After the argument that day, I was locked in my room by Lillard, and no one dared to come in to see me, not even Danny.

However, he did not completely ignore me, and came to see me every day according to three meals, but he only stood for a short time at a time and then left.

In the past few days, the next room has also become dead, and I don't know if Sharman was killed, or if he was transferred to another place to continue to be locked up.

In contrast, I would have preferred that he had just locked her up somewhere else.

"Squeak—"

The door opened again, but it wasn't Llard who entered.

"Danny?" I said, looking at Danny quizzically.

Danny quickly glanced around the room, closed the door and exited.

Looking at the doors that opened and closed quickly, I seemed to know why Riillard came to see me every day.

Are you afraid that if I can't open it, I'll commit suicide?

I slowly looked at the furnishings in the room and smiled coldly, Llard had already packed up all the sharp weapons in the room, what else was he afraid of?

Don't say that I haven't lived enough, even if I have lived enough, I have to solve the doubts in my heart first.

Who the hell am I, Hatherine or Katie?

If Hatherine survived until now, she must no longer be human.

What about Katie's words, these red eyes and the urge to see humans like eating?

Or perhaps, both.

In Abernat's eyes, I am Katie, the Katie he can lure, the Katie who can help him find Rield's weakness, and find the weakness of the Bloodline.

And in Shaman's eyes, I am Hatherine, the Hatherine who disturbed her good deeds four hundred years ago, made her hate her to the bone marrow, and after sleeping for four hundred years, she still wants to show off her power in front of her.

That...... Who am I in Illard's eyes?

Maybe it doesn't matter to Leillard, but to me, it dictates my next move.

Although I can't figure out who I am, one thing I know is that I am at least no longer human, but I ...... Not a vampire yet, even though I have many vampire habits.

After waiting for a long time, Llard finally appeared, and the moment he opened the door, a thick stream of blood wafted in, making me gag.

"Who invaded and asked the king to do it himself?" I tugged at the corners of my mouth, such a strong smell of blood, if he didn't kill someone himself, it was that he had just bathed in blood.

With a slight irritation, Lirad ripped off his suit, threw it on the sofa, and slowly raised his feet to the side of the bed.

As Llard approached, I felt a bloody coldness rushing towards me, which made me very uncomfortable, and I subconsciously moved backwards, but Llillard grabbed him and led him fiercely.

I felt like I was being smashed into Larde's arms, the pain slowly spreading from my chest to my brain, and I gritted my teeth to keep myself from screaming.

Lirad tightened his arms hard, heavy breathing sounded in my ears, and a cold breath slid like a blade across the back of my neck, which was terrifying, Lirad's voice was a little hoarse, with forbearance, "I really regret that I didn't completely transform you into a vampire in the first place......"

I slowly closed my eyes, the sour feeling in my nose made me uncomfortable, but I didn't know how to get rid of it.

It turns out that I am now in the state of a half-human, half-vampire, no wonder I need to drink blood, but I still retain the characteristics of a human being.

Lillard leaned into my ear, as if he were taking an oath, as if threatening......

"I won't let you go, even if it costs you a lot of money......"