Operation Red Book

I seem to remember something...

The world was spinning and Ivy's head was buzzing.

Ivy did not sleep every night in the castle, that was a fact she was sure of.

A few nights ago, as night fell, the full moon shone outside the window, and the tobacco from the extinguished torches swayed in the breeze.

The temperature in the bedroom was neither too high nor too low, and the large bedding was as soft and comfortable as goose feathers.

Such an atmosphere is rare, and Ivy was sure several times that she could have a good sleep.

But she didn't. Ivy was unusually clear-headed for many nights of tossing and turning.

She didn't feel sleepy or tired at all. All the fun in the garden during the day couldn't drain Ivy's full energy.

It is painful to be unable to sleep for a whole night. You will feel that life is ticking away in time, and you will feel that the evil of idleness is silently working in the darkness.

Even if the sun will eventually rise tomorrow, the wasted time will never be cherished late at night.

So, night became Ivy's second activity time.

After everything is quiet, she will quietly go out in her white nightgown. The moonlight is bright enough to illuminate the road ahead.

The castle was huge, but there were only a few places to go, and most of the doors were closed, leaving no room for even a peek.

In the middle is a spiral staircase connecting the upper and lower floors. This is the only passage to go up and down the stairs. Ivy walked past it countless times in her long skirt.

Weathering has left traces of time on the bricks and stones of the stairs. Ivy's bare feet can always be heard when she walks up the stairs.

The first floor is a hall covered with blue petals, where a piano and symphony orchestra play by themselves when no one is around.

Mozart's music floated in the blue atmosphere and continued throughout the evening.

The second floor is filled with various halls, with red carpets and golden patterns that exude luxury and elegance.

The third floor is Ivy's bedroom. In fact, there are many rooms here, but Ivy can only open the door of her own room, and there has never been a response from other rooms.

Ivy had never explored the areas above the third floor.

It wasn't that she didn't want to go, but every time she turned the corner of the stairs, she would wake up in her bedroom the next moment.

The fourth floor and the top floor became a secret, but Ivy never stopped exploring.

No, she was not obsessed with the secrets of the fourth floor of the castle, but was forced to forget the journey.

The world was still spinning, everything around me was in chaos, and I felt a stabbing pain in my neck.

Ivy was shaken by the air squeeze, and she tried to calm her breathing, hoping to clear her muddy brain.

When I met Joshua in Monet's garden earlier, he mentioned Ivy's neck, which was covered with horrible blood holes, two in a row, oozing with blood.

Those were traces of vampires sucking blood, undoubtedly the work of Lord Leon these days.

He is good at waiting, and even better at forgetting.

On the spiral staircase leading from the third floor to the fourth floor, Lord Leon would always wear silver-white armor with a red cloak, quietly waiting for the girl in white to appear in the middle of the stairs.

That was his future bride and the source of food he craved.

He grabbed Ivy's wrist, twisted her throat, revealed his ferocious face, and took a small bite on her tender neck.

One small bite was enough. She was in the world of the vampire lord, with nowhere to escape and nowhere to go...

Struggling, protesting, whimpering, accepting fate, fainting, forgetting...the cycle has been repeated for a thousand years.

Being caught, forced, picked up, and sent back... the next day, the same thing happened again when I opened my eyes.

This is the world carefully created by Lord Leon, full of lies and conspiracies, temptations and desires.

My heart felt like it was suddenly being gripped tightly by someone, the tender flesh was flipped out from the fingertips, and it was almost bursting the skin.

Ivy cried out in pain, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, wetting her black hair.

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

"Student Ivy?"

A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and Ivy opened her eyes the moment she heard it.

The chaos and mess receded, and the sight was gradually replaced by the flickering candlelight.

Tears filled her eyes, and it took a lot of effort for Ivy to finally calm down.

She struggled to get up, but the pain in her neck made her whole body tremble.

She reached in and felt several painful small holes.

The bedroom was still empty, with walls covered with crumbling mud. Two or three torches were burning in the corners, and the flickering candlelight sparkled in Ivy's black eyes.

The deep blue sky shone through the transparent windows on both sides, and a corner of the moon appeared quietly, casting its white color on the dark floor tiles.

"Student Ivy?"

It was another familiar call. It must be in this room, Ivy was very sure.

She lifted the beige veil and pulled up the fallen shoulder strap.

But what caught my eye was a beautiful beige wedding dress.

White rose petals embellish the entire dress, making it look pure and beautiful.

The fabric on the chest is straight and the V-neck is not deep. From a distance it looks more like a wave.

The light green solid cloth strip is gathered at the waist and has two small bows tied on both sides.

The skirt was dragged on the ground for a long time, and it should be covered with a layer of steel crinoline inside so that the soft and delicate fabric would not puff up naturally.

The sleeves are blooming like flower buds, wrapped in layers of flowing gauze, as hazy as clouds.

The veil is a large piece of fabric with only a layer of translucent tulle.

The three-dimensional beige butterflies embellish the veil and the headband, floating in the air and looking vivid, as if they would fly away if touched for a second.

"Student Ivy?"

Ivy's eyes lit up and Joshua's head was just behind the wedding dress.

"Hey hey hey..."

The funny scene instantly made Ivy laugh. She burst into laughter and bent over with laughter.

"Ok?"

Joshua tilted his head in confusion and blinked several times before he realized that he had turned into a "bride".

His face flushed, and he nimbly got out from behind the wedding dress, his voice filled with obvious joy.

"It's great to see you, Ivy-san!"

Without any warning, Ivy hugged Joshua.

The back was as thin as a piece of white paper. Ivy rested her chin on Joshua's bony shoulders and smoothed her messy flaxen curly hair with her hands.

"Ivy... Ivy, I, I, I... I'm not..."

Joshua's face suddenly turned red, and he stood stiffly with his hands half raised in the air.

Ivy hugged him in silence for a long time, with a feeling of nostalgia for not seeing him for a long time and some apologies that were difficult to express.

Why is he so thin that even a breeze under the tree can pull him up on the spot...

Was it because of me who was unconscious? Ivy hugged me tighter.

I don't know how much time passed, so long that Joshua thought Ivy had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

"Student Ivy?"

Feeling the breath at her neck, Ivy finally loosened her arms.

"wrong!"

Ivy suddenly frowned and her hands moved slightly.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hugged you without your consent. I was wrong... Please don't hit me..."

Joshua quickly hugged his head and muttered a lot of nonsense.

"no!"

Ivy pulled down Joshua's tightly wrapped arms.

"Why are you back again? Isn't that stream the passage back to the real world?"

"Yes, I went back..."

"What do you mean by going back? It's very dangerous here!"

"You asked me to come...you wrote in the red book...to come and save you..."

"what?"

Ivy was surprised, she hadn't seen the red book for a long time.

Such a distant memory, Ivy paused, the last time she checked was probably about a month ago.

"You didn't let me go to McMillan Manor to rescue you, and you ended up falling into a trap and being unconscious for two weeks."

"I must take you out this time, and you wrote this: Please ask Joshua to come, I miss him very much..."

"Shut..."

Ivy rolled her eyes upward.

"Up..."

There is no way such a disgusting sentence could have been written by myself.

Joshua scratched the back of his head belatedly, with a blush under his eyes, looking like a shy little girl.

"So, Ivy-san, you..."

"So if we want to go out, where should we start looking?"

Ivy interrupted Joshua mercilessly.

Joshua looked out the window in panic, waved his hand and smiled apologetically at Ivy.

"Ooo ...

The sound of a horse neighing, like a bell on the bedside, rang into Ivy's heart.

The sound of horse hooves came on the moon, and Ivy's eyes widened the moment she saw it.