Chapter 1028
Child of the Moon of Iris Flower
Iris Flower, Lessar Gnaire.
Law University, Seminary.
It was not yet late at night, and the hour hand had just reached the number “10.” Even for the people of Avalon, it was far from bedtime… but for the Iris people, this was precisely the time for good people to sleep soundly.
As night fell, the Children of the Moon would come out to bask in the moonlight. The assassins walking in the dark night also began to take action. Anyone who appeared outside at this moment was likely to die unjustly.
It was precisely because of this that in Iris Flower, “nightlife” meant rebellion, it meant popularity—precisely because this kind of behavior itself meant danger, it meant minority, it meant challenging survival itself… therefore, it was a “cool” act.
The Iris people had always deliberately moved forward in the face of known danger.
And many of them even dreamed of becoming Children of the Moon.
According to the knowledge circulating in Iris Flower, being bitten by a Child of the Moon could turn one into a Child of the Moon—although the ritual to truly become a Child of the Moon was actually a secret passed down among the Children of the Moon, this did not stop people from dreaming.
In the eyes of the Iris people, things were actually like this: they would be approached by an unknown handsome man or beautiful woman at night—usually of the opposite sex, but not ruling out special preferences. Afterward, they would have their blood sucked after a pleasant game… according to street legends, this process was usually accompanied by intense pleasure.
Afterward, they would become new Children of the Moon. Joining a secret social circle filled with important figures of Iris Flower. From then on, they would cut ties with their past ordinary lives and easily seize wealth and gain power. And without effort, they could obtain Extraordinary Power, and even Immortality…
—But in reality, anyone who calmed down a little could realize that this was merely a cultural offensive deliberately spread by the Children of the Moon. They enjoyed hunting at night and breaking down others’ vigilance, much like nobles often had to maintain their hunting grounds.
If becoming a Child of the Moon was so easy and had such benefits, why were there so few Children of the Moon? Why did Eagle Eye target the Children of the Moon? Why did the Children of the Moon become monsters that needed to be feared and guarded against?
Although logically, the rumors were full of flaws… most people would not seek the truth behind the rumors.
Even if there was about half of doubt at the beginning, as more and more people around them believed, they would be drawn into it even if only to maintain their surrounding social circles. After all, no one had actually had anything happen to them. There might even be people who knew living examples of “social class promotion after becoming a Child of the Moon.”
Zula, as a worshiper of the Children of the Moon, was such a person who “would rather believe than not.” She fanatically pursued the power of the Children of the Moon, longing to gain an ageless appearance by becoming a Child of the Moon.
According to Zula’s usual habit, she would wander outside when she had nothing to do every night. She was actually deliberately provoking them, seeing if there was a chance to become a Child of the Moon.
Today, she happened to not have classes, and so far, three groups of friends had invited her out for a night stroll. But no matter who invited her, Zula always resolutely refused to open her door—some curious girls had even thought she was having a rendezvous with a lover and wanted to come in to check the situation, but Zula refused them all.
—Although she was indeed very playful and didn’t care much about her own life.
But since she had promised to protect Mia, Zula would not sneak out.
“But, it’s really so boring…”
The blonde girl sighed.
The summer nights in Iris Flower were too hot, and she was not wearing any clothes. Anyway, her roommate had fallen into a deep sleep, and she had no intention of going out, so she lay directly on the sofa in the living room like this.
But just then, there was a sudden knock on the living room window.
Zula startled awake, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.
…Someone?
She immediately fell into hesitation—should she escape immediately, or should she go get dressed first?
While her brain was in a state of shutdown, Zula instinctively pulled a blanket, trying to cover her body. It was as if she wanted to hide herself.
But that was impossible—
The next moment, dense swarms of bats poured in like a tsunami, stuffing Zula’s overflowing screams back into the room!
Those bats gathered together, transforming into a group of Children of the Moon with scarlet eyes and sharp fangs. There were six males and three females. They were all wearing luxurious clothes, and just by looking at their appearances, one could tell they were all important figures.
“Are those… Children of the Dragon?”
After the panic, Zula quickly realized the identity of those people.
She felt a moment of joy—after all, she had always been unable to find those aristocratic vampires, and now they had all appeared before her eyes.
But soon, she realized something was wrong.
Because white smoke was billowing from the exposed skin of those Children of the Moon.
They were like burning furnace fires, with smoke coming out of their seven orifices—even looking at them, one could feel the pain. And the annoyance and pain on the faces of those Children of the Moon made Zula realize it was not an illusion.
…As the Seminary of Law University, they still had some capabilities. At least it was not so easy for the Children of the Moon to enter.
Even if they had to force their way in through such a painful method… this was probably not a sightseeing trip.
A burly red-haired male vampire had the most white smoke emanating from him, and he appeared extremely distressed.
Upon seeing Zula on the sofa, he was first stunned, and then his eyes suddenly burst with surprise and greed.
“Someone! I can’t hold on, I need to take a bite first… I need to take a bite, my Lord!”
His voice trembled, almost to the point of madness. The muscles on his face contorted into a mess, and his aggressive gaze gave Zula no sense of excitement, only fear.
—*Plop*.
With a muffled sound, the thin and tall Child of the Moon casually crushed the head of the strong Child of the Moon.
“Calm down, Charlie. This person is still useful.”
A cold, hoarse voice sounded.
The strong Child of the Moon, called Charlie, stood swaying in place. His body did not die even after losing his head.
It was just that the blood condensed and transformed into a new head.
“Even if you want to eat, it’s not your turn. Don’t you have any rules? If there’s a next time, everyone will eat you first.”
A sharp, sarcastic female voice came: “Everyone present is of higher seniority than you. We only brought you to ‘show off’ because of the Count’s orders. But don’t mistake the Count’s favor as something exclusive… Newborns, get aside.”
It was a female Child of the Moon with a thorny tattoo on her neck.
She looked only two or three years older than Zula.
However, her appearance was not beautiful, it could only be considered somewhat pleasant to look at. At least there was a significant gap compared to Zula, whose beauty was instantly recognizable… so when she saw Zula, her eyes flashed with obvious cruelty and jealousy.
“How cute, little girl…”
Her voice dripped with sweetness: “Do you have a boyfriend?”
“…Yes, I do…”
Zula replied, trembling.
—Actually, she didn’t. Of course, if a lover counted, then she did.
She responded this way simply because her instinct was to hope this sentence would scare these people away… although Zula herself knew it was impossible.
“Oh~”
The female Child of the Moon drew out her words with a long tone, speaking sarcastically, “Do you mind… having a few more tonight? Fiery, to devour you completely…”
“Woo… woo…”
Zula was so scared that her teeth chattered. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her mind had no longing or worship for the Children of the Moon, only a desire to survive and despair.
“…How lovely, I pity her at first sight.”
A clear, cold voice came. It was a female Child of the Moon who was clearly much better-looking than the other.
She had hair as black as satin, narrowed her eyes at Zula, and her voice was light and airy: “Crying so easily… so soft and weak, how lovable.
“—Miss Zeller, can I have her face afterward?”
She turned her head to ask that “adult”: “This face is quite cute. It might please the Count if made into a mask.”
“Whatever, suit yourself.”
The thin, tall Child of the Moon with prominent cheekbones and sunken cheeks replied indifferently: “But leave her alive—ask what needs to be asked first, Miss Hawkins. Also, you over there—don’t be lazy, is the ritual setup finished?”
“Ah, almost done.”
“Isolation procedure completed… Now the outside is isolated.”
Two Children of the Moon, blocking the window and the door respectively, responded one after another.
Following their voices, a scarlet light screen spread out from under their feet, and the entire room turned Dark Red. As if a new filter had been applied. Shrouded in this light screen, the white smoke no longer emanated from the Children of the Moon, and even the strongest yet weakest “Charlie” let out a sigh of relief, his expression becoming much calmer.
But Zula, also sealed within the barrier, coughed violently.
She felt a strong smell of blood flooding into her nostrils.
It was like bleeding gums, or like having a tooth pulled—the sweet, sickening smell of blood made her instinctively want to vomit, but for a moment she choked and could only cough nonstop.
In her despair, the most clear-headed and beautiful Child of the Moon, “Miss Hawkins,” walked over, lifted her chin.
Then, Miss Hawkins bared her fangs, intending to lean down and kiss Zula’s neck.
The curse of the Children of the Moon could easily take away a person’s sanity. The charm kiss was irresistible to mortals.
—But at that moment.
The red floor before her eyes suddenly returned to the clear purity of moonlight.
Miss Hawkins’s gaze sharpened, she abruptly released Zula and leaped back!
Just now, an intense premonition of death, accompanied by an inexplicable fear, had struck her heart—
(End of Chapter)
