To celebrate the successful completion of the Red Devil Pavilion's rocket, and to Pache asserting that the project, called Project Sumiyoshi, had a 100% success rate in theory, the Red Devil Pavilion feasted today, on a day when snow began to fall in the sky in late autumn and winter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The time was after sunset, and the eldest lady of the Red Devil Pavilion got up early. She stood by the window with a beautifully patterned guardrail, silently watching the sunset that had been submerged on the distant horizon and the afterglow that still reflected half the sky. Now alone, she has a white nightdress that has not been changed, standing on the ground barefoot, her cold and hard bloody eyes are silent under her blue hair, and no emotion has been leaked.

She just lightly rested the five fingers of her right hand on the glass window, exhaling the air and coating it with a layer of mist.

"Remilia Scarlett, brace yourself and do what you have to do. Calm, majestic, and worthy of Scarlet's name. ”

Whispering like this, the girl took a deep breath, withdrew her right hand, and returned to the bed to change into a black dress. This dress was specially prepared by her for today's banquet, a well-cut black dress, with a red ribbon as a decoration on it, which was exactly the dress that matched her identity.

She pushed open the door and walked out, commanding as she walked down the empty hallway.

"Sakiya, tell Misuzu to open the door, and by the way, restrain her sister who is as black as a black dragon and don't make trouble, today's banquet, I have sent an invitation to the entire Gensokyo."

"Yes, Miss."

Sixteen Nights Sakiya suddenly appeared beside her, nodded slightly, and then disappeared again. She turned a blind eye, walked quickly and competently, and left the building in a moment and entered the main building. Today's main building was set up as early as the sun was still in the sky, and in the vast space, dozens of large round tables were placed, covered with white tablecloths, and all kinds of dishes and vases of wine were already placed on them.

The young vampire looked around slightly, nodded affirmatively to the ability of her maid chief, and her face softened a little.

Now, the guests haven't entered yet, and she doesn't plan to wait here forever. The master of the Red Devil Pavilion, the people of the Scarlett family, have always been the ones who make others wait, where is there a reason to wait for others. So she turned and walked away from the dark hallway to the basement.

Walking down the steps from the cellar-like entrance, the mossy rock walls glowed with a glow that indicated that they were functioning. Remilia walked on, the smell of candles in the air, but she didn't react, she just walked to the bottom and opened the wooden door wrapped in iron. The door creaked, creaking, unlubricated, a little harsh, and she didn't react either.

It's still the same room, but now everything in this room is no longer in tatters. The beds were empty and empty. In fact, after Yutong Shiai brought back that restraint garment from the outside world, there was no need for Flandoro to passively control herself through this garment to live here anymore, but all this was not a happy one.

Remilia knew exactly what that dress meant to the outside world, so she had anger in her heart that she couldn't suppress no matter what.

Is it to blame Yutong Shiai? No, that doesn't make sense at all, the other party's somewhat insulting method does have an immediate effect now, and the other party has also worked hard for Remilia and Flandrew, so Remilia can't hold a grudge against him.

Is Flandrew to blame? No, that's even more nonsense, Remilia's sister, Flandorous, has only missed one thing since she was born, and now she has changed it with the help of Yutong Shiai, which makes Remilia happy more than anything else.

After all, is fate to blame?

Remilia scoffed even more, it was a coward's excuse, a reason to give up struggling. Even in the dream world, she has never changed this stubborn nature, the nature of the Scarlet family is pride, stubbornness, and never giving in.

She stood alone in the room, the candle burning silently, and I don't know which fairy maid had lit it. The black-red marks on the ground, soaked in blood for centuries, were trampled under Remilia's feet without fear, and she could smell the sweet smell between the wings of her nose.

"Fran."

She spoke softly, calling out her sister's nickname, even though she was the only one in the space now. She had imprisoned her sister in this room for more than 400 years, helpless, desperate, and fearful of her harm to her sister when the beast called Yutong Ten Ai arrived, and also expected the change he would bring.

Now, in order for her sister to be completely freed from pain, she must follow the instructions of the monster sage Yakumo Purple and head towards the moon in the sky. She naturally knew that their Red Devil Pavilion was just a pawn of this scheming monster sage, and a bait strung on the fishing hook by the other party, but she had no choice, and she wanted to go to the moon, except for this elusive and unscrupulous monster sage, she didn't know who else she could rely on.

The Scarlet family will never give up, and the Scarlet family will always be proud, but now, Remilia is really feeling the pressure that is so heavy that it is too much for her to continue.

She slammed the door shut, and leaned her back against it, her head bowed, her teeth gritted.

"Really, that dream ......"

She remembered that dream, and she had reminded herself, it was just a dream, she was Remilia, not just Remy, not the vampire who had taken Sixteen Nights, Patsy and her sister to the Land of the Rising Sun, she had never been coerced, she had never slaughtered those people, and she had never been embraced in that apologetic embrace.

Remilia will never compromise, Remilia will never be weak, she is the sister, she is the patriarch, she is the hall owner, she is the eternal and bright red young moon.

She's a vampire girl! She's the King of the Night! She is the pillar of the Red Devil Pavilion!

So!

Remilia can't be troubled, Remilia can't cry, Remilia can't retreat, Remilia can't give up.

But what can she do now, she clearly knows that she is Yakumo's pawn, and she has built the rocket step by step, and then the road to the moon is also paved step by step under the other party's strategy, and she can only follow the same steps.

This is something that could not be more ridiculous to her. But even so, she didn't want to let herself down.

Only this basement was the place where she could see what she was holding onto. For the sake of his sister.,In order not to see the girl living here again.,In order not to owe more favor to the person called Yutong Shiai.。 She can only be weak here, she can only be lost here, she will no longer flap her wings sadly at that banquet, she will no longer have the luxury of the hug she once had, she wants to indulge in it.

- Calm, majestic, and worthy of Scarlet's name.

The young vampire wiped his somewhat moist eyes and took a deep breath. Remilia is now going to announce to the entire Gensokyo that she is about to march to the moon, and the moon will be shrouded in the shadow of the Red Devil, and the owner of the Red Devil Pavilion has great power, even if he is willful.

She opened her eyes wide, looked at the room, at the ground where thousands of people had melted into the blood, at the room where her sister had lived for hundreds of years, then turned around, opened the door, and stepped out, not looking back again.

The banquet began, and as the host, she would not do such a faux pas of absence.

ps:== I'm back, I was a little unwell a few days ago, and I didn't update.

Recently, several people I know have run to Happy Booker, and I heard that I can start and send it together with the bookseller, so I also want to go there to collect it to see if I can turn the reader who has lost his footing (no). This side and that side will be updated. (By the way, Happy Booker is an app without a web version)

But before I can do that, I'll have to rewrite the first volume. It's a bit too much to play with the stalk hahaha [touch your head.]