The woman, exuding an air of black allure and temptation, was at this moment wrapping her arms around the female priest’s neck, her lips pressed against the priest’s pale neck as if in a kiss, holding them there for a prolonged moment!

“This woman…” Ethan Clark could now be certain that the seductive laughter he’d heard earlier was no illusion. This dilapidated house had been hiding such a woman all along, and she was very likely the same bat that had toyed with him before!

A trace of crimson blood slowly trickled from the corner of the woman’s somewhat pale lips. She was now facing Ethan Clark, her enchanting and wanton smile combined with that streak of blood sliding down, making this already alluring face appear even more terrifying and bizarre to Ethan Clark!!

“Vampire!!” If Ethan Clark really were just an ignorant young master, he would never have known that such dark creatures existed in the world.

Vampires had always been the most mysterious and terrifying of beings. If he hadn’t witnessed the entire process of this woman feeding on the female priest’s blood, Ethan Clark would never have believed that such a stunning beauty could be a vampire—one that even made clergy shudder!

“Come in, the sun outside is scorching hot…” The female vampire’s eyes narrowed into crescent moons, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly, as if provoking Ethan Clark.

Ethan Clark was still hesitating. After all, this female vampire had appeared far too suddenly! And she had killed the old priest, the female priest, and the left knight—all with effortless ease!

Killing the priests didn’t bother Ethan Clark much, but the left knight was a sky knight, someone of incredible strength, and yet he too had been slain!

After a struggle in his mind, Ethan Clark finally crawled into the house. The sunlight outside was already close to corroding him completely. Besides, he knew that if this female vampire wanted to kill him, it would be just as effortless.

The aura of death inside the house made Ethan Clark feel comfortable all over, but the female vampire beside him—outwardly wanton and seductive, inwardly cold as ice—made him uneasy again.

“Originally, I was hiding here quite nicely, but you brought these priests here. Still, since you provided me with such a delicious meal, I’ll let this matter go.” The female vampire spoke in the tone of a superior, but her voice still couldn’t hide that innate seductive charm.

Ethan Clark knew that vampires were high-ranking beings among the dark races. To kill a magically resurrected being like him would take nothing more than a flick of her finger, so Ethan Clark had no intention of resisting…

Although he didn’t know if the blood clan could understand the language of the undead, Ethan Clark still spoke up:

“If you wanted to kill me, you could have done it before I hid in here.”

“Hehe, what a clever zombie.” The female vampire laughed wantonly, then deliberately walked to within half a step of Ethan Clark, staring him in the face as she said, “Kid, I know your background, you know. The blood in your veins excites me in a way I can’t explain.”

Ethan Clark had no objection to being called “kid.” Vampires’ lifespans were nearly endless. Though this female vampire looked like an eighteen-year-old girl, she was probably already a hundred and eighty years old.

“If the Kingdom of Zhan hadn’t fallen, you would have been the crown prince of a prosperous kingdom with a million people… What a pity, your country destroyed, your family lost, and the once future king reduced to this state. Truly tragic.” Even as she spoke of such a sorrowful history, the female vampire’s tone remained seductive, as if she were deliberately trying to stir up Ethan Clark’s grief and anger.

Ethan Clark was not moved. The Kingdom of Zhan had been destroyed when he was six. At most, he’d received a prince’s education in his early childhood, then became the lowest of slaves, and later lived as a half-young master under someone else’s roof. Any arrogance he once had was long suppressed during those four years as a slave.

“Heh, don’t be surprised. Every vampire is well-traveled and knowledgeable… Oh, by the way, I also know Diana Bennett, such a gentle, elegant woman—so admired and envied by all…” The female vampire was still smiling, her wanton grin enough to stir Ethan Clark’s most primal desires.

“I don’t remember.” Ethan Clark replied. He was actually lying; most of his memories before age six were about this woman, because Diana Bennett was Ethan Clark’s mother.

Although that peerless face was gradually fading from Ethan Clark’s mind, the warmth brought by this woman, who always wore a doting smile, was something Ethan Clark could never forget.

This time, Ethan Clark left his family not only to travel through various countries, but also for another purpose: to retrieve the relics left by Diana Bennett in the Fenluo Tomb.

These relics were things Diana Bennett had specifically instructed Ethan Clark to recover when the kingdom fell. Fourteen years had passed, but Ethan Clark would never forget his mother’s dying wish.