My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

The old man looked at Xing Nuan and slowly spoke, his voice long and gentle: "Nuan, my child, you have done very well."

Xingnuan kept her head down and didn't say anything.

“Now that Nirvana is not in the castle and his magic is suppressed, we have a better chance of success…”

The old man's convincing voice rang out, unconsciously making people want to do what he said.

Xingnuan composed herself and continued listening.

"Now all you need to do is put that thing inside him, child..." After saying this, the old man's figure became somewhat ethereal.

"Child, it's too far here, I have to go. Everything is in your hands..." The old man's phantom gradually disappeared.

“Yes…” she replied. The old man then gave a satisfied and kind smile and disappeared completely, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

On the other side of the large bed, a small child lay on the huge bed. Strangely, he did not appear to be very small. He had one hand under his head and the other hand covering his scarlet eyes, from which tiny red lights peeked out. The smile on his lips was eerie and chilling.

Xingnuan looked at the gem that had suddenly appeared on the bed, radiating a holy white light. There was a groove in the middle of it, in which a water droplet was gathered, seemingly alive, flowing quietly.

She placed the gemstone in her palm, gently rubbing it with her fingers. It felt warm and smooth to the touch, strangely reassuring. She thought that this must be the holy power bestowed by the so-called "god" that the old man who had just appeared had instilled in the original owner of the gemstone from childhood.

Her memories gradually faded. Her parents died in an accident, and the little Eastern girl was sent to an orphanage. A kind priest adopted her, saying she was a child chosen by "God," and then took her across the ocean back to the Vatican, where she lived for fifteen years.

The old man just now was Father Moral, who adopted the original owner back then. Xing Nuan received the original owner's memories and also learned the reason why she came to Nie Fan's side as a housekeeper this time.

The Vatican, where the priests worked, firmly believed that they were messengers sent by "God," and that all evil forces should be expelled.

As for why she chose the original owner to approach Nirvana, it was because she was just an ordinary human and posed no threat to the Demon King, so he wouldn't discover her.

However, the Papacy was not a simple place. Although their starting point was based on eliminating evil, their purpose was not pure at all.

Father Moral wanted to capture Nevan and transfer his powerful energy to himself, all of which the original owner was unaware of.

Now, Star Warmth's arrival will not allow these things to happen.

After carefully storing the "holy stone" that Father Moral had mentioned would weaken Nirvana, Xing Nuan lay down on the large bed, cleared her mind, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When Xingnuan woke up groggily, her mind not yet fully clear, her body instinctively and sensitively sensed the approach of an unfamiliar presence.

Just as that breath reached her most vulnerable neck, she suddenly opened her eyes and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

Facing the magnified handsome face before her, her eyes widened, gradually regaining their clarity, and then returning to calm.

"Owner."

When Nirvana saw that she had woken up and heard her unresponsive, still flat voice, he felt bored and was about to leave when he discovered something extraordinary.

His little housekeeper actually blushed. Although she still looked expressionless, the blush on her face was real, and her bright red ears and obviously faster heartbeat couldn't fool him.

The Demon King was immediately filled with confidence in his charm.

“Darling, just call me Niefan when we’re out.” He leaned down and whispered in her ear, his voice tender and irresistible.

Seeing his little housekeeper's face become even rosier, Vannie nodded in satisfaction: "Get ready to go out."

After saying that, he left the room in a gentlemanly manner.

After he left, the blush on Xingnuan's face gradually faded. She had only been in contact with clergy from the Holy See since she was a child, and being a woman of few words, she had never interacted with other men. Facing a man like Niefan, whose appearance and inner qualities were amazing, it was inevitable that she would blush and her heart would race, but nothing else.

When Xingnuan came out after changing into the conservative, old-fashioned butler uniform she had worn the day before, Niefan was having a meal, his slow and deliberate movements exuding a noble and elegant aristocratic air.

Even though the Demon King could survive without eating, he never missed a single meal; he was enjoying life to the fullest.

Upon seeing her come out, he made no attempt to conceal his gaze as he scrutinized her, frowning and shaking his head.

"Let's go." He put down his knife and fork, elegantly wiped his mouth, and got up to walk towards the door.

Xingnuan looked at the sumptuous breakfast in front of her. Niefan only took a small bite, and it seemed she wouldn't have a chance to eat most of the rest. She touched her empty stomach after waking up in the morning and looked at the man walking gracefully in front of her, thinking.

As I stepped off the elevator and passed the receptionist, she stared at Nie Fan with a dazed look, seemingly oblivious to how the little boy who had walked into the hotel yesterday had transformed into such a tall and alluring man.

Nirvana ignored the women's gazes; he seemed to be used to being the center of attention and was quite nonchalant about it.

Xing Nuan couldn't help but feel a little intimidated when she looked at the grand and magnificent clothing store in front of her. After all, she had grown up in the Holy See and was a "country bumpkin" who hadn't seen much of the world. To put it nicely, she was simple, unpretentious, and untouched by the world's glitz and glamour.

"Aren't you coming?" A familiar sense of danger and chill washed over her, and Xing Nuan, having recovered, forced herself to keep up with Nie Fan's pace.

Although Nie Fan's clothes were somewhat old-fashioned, his aura was different from that of ordinary people. Every saleswoman in the clothing store was a shrewd person. Seeing his handsome mixed-race features and his superior aura, she realized that he was extraordinary and immediately greeted him with a smile. As for Xing Nuan, who had a very low presence behind the Demon King, she was completely ignored.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" The saleswoman asked Nie Fan with a radiant smile and her most beautiful demeanor.

Nirvana responded by lowering his head slightly to look at her, his smile mysterious and alluring, his eyes, which had long since transformed into black, shimmering with a dazzling brilliance.

The saleswoman's expression instantly became infatuated, and her gaze towards him became even more intense.

Fifteen minutes later, Xing Nuan sat upright on the leather sofa in the clothing store, waiting for the man in the fitting room to come out. Ignoring the several sales assistants who looked at her with disdain, she remained motionless.

"Wow!"

Xingnuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw Nie Fan wearing a striped suit. His shirt, which was not tied with a tie, revealed a small part of his alluring collarbone. He had a noble and charming temperament and stood there quietly, exuding the aura of a superior.

Nie Fan casually picked out a tie, and with a wave of his hand, Xing Nuan got up and came to his side, skillfully helping him button up his inner shirt and then tie the tie properly.

This move left the women in the store feeling a mixture of surprise and envy.

He seemed quite at ease, enjoying the service of his personal butler and admiring the man in the mirror whose sophistication had increased considerably.

The Demon King has always been very confident in his appearance.

"You, change her clothes too!" Nie Fan ordered, pointing at a saleswoman. His arrogant and domineering attitude made it impossible for anyone to refuse.

Xingnuan was puzzled and was about to refuse, but under Nie Fan's gloomy gaze, she silently accepted the arrangement.

When the sales assistant handed her a little red dress that looked exquisitely tailored and made of light and soft fabric, Xingnuan refused.

"Change them!" Nirvana said calmly.

“But, Lord… Nirvana…” Xingnuan changed her form of address under his slightly narrowed gaze, which was full of tenderness but sent chills down his spine.

"Change it on." The response was noncommittal.

Sigh, Xingnuan took the little red dress and walked into the fitting room.

Five minutes later, she awkwardly appeared in everyone's sight, her skirt barely reaching her knees.

A hint of amazement flashed in the saleswoman's eyes. She never expected that the seemingly dull and rigid woman would look like a completely different person after changing her clothes.

The short-sleeved, off-the-shoulder red dress perfectly accentuated her beautiful curves, exposing her porcelain-white skin, which she usually concealed under long sleeves and trousers, to the air. Her petite figure and "expressionless" demeanor instantly transformed her into an ice queen.

Nirvana stepped forward and gently stroked her bangs with his fingers, revealing a pair of dark and bright eyes that looked even more lively.

Nirvana laughed, but the smile at the corner of his mouth turned into a mocking curve.

After finally getting their new outfits, the two walked out of the clothing store.

Xingnuan still didn't change into that red dress, but this time it wasn't because she didn't want to, but because of Niefan.

Although her two-piece black and white business suit wasn't as stunning as the little red dress, it still accentuated her perfect figure and was at least much better than the butler's outfit she wore at the beginning.

When it came time to pay, Xingnuan thought he was going to use his magic to bewitch the sales assistant again, but instead he took out a black card that appeared out of nowhere and paid the bill.

As expected, the Demon King is not short of money, Xingnuan concluded.

On the street, Nie Fan still managed to attract everyone's attention, while Xing Nuan walked beside him and became a mere backdrop, receiving the baptism of people's gazes.

During the meal, she was already hungry from the morning, and when she saw the sumptuous feast, she barely managed to control her eating habits. However, she was mercilessly mocked by the Demon King, and after getting rid of a few tactless flirts, the lunch ended.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Nie Fan beside Xing Nuan slowly shrank, his suit changing with his body, transforming into a mature young gentleman before her.

Just as the two were about to leave the secluded alley, they heard a strange "creaking" sound coming from around the corner, which was especially eerie under the cover of night.

Xingnuan took a step forward in confusion, but Niefan grabbed her sleeve and gestured for her to come behind him.

Knowing that there was danger, she obediently hid behind him.

Just as Xing Nuan had regained her footing, a tall, slender figure suddenly appeared from around the corner, moving with astonishing speed as he attacked the two of them.

Nirvana's dark eyes flashed red, exuding overwhelming power. With a wave of his hand in the void, he subdued the figure, rendering it immobile on the ground.

Just then, the moon emerged from the clouds, shining into the dim alley. A man with bloodthirsty red eyes, blood at the corners of his mouth, and two unusually long and sharp fangs appeared before her eyes.

"This is... a vampire?"