculous.

“Why don’t you be honest. I’d love to see him cry out for pleasure.

I want to see him get under you, put his head in your arms, go crazy, and groan and giggle with an inexplicable cry or cry.”

“I know, but it’s a little different.”

However, with that boldness that exceeded expectations, he strayed from the flow of the conversation.

“Oh?”

“The only difference is that I want him to submit to me.

It’s not because I pressured him, it’s my concern that he wants me to forget about his dignity and shame… And cling to him.

I want to see him who wants me to do it, not to let him do whatever he wants.

Of course, I can do the same for him, no, even more.

In the end, the goal is for him and me to smile and go through life without ever having to leave the room for us.”

“…Yes, so?”

“I believe that you can tell me what I can do more for love with him.

Every time I lay my hands on him, I want him to writhe in pleasure and fall into my arms.

I’m going to get his consent and go to bed with him one more time soon… I want to make sure I nail it then.

Did you say mana fluid? I’m going to ask for a technology that can change it – if it’s possible to process it.”

“I can do it. Of course, you’ll have to adjust the level yourself.”

I could make you bite your face with bubbles and roll your eyes, or you could make me cry and ask you to stop because I’ll tell you I love you.

The screams from behind the door seemed to still linger in his ears, so he had no choice but to hold his hand tightly.

…It wasn’t something I could do, but it wasn’t something I could refuse.

This was a good opportunity to test how far you could go.

It wasn’t pleasant to weigh my conscience like this every time, but it wasn’t too bad either.

Because the pleasure of walking on that tightrope was the driving force that kept him alive.

When a person lighting a fire in the hearth appeared for the first time in a while, his face became slightly lively.

Maybe it’s because of the alcohol.

“Is that all?”

“Yes. I’m going to hand it to him directly and give him a choice, so I hope he wraps it nicely.”

“This is absurd. A perverted taste that makes you swallow poison yourself.”

But it wasn’t bad.

What kind of face will you make when you hand it over, what words will you say to subdue your opponent.

And what role will the medicine he made play in it?

It was clear that all of them would be stimulating.

“I’ll prepare a container to contain the magic liquid and send it to you. If possible, fill the container to the full. If it doesn’t work out, suck a little of his blood or receive it. Is there anything against it?”

“Do whatever you want.”

“I’m glad things worked out so easily. Then go now. There’s a lot to prepare for.”

Thompson soon turned his back on him, tidied up his laboratory, and began rummaging through his books.

It was time for him to fuel his experimental spirit after a long time.

Leaving the technician behind, Stone kept her mouth shut and quietly stepped forward to guide her.

The simple conversations of these madmen seemed to have eaten away at his mind.

… He vowed that he would never stand in this position again.

But what the mad scientist and the fed butler didn’t notice was her twisted smile.

Only Elena knew how many emotions had to be accumulated to create that kind of smile.

How can she accept the twisted situation that the only person who can understand how desperate she is, who is in a position to obtain surrender instead of her love, is the man she is trying to capture.

So I had no intention of stopping.

After all, it was all for him.