The evening market is crowded and lively.

Isabella snatched a small bag of apples from Loria's hand, and when she was outside, she was very conscious of being a maid.

Loria didn't say much, anyway, their relationship was not good enough or estranged enough to rush to pay each other and carry things, and she was quickly attracted by a vendor selling clay dolls, and squeezed through the crowd and slipped through

In Isabella's eyes, apart from the contours of her eyes, pink hair, and equally petite size, Loria resembles her ancestors in almost nothing, and although she is fair to say that she is also a lovely girl, she does not look like Doracilia...... Many generations of heredity have worn away the gifts from her ancestors, and Loria, who has a Lordaeron grandmother and a Lordaeron father, is already a Lordaeron in the three-quarters sense.

Even the most similar eyes of this family seem to convey a completely different temperament...... From the indifferent silver-gray to the clear blue, to the red pupils that exude a demonic aura.

They also look at people differently...... Isabella reminisced back to the past, she had always seen herself in Doracilea's eyes, but she had never been sure if the previous queen was looking at her, and sometimes she had the illusion that Doracilia might never see anyone in her eyes...... Rocka is still very young, and everything she looks at is mixed with curiosity, who knows what she will look like in the future?

As for Loria, her current master, she always looked at her curiously with those beautiful but not human-like eyes.

Isabella was a little disappointed to discover that even the best bully Loria had a lot of things she couldn't control, and although she could know the secrets behind this time-traveling girl thanks to her abilities, she could also sense that there were more secrets in Loria.

"Don't you even have to eat?"

Loria, who had been fiddling with the clay dolls just a moment ago, had already run back with a hanging of dark purple grapes, and her question interrupted Isabella's thoughts about genetics.

…… Loria had never seen Isabella eat or drink. I also wonder if she is always quietly eating fossil fuels behind her back, and according to the law of conservation of energy, she always has to use some way to provide energy to her body...... Perpetual motion machines are nothing more than beautiful and unrealistic fantasies.

Isabella didn't take the grapes that Loria handed over. "Just bask in the sun. ”

"Solar energy is so convenient. Loria spoke in a tone that sounded a little envious, but there was a slight trade-off between food and convenient energy. She soon stopped envious of Isabella, and then asked, "Do you hate humans because of your differences?"

Isabella frowned tightly, she felt offended by Yan Zhanng, even after decades, the fact that she was transformed into a monster was still the pain in her heart.

Sure enough, the only person who can treat her as an equal is the dead Doracecelia?

"You come with me. ”

Loria, who realized that she had said the wrong thing, did not apologize. Instead, she dragged Isabella into the darkening alley, and she seemed to drag Isabella around the middle of nowhere, seemingly aimlessly, not noticing that Isabella behind her looked at her indifferently.

When a young woman who had returned late came into sight, Loria let go of Isabella's hand and ran up to her, stopping in front of her and talking to her.

Isabella didn't know what Loria wanted to do, but it wasn't long before she saw the young woman become strange—much like someone she had accused of her senses.

The scene he saw after that surprised even the alchemy mechanical reformers who had lived for more than seventy years...... She saw Loria gently pull down the woman's placket and bite the woman's chest fiercely, judging from the subtle movements of Loria's face. She's sucking something.

Vampire?

The shocking scene lasted less than ten seconds, and Loria's arms were released from the neck of the woman who had bent over for her to suck, and the tiny wound was still beading blood. Loria licked it clean, and the bleeding stopped instantly.

She left the woman and walked towards Isabella, licking the corners of her mouth without the blood stains on it, and the woman was dazed for a moment, then pulled up her clothes and left with a sluggish step.

"You see, you're not the only one who is special. Loria said to the shocked Isabella, "My question was just out of curiosity, not malicious. ”

"This ...... What's going on?"

Isabella's hunch came true, and Loria did have a lot of secrets...... The visions of the past that she could see in people were not all about the past.

"Eat. Loria seemed a little unhappy with Isabella's fuss. Then he added, "Have you ever heard of the legend of vampires?"

Isabella nodded. While vampires have never been found in the race of Azeroth, similar stories are rife with the lore of various intelligent races.

"That's it. Loria nodded. There was no hint of discomfort in her expression, she had never had a self-identity disorder like Isabella, and she still felt that she was a member of the human race...... It's just a little special, "Of course, I won't eat people and I won't suck them dry, just a little blood to suppress the bloodthirsty impulse." ”

"How...... How could it be ......"

"You're the least likely thing in my opinion. Loria muttered, "Those madmen who transform you can't even think of it, who have exhausted their whole lives without getting anything to be proud of, but accidentally created an irreproducible miracle on what they thought was a failure." ”

After a long enough silence, Isabella finally recovered, and she became curious about Loria, "Are you afraid of water, are you afraid of garlic, what about the sun?"

"Water is not afraid at all, don't you see that I bathe every day? As for garlic, it is nothing but a bad smell. Loria replied one by one to the fallacies of vampire lore, "As for the sunshine...... Didn't I tell you a long time ago, I'm the darling of the night? ”

"What does blood smell like?"

"Sweet taste...... Well, excluding some exceptions, young women's blood and sweets are tied for the third best taste. ”

Isabella couldn't imagine that blood would be sweet, and she nodded, motioning for Loria to continue.

"Second place is the taste of plague mushrooms...... It's just a mushroom...... As for the best taste. Loria laughed, her pupils seemed to turn redder, "The blood of the wicked." ”

……

"Why are you confessing these things to me?"

"Your face is so ugly, let's take this as the master's pity for you. ”

Isabella lowered her head and stopped talking, and for the first time, Loria was victorious in a verbal fight with her. (To be continued)

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