Once Again

"Want to chat with your teacher?"

Evelyn first gave him a puzzled look, then revealed a subtle smile.

"Little Wei..."

"Don't treat your teacher as foolish as your sister. I know what you're trying to do."

Evelyn's grip on Luo Wei's wrist tightened, as if afraid he might escape.

"Are you trying to buy time? Waiting for another stroke of luck to appear like last time?"

She chuckled, "But there's only the two of us here. You won't get another teacher falling from the sky to save you."

Luo Wei smiled faintly at her, "If that's the case, then what are you afraid of, teacher?"

"Afraid?" Evelyn sneered, "Is that word even applicable to someone like me?"

She glanced at the blood magic circle on the ground, then at Luo Wei who seemed to be taunting her.

"Fine, let's talk. I want to see what tricks you can still pull off at this point."

Luo Wei's heart leaped with joy, surprised that Evelyn was the type to fall for reverse psychology.

On one hand, it was definitely the side effect of [Pacify/Negotiate], which had lowered the target's guard.

On the other hand, she must have originally been someone with an extremely proud and arrogant personality.

Luo Wei raised an almost imperceptible smile.

Where there's a weakness, there's an opportunity...

"Don't tell me you still refuse to become one of my kind," Evelyn said softly. "If that's the case, then let's not waste time. There's nothing to discuss."

"But..." Luo Wei said quietly, "Becoming a blood clan member means not only giving up eating and drinking, but you can't even enjoy sunlight?"

He widened his eyes, looking at Evelyn with a face full of grievance, "Isn't that too miserable?"

"Miserable?"

Evelyn was stunned, "Is it really that miserable?"

She had never equated the elegant and noble blood clan with such a word before. How could she, a dignified blood clan member, be miserable?

"Yes, yes!" Luo Wei nodded vigorously, starting to pour out his complaints.

"Teacher, you've been mingling in human circles and are even a university professor. Don't you feel envious when colleagues gather for lively meals or share snacks? Don't you want to know what they taste like?"

"And also..." Luo Wei continued trying to paint a picture of how miserable her current situation was.

"As everyone knows, Saint Callen is a city of smog. It's rare to even get a month of sunny days throughout the year. Do you know what's the most popular lifestyle in the city right now?"

Luo Wei gazed into those slightly confused emerald eyes.

"It's vacationing! Going to Brugge, the coastal city at the empire's southernmost point!!"

His expression was slightly exaggerated and humorous as he gestured animatedly, trying to spark Evelyn's interest.

"It's called the Sunshine Coast, with sun all year round! Not like here with gloomy weather that puts you in a bad mood as soon as you step outside! There's no pollution there, and the seawater is crystal clear! If you've been there, you'd know what paradise feels like!"

As he spoke, Luo Wei found it somewhat amusing that he sounded like a dedicated tourism ambassador for Brugge...

First Helena, now Evelyn, he'd lost count of how many times he'd mentioned Brugge.

He hadn't even been there...

And Evelyn seemed to be lost in thought.

"Is that place... really that wonderful?"

"Of course!" Luo Wei said decisively, "It's really great, I've been there before, I'm not lying!"

Evelyn crossed her arms, her expression slightly disdainful, "Such vulgar entertainment for short-lived humans, how good could it be? I'd rather not go!"

As she said this, she didn't notice that she had released her grip on Luo Wei.

"Besides, it's not that we can't enjoy sunlight, nor are we deliberately gathering in this sunless city..."

She tried to explain, "It's just... just that sunlight isn't conducive to our recovery and cultivation..."

"So all this time, you've gotten used to living like rats in the dark?" Luo Wei continued to provoke her.

Truth be told, Evelyn was quite different from the traditional vampires in her family.

She quite enjoyed lively atmospheres and mingling with humans.

She didn't like dark, damp castles and cold coffins, but rather enjoyed shopping, following fashion trends, going to beauty salons with wealthy female colleagues from school, and participating in human high society circles.

Luo Wei had seized upon this point, making Evelyn fall into contemplation and lower her guard.

He smiled while fiddling with the arrangements on the ground, seemingly interested in the blood magic circle.

As they chatted, Luo Wei had unconsciously moved closer to the floor-to-ceiling window of the attic.

Standing at such a height and looking down would make most people nervous and anxious.

However, these emotions didn't appear in Luo Wei.

He only thought the height was just right - if he jumped down at the proper angle, he would lose consciousness instantly.

"Living like rats in holes?" Evelyn was clearly angry.

"How dare you evaluate the noble and elegant blood clan like that? Hmph! You should know that we made great contributions when the empire was first established. Without us, you short-lived commoners wouldn't have such a wonderful life! You'd probably still be living in warfare!"

These things Evelyn mentioned, Luo Wei had never heard before. So the vampires had once cooperated with the empire?

However, he had no mind to ponder these things now, as the [Pacify/Negotiate] effect was about to end.

Evelyn's mood was gradually becoming impatient, and she glanced at Luo Wei before walking straight towards him.

But by this time, Luo Wei had unconsciously moved to the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The only opportunity had suddenly appeared.

"Teacher,"

Luo Wei smiled.

"What?" Evelyn frowned slightly, "Had enough chat? If so, let's complete the ritual immediately!"

"You can keep this broken ritual for yourself, my vampire teacher."

"I told you we're not vampires! We're..." Evelyn immediately became angry.

However, what she didn't expect was—

Luo Wei said in a playful tone, "Teacher, next time remember to buy a better quality window."

His figure suddenly crashed towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

The beautifully carved window shattered instantly, and Luo Wei's figure disappeared from the attic roof in a moment.

"Little Wei!!!"

Evelyn watched this scene in disbelief.

Even with her speed, she couldn't stop Luo Wei. She watched in shock as the black shadow fell rapidly.

Even if it meant death, he still refused to become my servant?

Did Little Wei... hate me that much...

...

As Luo Wei fell rapidly, he felt the air stinging his face, his heart seemingly stopping.

But it didn't matter, it would all be over soon.

As he made contact with the ground, Luo Wei's world once again fell into darkness.

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