Brenda

"That's all we currently know about the mysteries of your eyes and the strangeness of your current powers.

-Normally, transformed vampires will not have powers like noble vampires. And even if they are more powerful and faster than humans, they will never be able to kill noble vampires, regardless of their seniority or brute powers.

-Of course, there are exceptions, such as when a noble vampire is taken by surprise by a newborn in his sleep or if he lowers his guard. But even in these kinds of situations, there will be a curse that will rodent the transformed until his death. That's one of the measures to protect noble vampires from their inferior fellows."

After explaining everything she knew about Kasel without the slightest hesitation, she finally let Kasel take his time to digest the information he had just received.

But contrary to what she and the others expected, Kasel was always calm as usual. "Oh, is that the blatant explanation for me? Sigh, and I was waiting for the worst." He calmly replied while trying to take a sip of Lucie's juice.

But just remembering his horrible experience with a particular fruit juice, he slowed down his desire to taste it.

"Huh? Worse than that? But what exactly did you expect, Lord Kasel?" Sofia asked with incredulous eyes.

'If being a hybrid that will not be welcome on either (vampires or witches)' side, having a different father than he believed since birth, isn't the worst, so what exactly did he expect, as worse information?!' She continued to stammer in Kasel's place, of course, in her thoughts.

"Hehe, the worst? It's to learn, for example, that I could go crazy or become a strange beast like the newborn I met in my bedroom. Sigh, this guy was sad to see. And the most fun in this story, which was also the saddest, was that he was guided only by his primitive instinct. Sigh, if I'm not lucky, then what is it?" He continued heading towards the minibar at the corners of the living room.

"... Don't you mind learning that your father is a vampire?" Lucie asked with contracted eyebrows.

"No, not really. Contrary to what you think, my father, even if he has always been cold with my twin sister and me, he's still our father, not with a paternal title but also with the biological father. Ah, it's crazy how ignorant I was about my entourage. First, my mum, and now, you say this cold dad is a vampire? Haha, if you're right, is there more abnormal than me in this universe?"

"..."

"...Your carelessness is at an unimaginable level, Lord Kasel." Unlike the others who preferred to keep their thoughts to themselves, Sofia was always as direct with him.

"Hm? Carefree? No, it's just that they're information that I can't do anything to influence them, whether they're true or false. So why should I worry about things I can't influence or change?"

"..."

Seeing them silently, without considering their dazzling, he continued while grabbing a bottle of wine and sitting on one of the stools of the minibar.

"And then, I'm not the only one in this shit; There's probably my sister too. I always found her strangely aggressive, and she did the strange tricks she called her magic. At that time, I thought she was simply good at the circus profession, but I now realize it might not have been the case."

"Your twin sister?" Lucie asked while looking at the others.

"Huhm, a real fury, I'd say. I'm surprised to be still alive despite her countless bad crazy tricks! Finally, the more I discover this exciting story that's my life, the more convinced I become that my sister and father are still alive. I just have to look in the right place and time." He explained while smelling the wine as if he were a pro in the estate.

But on the other hand, even if it's not, he's not far behind the pros of wine tasting—all these thanks to Mike, who had forced him to taste his family's new inventions constantly.

"Ex-exciting, huh?" Lucie asked, not believing what she had heard.

'Indeed, given the strange personality of milady Evelyne, it's not surprising to see her fall in love with a crazy man like this.' She continued in her thoughts.

"Now that I think about it, why can I only drink the blood of noble vampires?" He asked suddenly, looking at the others.

"What do you mean by that?" Evelyne ask.

"Hmm, I don't really know. At first, I thought that the taste of blood changed in proportion to my emotions and made its scent unbearable for my sense of smell. But I was wrong; I had no problem consuming a small amount of the blood drop of this bastard's watchdogs. But strangely, the smell of Mike's blood and this John bastard had the same smell as milk kept under the sun for a millennium."

"And...What about the witches?" Eve asked, looking at Lucie with a sarcastic smile.

Hearing Eve's question, Kasel and Sofia instinctively looked at Lucie with curious eyes.

"Urg, w-why do you look at me like that? I'd never--

"It's just for the experience. After all, the more we know about my darling, the better it'll be for his good and ours." Evelyne stopped her before she finished her sentence with bold eyes.

"...Sigh, I rather feel like you want to take some kind of revenge on me." She uttered these words between her clenched teeth remembering the crazy acts she wanted to force her to do.

But just when she remembered this event, she realized that it was not really expensive to pay to test this experience. In addition to everything, she was the most curious about the creature called Kasel Blade.

After weighing the pros and cons, she finally sighed, extending her fist towards Kasel with her eyes closed.

"Hm? I never said that I'd need to taste your blood to know if I could consume it or not. All you have to do is to sting your finger and let a drop of your blood in the open air." He replied while serving himself a glass of the whisky that he had finally chosen at the end and that he knew well; since it was one of the famous wines made by Mike's family.

It only was when she heard his explanations that Lucie noticed the confused looks of the other two women on her, more precisely that of Eve, who looked at her with dissatisfied eyes.

"Don't look at me like an idiot; I'm not a vampire to know these details." She murmured in an embarrassed tone while looking for something sharp.

But at that moment, Sofia approached her and pricked her index finger with one of her claws without warning.

Simultaneously, Kasel nods with a devilish smile and slightly yellowish eyes.

"I suppose this confirms my suspicions. For any reason, I can also appreciate the smell of witches' blood." He replied by continuing to drink his whisky as if nothing had happened.

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Meanwhile,

"Sir Floder, I've been tired of doing the same thing again and again for more than half an hour. These ash are indeed those of the four noble vampires and a newborn who is not old. And one belongs to your nephew; there's nothing more to check again!" A woman with a voluptuous chest of I cup, long blonde hair in a braided ponytail, and hazelnut brown eyes were with Floder to identify the ashes in the secret room of the Holy Club.

Brenda was one of the witches who cared for the Vermillion family's affairs in the event of an emergency or secondary needs.

Unlike Lucie, who dresses ordinarily, this was not the case with Brenda. She had a long black fantasy Batman cape and long heels despite being more than 180 cm tall!

But strangely, she also had a rod in her left hand as if she were a cosplayer who disguised herself as one of the witches in Harry Potter!

"Brenda, are you really sure that the young master is dead?!" Floder asked her for the umpteenth time with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Yes! That's what I haven't stopped telling you for more than half an hour! As one of the exclusive witches of the family, I'm spiritually connected to your family descendants. And when Milord Alfred's pearl was broken, I directly felt that something had happened to I was about to inform his father or grandfather so that they would try to find out more. But I didn't expect you to be the first to call me." She said as she sat on the sofa.

Hearing her explanations, Floder collapsed on the other sofa with empty eyes.

He looked at Brenda once again. "You are really, really, really sure that the young master is--

"Sir Floder, with all due respect to you, no matter how many times you ask me this question, the result will always be the same! The dead never come back to life!" She retorted in a slightly annoyed tone.

"... Yes, I know you're right, but, but yet... who is the bastard who dares to do such things?!"

"Sigh, I don't know; I'm not the witch who influences time. And apart from our queen, I believe that only one woman can help you in this matter. At least she can try to find out if a vampire or a hunter killed your nephew. But honestly, I don't know if the hunters of this city have enough guts to attack a direct descendant of a noble family." Brenda responds in a murmuring voice that Floder could well hear.

"... You are not wrong. But even if this little one is a troublemaker, he's not stupid enough to disturb the great families to the point of pushing them to take his life. He knows what is good or not for him and is the type to put his family's interest first." Floder also nodded while bitterly placing his chin on his crossed fingers with thoughtful eyes.

"I will inform his grand--

"Especially not!" He instantly interrupted Brenda's words before she finished them.

-Frown.

"... Don't look at me with this suspicion. I don't intend to hide anything from the head of our family. But this older man is obsessed with his grandson. What'd happen if he learned of the death of his grandson without knowing the culprit? I'd not be surprised if he sent our family's army to bleed this city before finally being arrested by the royal order and being tried for his infamous acts. If this happens, it's not only our rank that will regress in Baron, but we will suffer other more destructive consequences." He justified himself by seeing Brenda's suspicious eyes.

"Sigh, you're right, I guess. But in this case, what do you plan to do to settle this mess and find the culprit? Do you have a track?" She asked, placing one leg on the other with arms crossed.

"A track? Yes, I have one, but I really hesitate to go check this track." He murmured with undecided eyes.

Seeing his expression, Brenda also frowns.

"Seeing you hesitate in this way, despite the urgency, it'd mean the suspect you think must be a powerful person in the world and the hierarchy of vampires; I'm wrong?"

"Yes, you're right, she is! According to information from one of my guards, the young master had invited a man with curly black hair to this place. But except that this man was just a newborn." He unconsciously whispered these words, looking straight ahead with empty eyes.

"And... what's the problem?"

"Sigh, not only is it impossible for a newborn to kill a noble vampire, but the problem is that this newborn was with Miss Sofia!"

"Huh?! Do you want to talk about the daughter of the Walker family's patriarch? Hah! Definitely, you're in shit to your neck. I thought it was just rumored when I heard that your nephew wanted to eat something he couldn't chew, but it seems it was really the truth." Brenda suddenly flinches on the sofa when she hears Floder pronounce Sofia's name.

"Not only is this girl awfully dangerous, but her master is more dangerous than she is! How could you let your nephew disturb these monsters? Have you forgotten how much your king and her wife care about her master?!" Like the other witches, Brenda was super informed about the two worlds.

As a result, she was able to link just by hearing Floder pronounce Sofia's simple name.

"Nothing is certain yet! I'm sure she's not cruel enough to kill one of her suitors. If she were really that kind of woman, she'd have killed all the descendants of the noble families and even some suitors of the royal family!" Floder retorted between his clenched teeth.

"As I said earlier, the young master is a dreamer who does not aim for small things. His goal was to marry this girl who has both the status of Duke, but also the status of Royal Princess. If he had succeeded, our family could have instantly become one of the great families with at least a Marquis status!" He continued.