Chapter 828

Because of this sudden change, the atmosphere in the originally harmonious banquet hall suddenly became tense.

Among the crowd, a witch who had been chatting with someone also sensed the Home Witch's sharp gaze. She turned her head, slightly surprised; she hadn't expected to be discovered, and even less had she expected that traitor Lecti, who had attempted to betray them, hadn't died immediately from the Blood-Burning Curse.

This person was Miranda, sent by the Ventrue family to attend the banquet; she ranked fifth among the Thirteen Princes.

At the same time, she was also the elder who had bestowed the Embrace upon Lecti.

The Blood Clan's strict hierarchical system naturally couldn't rely solely on self-discipline to maintain. The main reason why lower-level Blood Clan members couldn't resist upper-level ones was the Blood-Burning Curse carried within the Sublimated Blood.

After they were embraced to become Blood Clan witches and possessed the power brought by the Sublimated Blood, they naturally had to pay a corresponding price, and this price was that they were no longer masters of their own destiny.

As long as they were obedient and sensible, the Sublimated Blood would grant them power and become their aid, but once they disobeyed or betrayed, the superior only needed a single thought to cause the Sublimated Blood within the lower-level Blood Clan member to go berserk and self-immolate.

This was equivalent to wearing an explosive collar around one's own neck.

Therefore, as an elder, Miranda actually had the authority to decide Lecti's life and death with a single thought.

However, as the only child among the "children" she had embraced to climb to the position of Marchioness, Miranda had always been quite fond of this "daughter." If possible, she was unwilling to let Lecti die.

After all, although this "daughter" was a bit weak now, she was already one of the three Marchionesses of the Ventrue family and held an important vote at the Marchioness Council.

And with the mother and daughter working together, now that the Ventrue Grand Duke was asleep, the Ventrue family was almost her personal fiefdom; the remaining old rival, who was the Sixth Wang Hou, could only grit her teeth and suffer.

But once she lost this useful "daughter," it meant Miranda would lose an important vote at the Marchioness Council, and she might even be counter-attacked by her old rival.

After all, that guy also had a junior with good talent who was staring at this Marchioness position every day.

It was just that, clearly, now was not the time for hesitation.

In fact, Miranda still hadn't figured out what had happened. She had clearly just sent Lecti to execute a very simple probing mission, and with her personally watching from the side, it should have been a sure thing, but an accident had happened.

From the perspective of the young Wang Hou, she saw Lecti charge up aggressively and then perform the classic coercion and inducement on the Diva; these were old tricks, and in Miranda's view, there was no problem that needed pointing out. She herself would have used the same routine.

And the Diva's subsequent refusal did surprise the young Wang Hou a bit, but she didn't care. After all, when the gap in status and position reached a certain level, some things weren't really up to you just because you wanted to say no.

In the face of the Ventrue family's influence, the Diva had no right to refuse.

Thus, she was very satisfied to see that the Diva was about to submit, but then an accident happened again. Behind the gourmet Countess of the Dracula family, a young witch who looked very weak walked out, seemingly wanting to play the hero and seek justice...

Regarding this, Miranda, who had been watching, almost laughed. Although this kind of behavior from a young person looked quite stupid, for an ancient witch like her who had lived for tens of thousands of years, it was actually quite nostalgic.

After all, this was the taste of youth, unlike them, these old people who were dying and full of gloom.

To be honest, Miranda quite appreciated this young person. As a reward for making her feel joy after a long time, she even thought about whether to give this brave little guy a chance for "transformation" after the banquet ended; she could personally bestow the Embrace.

Hmm, old people like her liked these young and energetic little witches the most; she was looking forward to what this vitality would taste like.

It was just that the young Wang Hou's joy didn't last long, because she couldn't understand the subsequent development.

From her perspective, Lecti just said a few words to that brave young witch, and then the young witch just reached out and touched her forehead, but the next moment, her own "daughter" was actually terrified, yelling and screaming in an unseemly manner, losing some face for the Ventrue family.

This also made Miranda very dissatisfied, but before she could get angry, the next moment she sensed the surging rebellious thoughts within Lecti.

Hmm, the Blood-Burning Curse inherently came with mind-reading capabilities; as long as it sensed the host had thoughts of betrayal, it would immediately send an alert to the host's elder.

And now, Miranda sensed the exceptionally firm rebellious evil thoughts on this "daughter."

Too late to think more, the young Wang Hou decisively activated the Blood-Burning Curse.

Although she had her own selfishness, she was still a member of the Ventrue family, and her loyalty to the family was unquestionable.

Although she cherished Lecti as a daughter, if she had to choose between a daughter and the family, she would choose the family 100%. Even when the thought of rebellion arose in Lecti's heart, she was no longer her daughter.

Anything that could be a threat to the family was an enemy and must be resolutely strangled and eliminated. This was what she had been doing for years; she had long forgotten why she started doing this, but now she was completely used to it, and it had become an instinct.

But this damn accident had come again.

Three times now; was today some kind of accident day? Why were there all kinds of accidents?

Clearly, she was just a little witch with only 100,000 mana, but she raised her hand and cast an instant forbidden spell of time stop, and even accurately located her among so many people in the venue. This was absurd.

Miranda now even really doubted whether she was too old, old enough to have hallucinations; otherwise, how could she see such absurd things?

As a Blood Clan witch, the young Wang Hou had long stopped looking at people by their outer skin; after all, a witch's appearance was too deceptive and had no reference value. She identified people by blood.

Although she wasn't as sensitive to the taste of blood as that junior titled Gourmet not far away, she could still infer a witch's age from the taste of blood.

The full vitality overflowing from this young little witch was definitely the taste belonging only to a young little witch in her teens, not an old thing like her who had lived for tens of thousands of years but still looked like a young girl. The taste of their blood was different...

But it was truly a long time since she had seen such things; were the paths of young people nowadays this wild?

However, at this moment, she also understood why Lecti had suddenly tried to rebel; this stupid daughter must have accidentally fallen into the trap of this little witch who was playing the pig to eat the tiger, probably controlled by the other party, directly losing her own agency.

Then, could this little witch be from the Mental School?

Thoughts swirled rapidly in Miranda's mind.

It was just that, because she had been pointed out by that mysterious little witch, the Night City celebrities who had been trying to curry favor with her suddenly scattered; this bunch of fence-sitters were just that shrewd.

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And she had no choice but to stand out and face this magical little witch.

Of course, she wasn't panicked at all. Although this little guy did have some skills, as far as she could see, she couldn't pose any threat to her. She was different from that useless daughter; even if the two were at the same realm, the strength gap was worlds apart.

Normally, Lecti couldn't last a hundred moves in her hands; she could be bullied at will.

Moreover, even if she was caught, so what? That was my "daughter," I can do whatever I want; this is my freedom as her "elder."

The young Wang Hou was very confident about this. Besides, where did this little guy get the face to hold her accountable? It should be her holding her accountable. If it weren't for her randomly controlling people and triggering the Blood-Burning warning on Lecti, how could she have killed this precious daughter?

This little guy, you should compensate me for a daughter.

Hmm, compensate yourself to me.

The young Wang Hou, tall and graceful, like a blooming red rose, smiled and licked her lips. She didn't mourn for the dead "daughter" for even a moment; after all, as long as she recovered Lecti's Sublimated Blood later, she would soon have a brand new, even better daughter.

"It should be you who needs to give me an explanation, Miss. Why did you attack my daughter? I suspect you are spying on the secrets of our Ventrue family."

Miranda directly reversed the situation and slapped a big hat on her.

She had been paying attention to the situation there just now and naturally knew the identity of this young genius little witch; she was the stepdaughter of that child Lilith.

Tsk, that counted as someone from the Dracula family.

The young Wang Hou knew that Lilith, this former hope of the Blood Clan, had recently returned to the family, and this banquet of the Dracula family was probably just to announce the return of this Third Young Lady.

And since this was the Dracula family's territory, with those two old things Camilla and Elizabeth watching, she couldn't really move to snatch people, so she had to use power to pressure people; at least she had to occupy the moral high ground first.

Hmm, as long as she firmly grasped the point that this little witch attacked Lecti first, that would be enough.

This was a provocation to the Ventrue family and had caused the Ventrue family to lose a Marchioness. For this point, the Dracula family had to give an explanation.

Well, since the daughter was dead, then today's probing mission naturally fell to her, the mother; this was also a good excuse to exert force.

The young Wang Hou had quickly planned everything in her heart; she felt that her advantage in this wave was very large. After all, she was a mother who had just lost her daughter; the buff was fully stacked...

And the commotion here finally alarmed the people of the Dracula family.

"What's going on? What happened?"

The Loli Grand Duke brought her three daughters to the scene. Originally, they had thought about waiting for the guests to arrive before making a grand entrance, but now they had no choice but to come.

And Miranda, who had been quite calm, suddenly trembled when she saw Dracula's figure, suddenly feeling a bit panicked.

After all, a person's name is like the shadow of a tree; this was the most ancient Duke, an ancient existence older than witch history. Let alone her, a young Marchioness, even their own Ventrue Grand Duke would have to bow and salute when seeing this most ancient Duke.

Damn it, how could such a small matter alarm this adult to appear in person?

The young Wang Hou was a bit surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt a joy in her heart.

Good guy, even the Dracula Grand Duke had personally come down to hold the fort. One could imagine how bad the situation of the Dracula family was now. One had to know that this Grand Duke was not in the rotation period now; logically speaking, she should be asleep, not awake.

Hmm, the intelligence was obtained; she could go back and report.

And so what if it was a Grand Duke? Whose family didn't have a Grand Duke? Even if the Dracula Grand Duke arrived in person, she still stood on the moral high ground.

Anyway, it was indeed that little witch who attacked first; otherwise, why would my Lecti's Blood-Burning Curse be activated? This couldn't be that she really had a rebellious heart, right?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. This child was raised by me; for thousands of years, could I, this "mother," not understand her personality?

Although the young people nowadays indeed had a generation gap in thought with them, the older generation, Lecti's loyalty to the family was not something to be doubted.

Once she thought that she was indeed clear of conscience, Miranda immediately returned to calm.

"Greetings, Grand Duke."

She first respectfully curtsied to this Loli-shaped Grand Duke, performed a skirt-lifting salute, and then went straight to the point.

"Grand Duke, it was the Blood-Burning Curse on Lecti that was activated. The Ventrue family needs an explanation."

She didn't add fuel to the fire or anything, but spoke the truth.

After all, lying in front of this strongest Grand Duke was seeking death.

Moreover, everyone was a Blood Clan witch and naturally understood what the activation of the Blood-Burning Curse meant; there was no need to explain too much.

Sure enough, the Loli Grand Duke, who had originally been angry and clearly very dissatisfied that these Ventrue juniors dared to cause trouble on her turf, was stunned upon hearing this, and then turned her head to look at this cheap granddaughter she had only recognized for a short time.

Can't you just be quiet? If you want to investigate, change to another place and investigate secretly. Why do you have to do it in public?

The Loli Grand Duke blinked, conveying such a signal in her eyes.

She knew the identity of this cheap granddaughter as a Grand Inquisitor and also knew that the other party had come with a mission. Plus, Miranda indeed didn't lie, so the truth seemed to be only one.

Regarding this, Dorothy: "..."

The Home Witch was silent; she was truly confused now...

No, clearly it was the other party who attacked and killed people, and I was the one saving people. How did it all become my fault?

And what did I do? I just beat her up and cursed "get lost." It was that crazy Marchioness who inexplicably knelt down to me, right?

Dorothy was wronged to death.

"Grandmother, I say I am innocent. That Blood-Burning Curse really wasn't done by me. I've even heard of this thing for the first time. Do you believe me?"

The Home Witch also blinked, responding very innocently to the cheap Grandmother's gaze.

She was truly wronged.

"Mm-hmm, I believe, I believe."

The Loli Grand Duke responded with her eyes, but her drooping little face clearly showed that she believed a ghost.

Dorothy: "Fuck, my reputation is ruined."

She cursed in her heart.

Although she thought carefully about what kind of reputation she had, and the more she thought, the more embarrassed she became.

Ah, this, it seems that with her many rumors that were becoming more and more absurd, this kind of disregarding everything and attacking directly in person was indeed her style.

After all, she was a ruthless person who could raid even the Angel Ancestral Court and the God King's Cathedral. What else couldn't she do?

"Alright, alright, don't talk for a while. I'll handle it. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

The Loli Grand Duke comforted her cheap granddaughter who had caused trouble with her eyes.

Hmm, she was prepared to rely on her seniority.

No way, since she was not in the right, she could only do this. Being old is really useful.

Anyway, she couldn't let Dorothy have an accident in her house, regardless of whether the child was right or wrong, after all, she called me Grandmother.

As the family that values family relationships the most, the Dracula family's greatest tradition is called...

Protecting one's own.

However, before the Loli Grand Duke could start to display the exquisite acting skills that had once been popular in the City of Sin when she was young, Dorothy pulled this Grandmother aside.

You should rest, old lady. It was said that the security work for this banquet was contracted by our Witch Home.

Dorothy hadn't fallen to the point where she could only call her parents to help her out when she was bullied.

Hmm, at least she didn't need to sacrifice her integrity for this one.

"Miss, you can't talk nonsense. You say I did it, so I did it? Why don't we ask the person involved?"

The Home Witch turned her head to look at the Marchioness who had been time-stopped, like a piece of space-time amber, and said so.

"Uh..."

Thus, everyone else's gaze also looked at Lecti, and then everyone had a puzzled expression.

Isn't this already a dead person? Although she hasn't died yet because she was time-stopped, once the time stop is lifted, she will turn into fly ash in the next second.

The Marchioness is half-dead...

Damn it, Qian Bao is going to show off her operations again. ===== CHAPTER 829 =====