Chapter 266: What he did and what I did (6K)

In the quiet darkness, the beautiful girl lay quietly in the open black iron coffin.

Silver long hair scattered in the coffin like silk, she raised her hands, crossing them and placing them on her chest.

A serene smile hung on the girl's lips, making her look like a sleeping beauty in a story, radiating intoxicating beauty.

This scene looked like an illustration in a picture book.

However, the bloodstain on the corner of her mouth gave the picture a unique style.

That bloodstain was like a blood-colored flower blooming in the dark night, destroying the original purity, but also staining the picture with an eerie aura.

If the girl was originally just a beautiful lily waiting to be picked, then now, she was a rose with thorny spikes.

Blooming quietly.

Beautiful, yet dangerous.

A moment later, the girl's slender fingers trembled slightly, and then her upper body seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, slowly sitting up.

Blood-colored eyes slowly opened, carrying the ignorance of first waking up, and she turned her head with somewhat sluggish movements.

"... Hmm?"

She sat dazed for a while, her eyes somewhat blurred, trying to pass through heavy mists, recalling what happened before she fell asleep.

Her mind was like a broken video, the last memory blown away by the wind, disappearing at the moment Herbert bit her neck.

"Herbert?"

She looked around, not seeing Herbert's figure, not knowing when he had left.

Left?

"What happened after that? What else happened? I remember it seems..."

In thought, she subconsciously licked her lips, her tongue touching the bloodstain remaining on the corner of her mouth.

!!!

The sweet and delicious taste instantly spread on her taste buds, making Eliza's spirit shake!

This taste is!!?

And under the stimulation of fresh blood, her whole person became excited, feeling that she was about to remember something...

Wait?

Why is there fresh blood on the corner of my mouth?

Eliza blinked, muttering to herself in confusion: "What did he do to me? How could I..."

"Hmm? Don't you remember?"

!!!

The voice close at hand made Eliza's expression change, and she looked to her side, but turned her head and saw nothing.

Who is speaking!?

"Who? Come out!"

Where is he hiding?

Eliza searched around with unkind words, but the other party wasn't angry, instead continuing to say with a laugh: "Don't be nervous, look down."

Look down?

Eliza frowned, moving her gaze slowly downward—and saw the other party's true form.

It was a doll only the size of a palm, standing on her knee and waving at her.

?

No, not a doll, just a miniature person scaled down to equal proportions.

Fairy?

This thought only existed for a moment before dissipating.

Because the other party's appearance clearly wasn't one of those harmless, innocent, and annoying little things.

Although it had pointed ears, it had no wings on its back, and its skin color was slightly dull.

Dark elf.

"You... who are you?"

Eliza looked in surprise at the miniature dark elf person who had crawled out from nowhere?

???

What is this?

Compared to Eliza's shock and confusion, the miniature person appeared quite calm and happy.

"Hi!"

Sifanni (mini) waved at the vampire, smiling lightly: "Miss Eliza, we finally meet."

"Let me formally introduce myself, I am Sifanni Moore, a prisoner imprisoned here with you."

Listening to the other party's tone, Eliza quickly remembered the dark elf who had stood by and watched without helping when she "met" her before.

Alright.

So it was you who watched me get stuck back then?

So it was you who watched me make a fool of myself, right?

That's it!

Eliza snorted angrily, raised her hand and grabbed the miniature Sifanni, and instantly... lifted her from her knee.

"You actually dare to appear in front of me?"

Her eyes were cold, glaring fiercely at the "handheld figure" held in her palm, gritting her teeth: "Do you know how... wait!"

Just before collecting the debt, Eliza suddenly realized an exceptionally important problem.

"When were you here!!?"

And Sifanni didn't answer after hearing this question, but complained somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Miss Eliza, I feel that your current approach is wrong."

"I feel that as a neighbor, you shouldn't use this tone to question me, just need to respond to my greeting, no need to question when I appeared here... oh my?"

Sifanni was speaking eloquently, when suddenly she felt the pressure on her waist and abdomen increase sharply, and this flesh avatar specially kneaded out almost couldn't hold on.

Eliza almost crushed this "handheld figure" directly in her emotional agitation.

But she couldn't care about that much anymore.

The vampire lady widened her scarlet eyes, staring dead at the dark elf handheld figure.

"Speak!"

"You, hurry up and speak!"

"How much did you see!!?"

Sifanni being able to appear in front of her with an avatar meant she was even freer in this area than she imagined.

Didn't that mean she could go wherever she wanted, with no obstruction!

Didn't that mean that everything that happened before, Sifanni had actually seen it all?

When she was forced to submit to Herbert, when she was embarrassingly bound, when she was "humiliated" by Herbert... Sifanni saw it all?

All of it!!?

Even say!

Even earlier, before Herbert came back, she was also peeking from the corner?

Were her private actions always exposed to others' sight?

!!!

Although Eliza didn't need to breathe anymore, and her heart didn't need to beat.

However, at this moment, Eliza still felt her breathing become difficult, and her heart beat violently without stopping.

"Ha, ha... cough cough."

She looked at Sifanni with an even fiercer expression, carrying a bit of collapse and despair, her fingers trembling.

"Speak!"

"You, hurry up and speak!"

"How much did you see!!?"

On the verge of collapse, Eliza's voice even carried a bit of crying.

And facing such interrogation, Sifanni's attitude was quite calm, she raised her hand and waved, saying gently to Eliza:

"Miss Eliza, please don't worry, please be calm, things aren't as bad as you think."

Eliza was infected by her calm emotions, and also became a bit calmer, blinking her hazy eyes that were almost bleeding tears.

"... Re, really?"

After seeing Sifanni nod, Eliza felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

Great.

It seems things aren't as bad as she thought.

Maybe she didn't see...

"Hmm, really."

Sifanni nodded seriously, and said frankly after the vampire lady calmed down a little:

"Although I saw the whole process, witnessed Lord Herbert's various behaviors towards you, and also saw your appearance of enjoying it, but please believe me, I won't tell anyone else."

Eliza:?

Because Sifanni's performance was too natural, the vampire lady's brain didn't turn around for a while, just looking at her blankly, not knowing what she was talking about.

Those words entered from Eliza's left ear and exited from her right ear, leaving no trace in her mind.

Her brain activated a self-protection mechanism, automatically filtering out those absurd pieces of information.

What is he saying? I don't understand anything.

Saying "saw the whole process", "appearance of enjoying it", "what"...

What!!?

Finally, the shame reaching its peak broke through the brain's self-protection mechanism, and she finally woke up, finally figuring out what kind of ghost talk Sifanni was saying.

What the hell are you! Saying! What!

"Also, I have no intention of evaluating your personal hobbies, this kind of hobby of yours can only be considered quite common among dark elves."

Handheld figure Sifanni was speaking eloquently, telling from the bottom of her heart, trying to "comfort" Eliza in this way, so that she wouldn't feel anxious because of this kind of thing.

"Yes, desire itself is not wrong, personal preferences are also free, this is nothing strange, please definitely don't be overly inferior, this really isn't ugh ugh ugh—"

But before Sifanni could finish, her mouth was blocked directly by the enraged vampire.

Eliza looked coldly at this dark elf who was mocking her to the extreme, whispering coldly.

"Go to hell!"

Then, her palm exerted force, and that petite avatar exploded instantly under the huge force, turning into a pool of filthy blood.

Slap!

"Hmm!?"

Eliza was startled by this sudden change.

This was actually a misunderstanding.

She originally just wanted to give the other party a punishment, and didn't really intend to crush the other party directly.

As a result, the handheld figure that had appeared quite tough before suddenly became fragile at this moment.

It exploded instantly with just a little force, and the state of fragmentation was quite miserable, directly shattering into flesh dregs.

"What's the situation?"

Just when Eliza frowned and pondered what was going on, another annoying calm voice rang out in the distance.

"... please definitely don't be overly inferior, this really isn't your fault, personal preferences are free."

And after the first flesh avatar was crushed, not even a few seconds passed, another new handheld figure crawled in easily from outside the coffin, filling in the words that hadn't been finished before.

When handheld figure number two stood on her knee again, Eliza also calmed down.

She looked down at Sifanni, asking carefully: "That, uh, are you, are you okay?"

Although her emotions were indeed a bit out of control, crushing someone directly or something, this kind of thing was still a bit too brutal.

After all, the two didn't have any real blood feud, she couldn't treat Sifanni like those enemies.

Sifanni smiled and shook her head, saying gently: "It's fine, please rest assured, your action just now didn't cause me any harm."

"Just a flesh avatar, if you like crushing, I can send some more over for you."

"... Well, that's not necessary." Eliza sniffed somewhat embarrassedly, her gaze shifting slightly, her line of sight falling exactly on the blood foam splashed on the black iron coffin.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, she suddenly noticed that her state was somewhat special.

She actually felt satisfied after a long time.

Full.

Feeling warm in her stomach, couldn't eat anything else.

"Heh."

Sifanni wasn't angry at her rudeness, turning to say: "Right, haven't congratulated you on finally getting rid of that state."

The two had been prison mates for a few hundred years, and it was the first time they saw each other's true faces.

Truly worth celebrating.

"Since you have now gotten rid of the shackles of the coffin, then I invite you to come to my place as a guest later, I have a large amount of flesh and blood there that can be provided for you to replenish energy."

Sifanni issued an invitation and provided quite generous conditions.

But facing this quite attractive temptation, Eliza's reaction was quite flat.

She wasn't excited at all as Sifanni imagined, just nodded quite coldly, perfunctorily: "Oh, let's talk about this kind of thing later."

Sifanni: Hmm?

Clearly she was so bloodthirsty before, wailing every day about wanting blood... how did she suddenly change her nature?

Disguise?

Or really not interested?

Eliza's cold reaction made Sifanni have some guesses in her heart, unable to grasp her thoughts.

And in fact, although Eliza's change at this moment appeared somewhat abrupt, she really wasn't deliberately disguising.

This really wasn't puffing up her face to look fat.

She really wasn't hungry.

Eliza even felt a bit full now.

After seeing Sifanni's exploded flesh and blood, and smelling the bloody smell, it didn't stir up her instinctive impulse to suck blood, even feeling a bit disgusted.

Yuck!

Dark elf blood, doesn't taste good.

She was no longer the her who had been hungry for too long and sucked several dark elves dry!

Her taste had improved.

After getting used to drinking top-tier fresh blood like Herbert's, the current Eliza couldn't look down on the fresh blood of other creatures at all.

It was like getting used to eating mountain delicacies and sea treasures, and never being able to look down on other junk food again.

After long-awaited escape from the torture of hunger, her heart was now peaceful.

As of now, in this world, apart from Herbert's fresh blood, nothing else could make her excited.

"Let's talk about being a guest at your place later when I'm in the mood."

Eliza waved her hand, raised her eyebrows and asked about another thing: "Before that, explain to me first."

"Since you said you saw the whole process, then what exactly did Herbert do to me in the end? Why am I so full? What exactly did he feed me?"

Eliza touched her small belly, becoming more and more curious about what she had eaten in the end?

Herbert's blood?

But she didn't feel like she ate a lot... was it his essence blood?

"Do you really want to know?"

At this time, the handheld figure on her knee suddenly looked at Eliza meaningfully, that gaze making her somewhat uneasy.

Eliza shrank her head, asking uneasily: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Sifanni shook her head, saying gently: "If I have to say, there's no problem."

"It's just that, the situation isn't actually what he did to you, but what 'you' did to him."

"Miss Eliza, let me confirm with you one last time."

The dark elf looked up, asking faintly: "Do you... really want to know the truth?"

Eliza:???

Don't scare me!

What exactly did I do to him!!?

At the same time, in the treehouse on the other side of the Lightless Prison.

"Lord Herbert."

Sifanni bowed slightly to the youth lying lazily on the rattan sofa, saying softly: "I have already conveyed your words to Miss Eliza as you said."

"Although I didn't describe the details, she seems to have thought of a lot herself, and didn't continue to ask."

"Now, Miss Eliza is already blushing and hugging her legs, huddled in the corner of the coffin, estimated to need to digest for a while."

The dark elf clearly hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously: "I am a bit curious, you clearly didn't do anything, why must you make her have that kind of misunderstanding?"

Then, seemingly afraid that Herbert would misunderstand, she added:

"I mean, why didn't you do it directly? Is it because you were worried about being seen by me?"

Yes, Sifanni's focus wasn't on why Herbert wanted Eliza to misunderstand, but—why didn't he really do it?

You have already done so much, is this little bit still missing?

Worried about being peeked at by me?

Sifanni felt that Herbert shouldn't be a man who cared about this little thing.

If he really cared, wouldn't the previous actions be the same?

"Why really do it?"

Herbert lay lazily in a "Ge You slouch" posture, plucking leaves without raising his eyelids, saying: "Don't be too anxious about some things, stopping at the right time is the best."

"At that time, no matter what I did, she couldn't remember, so what's the point?"

"If I want to do something to her, it must be something she remembers."

The youth gently touched his lips that had been forcibly kissed, shaking his head and laughing: "Although the unconscious state is also a way to play, I personally don't like it very much."

"If I can't engrave that mood into her soul, wouldn't I lose a lot of fun?"

What I want is her resistance of wanting to refuse but welcoming, what I want is to see her blushing cheeks, what I want is the gaze that dodges but can't help but peek over.

If these are all gone, wouldn't it be very boring?

Boring.

That appearance is truly too boring!

"... I probably understand."

Sifanni nodded as if understanding, then bowed slightly to Herbert, her eyes lowered, her expression humble.

"May I ask, do you have any other instructions?"

"Hmm? Instructions?"

Hearing these words, Herbert, who was lying on the sofa plucking leaves, raised his eyebrows, finally raised his head, looking at her and laughing: "Sifanni, you appear quite humble now."

He looked at the other party's humble appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, teasing: "Haven't seen you for a few days, have you figured it out?"

He still remembered Sifanni's attitude towards him before.

Seemingly respectful and polite, but actually didn't really take him to heart, and even planned to calculate against him in secret.

Not obedient.

And now... heh.

"Yes, I have already figured it out, and realized my problem."

Sifanni nodded, her posture quite humble, seriously: "It was me who was too arrogant before, didn't take you seriously, I apologize to you."

"Please be able to forgive my recklessness at that time."

"I shouldn't have hidden the details, shouldn't have tried to induce you to intervene in the matter between me and Stila."

"As long as you can forgive me, whatever you want me to do is fine."

For this, Sifanni even showed amazing sincerity, and made quite shocking remarks.

"What Miss Eliza can do, I can too."

She knelt down in front of Herbert slowly, saying softly:

"Although I have no experience, as a member of the Moore family, I have quite sufficient knowledge, I have the confidence to do it much more skillfully than her."

Saying that, she raised her hand and fell straight towards Herbert's belt—but her wrist was grabbed halfway.

"What are you doing?"

Herbert grabbed Sifanni's wrist, looking at her with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"What do you take me for? An idiot whose brain is only left with lust?"

"... Heh."

Sifanni looked into Herbert's eyes, suddenly smiled charmingly, and put her other hand on his knee, climbing onto him nimbly.

She sat across the youth's waist, smiling charmingly, lowering her head, gently rubbing his cheek with her hand, and asked with a charming smile: "So you aren't?"

"Of course not."

Herbert, although being sat across by someone, had no panic, he stared into Sifanni's eyes, laughing happily.

"Hahaha!"

"Right, this is the expression, this appearance is correct, why pretend so hard?"

Both people's smiles were quite happy, and the posture was quite intimate, but there was no ambiguity in their eyes.

What's the same is that they treated each other as opponents to seriously engage with, not idiots who could be manipulated at will.

What's different is that Herbert's indifference was more of a disguise, while Sifanni's coldness seemed to come from her soul itself.

"You really haven't changed."

Feeling the cold aura coming from Sifanni, Herbert sighed:

"You said you repented, but you are actually still the same as before, it's just that you figured out how to adapt a little."

When Herbert left Eliza and came to Sifanni's side, she showed quite unexpected gentleness and humility.

It was simply like a different person.

Anyone could see she was disguising.

Some people would think this was Sifanni swallowing her pride because she had something to ask of him, and her heart must be extremely humiliated, thus feeling happy and satisfied.

But Herbert was different.

He was more willing to believe that this was just a choice Sifanni made after weighing the pros and cons, and didn't think her heart would be that stifled.

Dark elves are an extremely good at disguising race, this degree of change counts for nothing.

Seeing Sifanni wanting to explain, Herbert waved his hand: "No need to deny, I don't mind you doing this."

He felt the soft touch of the dark elf pressing on him, nodded, and sighed again: "Hmm, sure enough, this is also quite good."

Then, before Sifanni realized what he was saying, Herbert asked with a smile: "Alright, since everyone doesn't need to disguise anymore, let's talk about business."

He stared quietly at the dark elf, asking softly: