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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, but their relationship wasn't good enough or estranged enough to rush each other to pay 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...... Generations of inheritance have worn out the gifts from her ancestors to a considerable extent, 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 through her abilities, she could know the secrets behind this girl who had traveled back in time, but she could also feel 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, and wondered if she was always quietly eating fossil fuels behind her back, and according to the law of conservation of energy, she always had to provide energy to her body in some way...... 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 power is so convenient." Loria's tone sounded a little envious, but after a slight trade-off between food and convenient energy, she soon stopped envious of Isabella, and she then asked, "Do you hate humans because of your differences?" ”

Isabella frowned tightly, she felt seriously offended, even after decades, the fact that she was transformed into a monster was still a 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, but dragged Isabella into the darkening alley, and she seemed to drag Isabella around the remote places aimlessly, completely oblivious to the cold gaze of Isabella behind her.

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 controlled 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 off the woman's shirt and bite the woman's chest fiercely, judging by the subtle movements of Loria's face, she was sucking something.

Vampire?

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

She left the woman and walked towards Isabella, licking the non-existent blood from the corners of her mouth, and the woman was dazed for a moment, then pulled up her clothes and walked away 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, and then added, "Have you heard of the legend of vampires?" ”

Isabella nodded, although the race of Azeroth had never found a vampire, similar stories were rife with the legends of various intelligent races.

"I just want it." Loria nodded, and there was no 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 ......"

"In my opinion, you are the least likely." Loria muttered, "Those madmen who have transformed you can't have imagined that they have spent their entire lives without getting anything to be proud of, but they have accidentally created an irreproducible miracle on what they think is a failure." ”

After a long enough silence, Isabella finally recovered, and she became curious about Loria, "Are you afraid of water?" Afraid of garlic? What about sunlight? ”

"Water is not afraid at all, don't you see that I am bathing every day? As for garlic, it's nothing other than 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.) )