167 The Wisdom of Cornelia
Countess Lislinna hesitated little and turned to flee like a frightened delicate girl.
Although she knew it was embarrassing for a noble vampire count to react this way.
But at this moment, if she didn’t run, her fate would likely be the same as the two meals she just captured.
Not to mention that brute girl who could create explosive air currents with just a flick of her book.
The other two individuals in the room also gave her a very bad feeling.
The person wearing the prosperity mask exuded a strange sense of oppression.
And the one with the red mask, although Lislinna felt no aura of strength from him—she almost thought him harmless—she knew such individuals were often the most terrifying!
In her prime state, she wouldn’t be overly wary of these three.
However, now, she felt uncertain.
At the same time, Cornelia’s figure burst forth from the door like a demon.
And Dekan and Morion soon stepped out of the lord’s bedroom.
But they merely stood there, watching the show without any intention to intervene.
Chasing after Countess Lislinna, Cornelia held a murder book, her focused gaze locked onto the countess’s head as if she would not relent until she struck.
Having such a person tailing her, and getting closer, caused a chill to run down the countess’s spine.
She absolutely could not let this person hit her with that book!
However, soon enough, the countess felt her familiars had arrived.
“Stop her!!”
With Lislinna’s command, several shadowy figures surged forth from the staircase connected to the mansion’s first floor.
These shadows quickly shielded Lislinna from behind.
Then they charged at Cornelia.
They were the vampire familiars disguised as attendants of the lord’s mansion.
At Lislinna’s command, they drew the weapons they carried—males wielded longswords, while females brandished daggers that glinted with a blue light, clearly smeared with deadly poison.
Seeing this, Cornelia wisely turned to run back.
Just a moment ago, she had counted—there were a full five sixth-tier vampires; she could not handle them in a head-on fight.
Even though the fourth-tier Cornelia possessed fifth-tier combat abilities.
Adding buffs, including the epic enhancement spell card, “Olive’s Ultimate Madness” (which greatly enhances physical abilities for a short time), would probably allow her to briefly reach sixth-tier warrior levels.
At times like this, she needed to hide behind Dekan and wait for him to come up with a plan.
“You’re not getting away tonight!”
With the advantage shifting back to her, Countess Lislinna let out a sharp cry with a sneer.
Although she didn’t know how these three had infiltrated the lord’s mansion so easily.
She understood that these three posed a far greater danger than those who had previously delivered her meal!
They must be dealt with tonight!
Otherwise, her plans would inevitably fail!
As Lislinna’s voice echoed, the attendants began pursuing Cornelia, rushing towards Dekan and Morion’s direction.
Their speed was incredible, turning quickly into fleeting shadows.
“Oh, this is a bit troublesome,” Dekan sighed and shook his head.
Along the way, they had used mental magic and poison magic to take down the guards, and with Cornelia using “Witch’s Favor” (to break barriers) along with her unique lockpicking skills, they had rapidly infiltrated the lord’s bedroom.
Originally, they only intended to control the lord and hadn’t planned to directly capture the boss.
But this boss had decided to hide right within the lord’s mansion.
According to Dekan’s line of thought.
To efficiently find the lurking vampires in the city-state, the first step was certainly to have Morion replace the lord.
Unexpectedly, this boss shared his idea.
No wonder it was a sixth-tier Shadow World—there was something to it.
But therein lay the problem.
Within the enemy’s stronghold, besides the weakened boss, there were five elite monsters.
Though there were ways to deal with them, the issue was, even if they managed to handle these five elite monsters, it was quite possible that this countess would get away.
After all, only Cornelia among the three of them possessed the ability for proactive combat.
Dekan and Morion were more of support, responding rather than engaging.
Ultimately, they would need Cornelia’s unmatched strength to subdue the countess.
However, it wasn’t a major concern.
They were always prepared to handle any unexpected situations.
This current state was still within the realm of acceptance.
After all, in Dekan’s line of thinking, he had even considered the possibility of encountering the blood family count unexpectedly while taking a walk.
So upon seeing the countess at the lord’s mansion, Dekan was surprised but not taken aback.
To deal with these vampire familiars while retaining the countess, it was a simple step.
Dekan looked at Morion.
Next, it would depend on what Morion had to say.
Morion, calm and unhurried, grasped his mask as if preparing to remove it to reveal his true appearance.
From a distance, Countess Lislinna closely watched Dekan and Morion’s movements.
She couldn’t determine what these two were up to.
But she knew that compared to the blank girl, the real variables lay with them.
As Morion gradually revealed his face, Lislinna’s eyes grew wider, seeming to take in something unbelievable.
Finally, Morion had lifted his mask halfway, revealing a sharp-featured but extraordinary countenance, different from a traditional handsome man, with a pair of phoenix eyes and shining red pupils, exuding a slightly sinister overall aura.
“Ha ha.”
Morion chuckled softly, carrying a hint of mockery yet seemingly holding centuries of lament.
This laugh, combined with his cold demeanor, caused Countess Lislinna to shiver uncontrollably.
“What… what is happening…”
The countess found herself sinking to the ground.
Instinctively, she commanded several attendants to halt their assault.
“Not going to continue to offend me? Countess?”
Morion’s words were a question but had the tone of a statement.
It was as if an upper-tier was delivering a judgment to a lower-tier.
“No! I wouldn’t dare! This is a misunderstanding!”
Countess Lislinna cried out in terror, quickly standing up, smoothing out the wrinkles in her clothes, and then bowing to Morion with her head lowered.
Her panic stemmed from—
Morion’s current appearance was that of Marquis Roderick!
