The vampire heiress is two-faced

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Ludwig hummed a little tune as she went into the bathroom, looking incredibly energetic.

If Coco lies motionless on the bed, seemingly lost in thought, her soul seemingly gone somewhere and not returning anytime soon.

Health tip: Vampires should not eat their own kind.

Chapter 7 Girl under the Moon

In fact, it is not surprising that there are extreme human groups like the "blood-hating ones" who band together to fight against and oppose vampires.

The shadow of the great plague five years ago still looms over the dark corners of many cities.

Although humans and vampires have long since joined forces to eliminate the vast majority of bloodthirsty monsters, these monsters, acting solely on instinct, still lurk in the shadows of the city, waiting for an opportunity to attack unarmed humans in order to increase the number of their brethren.

In the eyes of many uninformed people, bloodthirsty monsters are the same as vampires, even though the difference between the two is far greater than that between apes and humans.

Unless the bloodthirsty monsters that remain in the cities after the great plague are eventually eradicated, the vampires will face constant accusations from the entire human society.

Is this the kind of life that vampires really want?

...

“Young Miss, we’ve arrived,” Ruo Keke said.

Ludwig, holding a parasol, stopped walking slowly.

"Hmm? Is this the neighborhood the client mentioned?"

Ludwig looked around. This neighborhood was a typical street scene in Shigekawa City, with rows of new and old buildings built side by side, and bridges and stone roads connecting the various streets.

This highly postmodern style isn't even unusual in Shigekawa City, but it's unique in the world. A photo taken there could be easily modified and used as a theme scene for cyberpunk or steampunk themes.

"Let's review the client's requirements."

Ludwig folded up her parasol and handed it to Ruo Keke, who was standing next to her. She then took out a torn page from her skirt pocket.

...

hours ago.

When Ludwig and Coco knocked on their client's door without receiving a response, they pushed open the half-closed door and found their client lying in the living room, having committed suicide.

Ludwig's throat twitched.

A strong stench of blood filled the air. The client seemed determined to leave and had no intention of being saved. He had inflicted numerous fatal wounds on himself and had been dead for some time before the two arrived.

"Hiss... That's a bit out of line."

Ludwig wiped her mouth. Under the intense stench of blood, it was difficult for a vampire like her to control her reason for a moment.

She picked up the only piece of white paper on the coffee table, on which was written the client's will, the ink still wet.

"What kind of despair did this human experience to be so cruel as to end their own life?"

...

"To the Mediator"

“You are quite well-known in the new vampire circle throughout Chongchuan City. Through an introduction, I have decided to entrust this last wish of mine to you.”

“I have a son, whom I have sent to live with relatives in another city. He can grow up safely. My wife is the person you entrusted to me.”

"For years, I have been overwhelmed, struggling to keep this family together, which has long been torn apart. Several months ago, I began to think about ending it all."

“I tried to save this family, but it was too late, too late.”

“I consulted many mediators, but they all claimed they couldn’t fulfill the mandate. Because it was really too late.”

"It's a pity that I've written a bunch of meaningless words at this final moment. Let me just tell you straight."

"Five years ago, my wife was turned into a monster just like you."

"She returned from Europe, but her gentle and virtuous nature was lost forever on that plane bound for Europe."

“You always say you’re not bloodthirsty monsters; you always say you only drink human blood. But why is my wife no longer gentle and virtuous?”

“I wanted to win her back, but I couldn’t stop her from giving up on herself. I couldn’t save this broken family. I used everything I could, squandered all my wealth, but in the end, I still couldn’t stop her from having countless lives on her hands and becoming a complete monster.”

"She is beyond redemption. Because once her crimes are exposed, she will be punished by the laws of both humans and vampires."

“I don’t want her to die as a criminal, so all the crimes I’ve covered up for her, I’ve used all my power to do so, and they will go to my grave with me.”

"Perhaps this seems quite self-deceptive to you. But I will not change my mind, and I will certainly not let my son know that his good mother died five years ago."

“You cannibalistic monsters who use the word ‘vampire’ to disguise yourselves have barged into my life and changed many things forever.”

"I choose to use my death to forever cover up all the crimes she committed. Because a dead person cannot speak."

"At this point, you should be able to guess what the task I've entrusted to you is."

"That's right, the dead can't speak, and the dead can't commit crimes."

"Before my wife commits another crime that cannot be covered up, I urge you, the best mediator in Shigekawa City, to carry out a 'mediation' that can solve the problem once and for all."

"This letter is accompanied by my remaining assets, as payment for the entrustment."

"It also includes the locations I discovered she frequented during my final investigation. Of course, this house is not included. She hasn't been back for a very, very long time."

"Based on my understanding of vampires, I'll use the last of my blood as additional compensation on top of the original payment."

"Please do not let anyone see this letter, because I have left another will, and that will have nothing to do with you."

"Vampire, let me say one last thing from my heart."

"I hate vampires. But I love her."

...

Ludwig flipped the deathbed power of attorney over to the back, where a bank card with the PIN written on it was stuck. But a quick glance at the mess in the house made it clear that there wasn't much money left in it.

She then looked at the other side of the coffee table, where her desperate husband's bloodless arm lay draped over his shoulder, and a bowl of blood that had already congealed lay there.

"Miss..."

Coco whispered.

“We can report this request to the Vampire Council.”

A hint of indifference flashed across Ludwig's crimson eyes.

"Humph."

She didn't even glance at the blood left by her client before turning and leaving the stench-filled house.

"Coco, write down the important details. We're going to find this client."

"Yes, Miss."

...

Now, in the neighborhood indicated by the power of attorney, two young women walk in the twilight and under the streetlights, the high heels of the girl in the crimson dress making crisp and elegant footsteps against the pavement.

Looking at the shocking words written on the notebook page, Ludwig couldn't help but smile that enigmatic smile again.

"You've really been looked down upon. Coco, and this desperate client, no matter what."

She turned to the side, spread her five fingers and then clenched them again, and some invisible, unknown energy passed through the gaps between her fingers.

"If even a request of this magnitude requires the trouble of the Vampire Council, wouldn't that really make them, and Coco, think that I, this young lady, cannot be queen?"

Coco continued, "What you said makes sense. But I've never thought..."

Ludwig suddenly stopped in an open space ahead, where gentle, clear moonlight streamed through the gaps between the buildings.

"Coco."

Ludwig turned around and said.

"Even if I abandon this commission and let it be resolved under the pretext of 'mad vampires attacking humans'..."

If Coco continued, "That would greatly affect the reputation of the vampires, and would give those forces that oppose the coexistence of vampires and humans—such as the Bloodhide—an excuse to make trouble."

Ludwig smiled and said, "Coco is very smart."

At that moment, the clouds parted, and moonlight, which had enveloped the small clearing, poured down from behind her—

jingle...

A gentle breeze caused the metal ornaments on the girl's body to clink softly as the fabric of her dress fluttered gently.

Moonlight brushed against her smooth shoulders, cascading down her silver hair and making the many small ornaments on her crimson dress look like twinkling stars.

The girl raised her hand to gently tuck a silver strand of hair behind her ear and tilted her head slightly.

"I am an elegant vampire with both talent and beauty."

"Neither a bloodthirsty beast nor a foolish mortal, but an eternal life that transcends humanity."

"Let me, this young lady, gracefully conclude this commission."

She winked mischievously.

"Coco, don't make a move next."

...

Coco watched with a blank expression as she elegantly and confidently delivered her entire set of lines.

“I know you’ve wanted to do a complete chant for a long time, but if I may be so bold, you are really not at all like the word ‘elegant’ in your daily life.”

When Coco came to her senses from her brief daze, for a moment, she seemed to see the figure of the missing Queen.

She sighed softly.

"Sigh, the young lady could be so elegant and charming..."

Ludwig put her hands on her hips and said, "What are you talking about? I've always been elegant!"

If Coco gave her a curtsy by lifting her skirt, she would return the gesture with a smile.

"Consider this my little complaint. I wish you a successful 'mediation,' Miss."

Chapter 8 Bitterness

pat.

A dark figure arrived as expected, flipping over and leaping off the roof.

Her cloudy eyes were fixed on Ludwig with a wary and hostile gaze.

"Hehe, so obedient."

"If you hadn't come out, it would have been troublesome to find you. Now, it saves me the trouble of looking for you."

Ludwig deliberately made no attempt to conceal her vampire aura; it was like a pheromone, particularly pungent and noticeable to vampires' senses.

Vampires are still considered a "rare species" among billions of humans, so apart from vampire communities, vampires living alone rarely encounter other vampires.

Since the Great Plague, vampires have become accustomed to concealing their presence. This ability, originally used to help vampires find each other, has now become a dangerous signal that attracts bloodthirsty monsters, as these monsters have not yet been completely eradicated. The pathogens carried by these monsters can still infect vampires, turning them into crazed monsters just like them.

Coupled with the mutual suspicion and conflict among vampires, the use of vampire aura has, in just a few years, become a form of provocation.

After all, not everyone likes to expose their position to other untrusted "kindred spirits." Who can guarantee that the vampire on the other side doesn't have malicious intentions towards you?

The rapidly expanding vampire population, the vampire queen's neglect, and the vampire council's inability to exert influence—in just a few years, the once united vampire clan has become unrecognizable.

Therefore, if a vampire discovers another vampire nearby who makes no attempt to conceal their presence—unless they are a reckless fool, then they are most likely looking for trouble.

...

"Hissing..."

A disheveled woman emerged from the darkness; judging from her appearance, she had been away from the civilized world and living in this jungle of concrete and steel for a long time.

"You, are you a mediator again?" the woman asked in a hoarse voice.

Ludwig feigned surprise, half-covering her face: "Oh my, you can actually speak human language! I thought you had been infected with the virus and were just making strange, guttural noises like those monsters."

The woman ignored her sarcastic tone: "I have no interest in your mediation. Tell that man not to send any more mediators to me."

Saliva uncontrollably dripped from the corners of the woman's mouth, as Ludwig's undisguised vampire aura constantly assaulted her fragile and sensitive senses.

"Gulp... I'm starving. But eating you fellow monsters... won't alleviate my hunger. Get out of here, go back and tell him—"

Ludwig interrupted her with a cold laugh:

"You mean...your husband?"

Ludwig took out a bottle of dark red liquid that had begun to solidify and shook it in her hand.