My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

A red light flashed in Nirvana's eyes, and he clenched his fist with one hand, intending to deal with him.

The vampire immediately twisted its body and howled in pain.

At that moment, a dark figure swiftly freed him from Nirvana's grasp.

Whether Nirvana was unaware or did it intentionally, the vampire in his hand was easily snatched away by the newcomer.

"I think we vampires need not trouble you with our affairs!" A gentle yet unyielding voice rang out.

Vampires?!

Xing Nuan looked over and saw a blond, blue-eyed man who looked no different from an ordinary human standing not far away, holding in his hand the vampire he had snatched from Nie Fan.

Nirvana had already sensed the danger, and her eyes, which had turned red, returned to black in the blink of an eye, revealing a turbulent undercurrent. She glanced at him, smiled indifferently, and then aloofly withdrew her hand and walked away.

Xingnuan obediently followed.

Just as Nirvana brushed past the blond man, the vampire, which had gone berserk, went berserk and roared as it attacked him.

Nirvana reacted quickly, taking a small step to the side.

However, his actions inadvertently exposed Xingnuan behind him.

She certainly didn't possess the Demon King's agility, and unable to dodge in time, just as the breath of death was drawing near and the heavy stench of blood filled the air, the vampire's hand with its long fingernails touched Xing Nuan's cheek—

"boom!"

She opened her eyes, which she had instinctively closed as the chilling aura of death approached. There was nothing left in front of her except a blood-soaked vampire lying five meters away.

There was a hole in his abdomen, with black energy swirling around the wound. Despite the vampire's powerful self-healing ability, it couldn't do anything to the black energy. The wound wouldn't heal, and blood kept flowing out. The vampire, who couldn't move or die, was in great pain.

She glanced one last time at the convulsing, groaning "corpse" on the ground, then followed the Demon King, who had already walked far away.

In the alley, the blond man, still stunned by Nirvana's attack that was so fast it was completely invisible, slowly clenched his fists. His blood was almost frozen, and he was completely suppressed by the overwhelming pressure that had just hit him. Who was this child?

How could he possibly possess the aura to look down upon a vampire prince?

No! He... is stronger than His Highness the Prince...

After standing there for more than five minutes, the blond man stiffly walked toward the vampire who was barely clinging to life on the ground.

"...Robert Nofeller, you have violated one of the six commandments of vampires, 'The Seclusion,' and I, Bere Torid, hereby execute you on the orders of the vampire prince." The blond man coldly pronounced his death sentence, the familiar aura of death creeping into his most vulnerable spot.

"laugh!"

In the alley, a figure slithered through the darkness. The man crouched down and plunged his bare hand into another man's heart.

As his blood gushed forth, he rose and vanished into the long night with astonishing speed. The other man, however, was deathly pale, his mouth agape, his eyes filled with pain. His appearance was visibly aging, his skin was dehydrated and dry, and he looked horribly grotesque.

The next morning, as soon as the sun rises, he will automatically turn into a cup of dust and disappear from the world, without any need to dispose of his body.

On the other side, Xing Nuan was walking back to the hotel with the Demon King. Even if she was slow to realize, she knew that it was Nie Fan who had saved her.

"Thank you, Master," she said softly, though her expression remained impassive, her eyes conveying genuine gratitude.

"...Squat down."

She held her breath, her eyes wide as she watched the angelic, exquisitely beautiful face of the child gradually approaching her…?

"Master?" she heard her own trembling voice.

"Don't move." The childish voice held an unyielding tone that brooked no argument.

Xingnuan froze, squatting blankly in place.

His small hand touched her face, soft and comforting. Unlike the long, strong hands of an adult man during the day, his soft little hand evoked more care, especially a woman's maternal instincts.

Her eyes shone as she looked at the exquisite child in front of her, who was completely focused on the task at hand, forgetting that he was the Demon King.

“You’re injured…” Nirvana explained why he did this.

He had noticed Xing Nuan's gaze long ago. It seems he really is incredibly charming. What if his little housekeeper falls in love with him?

Given his little housekeeper's repressed nature, he's probably just hiding in his room and crying by himself.

Xingnuan was taken aback. It must have been a wound left by the vampire earlier. She instinctively touched her wound, where traces of blood were still visible, but the wound had miraculously healed. She must have been doing this thanks to the Demon King.

"Thank you, Demon King... Master." She quickly stopped herself, cold sweat dripping down her back. Even so, the man still caught the sharp pause in her words. Although he only glanced at her with a half-smile, Xing Nuan felt a chill run down her spine, her heart turning ice-cold...

She was wrong...

Back at the hotel, Niefan immediately began to enslave Xingnuan.

When she came out of the bathroom after running the bathwater, Niefan was already lying on the bed, looking as if he had been fast asleep for a long time.

She moved closer to him and whispered, "Master?"

The person on the bed did not react. His innocent and naive face was irresistible, making it hard to imagine that he was the most evil demon in legend.

Xingnuan reached out to him, wanting to wake Niefan.

Just as her fingertips touched his body, Niefan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes turning bloodshot and regaining their original color, bewitching and bloodthirsty.

Xing Nuan paused, withdrew her hand, and lowered her eyes, saying, "Master, the water is ready."

Nie Fan moved his body slightly, showing no abnormality. He glanced at Xing Nuan with a complicated expression, then got up and walked into the bathroom.

"Um……"

She returned to her room, cleared her mind for a while, and then went to bed early.

On the third day, the two of them truly began their vacation, visiting various tourist attractions, both familiar and unfamiliar. Xingnuan even went to the place where her parents and she used to live, but it had long since been replaced by high-rise buildings with the changing times, and everything, familiar and unfamiliar, had changed...

When Xingnuan woke up, she didn't know if it was because of the past few days of running around, or because she had seen too many bizarre things, or something else, but she actually slept until noon.

But the familiar, simple, old-fashioned home that came into view... When did she return to the castle? She clearly remembered being in City C just yesterday.

When Xingnuan went outside and saw the familiar European-style buildings, she realized that she had indeed returned to the castle, and that Niefan must have brought her back.

Xingnuan returned to her room. After reminiscing about the trip for a while, she felt relieved. Although it was only a few days, she had returned to her birthplace, witnessed the changes, and returned to her old home. She was already very content with that.

In the castle, as usual, Xingnuan continued to serve Niefan every day. Sometimes, he would be summoned by the Summoner at night and would go out for the whole night.

Xingnuan and his trip only exist in their memories.

Just as life was gradually settling down, the castle in the darkness welcomed long-awaited guests.

"Lord Nevan, Prince Nogas Vantor of the vampire clan cordially invites you to his castle to attend a banquet hosted by the vampire clan in order to thank you for helping the vampire clan eliminate a transgressor last time." A man with a baby face, but eyes that were deep and unfathomable for his age, spoke coldly, his words exuding an aura of death as his entire being.

Xingnuan silently observed, realizing that one couldn't judge a vampire's age by appearance alone.

“Alice!” Nevan called out.

"Yes, Master." She snapped out of her thoughts and quickly stepped forward to obey the orders.

“I have accepted the invitation and will pay my respects when the time comes,” Nirvana replied, seated in the seat of honor.

The baby-faced vampire couldn't discern any meaning in his tone, so he slightly raised his head to examine Nie Fan, only to unfortunately meet his strange and unfathomable red eyes.

Even his usually strong willpower faltered for a moment.

He immediately lowered his head, no longer daring to probe his thoughts.

As His Highness the Prince had said, Nirvana was indeed cursed, turning into a child at night. However, his strength was not to be underestimated; he lived up to his title of Great Demon King. Perhaps only His Highness the Prince among the vampires could fight him.

Xingnuan stepped forward to accept the invitation, and the baby-faced vampire said goodbye before transforming into a small bat and flying away into the night.

She didn't show it on her face, but inwardly she was amazed by this incredible scene.

"Master." Xing Nuan stepped forward and handed the deep red invitation card, the color of dried blood, to Nie Fan.

He took it, held it in his hand, and the mocking smile reappeared on his lips.

"Alice, get ready, we'll be leaving first thing tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Master."

Although Xingnuan didn't understand why the vampire prince would categorize something in the real world that Niefan shouldn't have interfered with as a matter of gratitude and even invite him to a banquet.

To put it more bluntly, Nirvana interfered in his family affairs, yet he was actually grateful to him, which was truly bizarre.

Furthermore, she could tell from the baby-faced vampire's subtle scrutiny that the vampire prince must have something in mind, though she couldn't possibly guess his purpose.

The next day, Xing Nuan waited early at Nie Fan's room door. As he requested, she did not take out the thin red dress that she had kept hidden away but which Nie Fan had eventually bought. Instead, she changed into her familiar black and white suit, claiming that she was just his housekeeper and did not need to attend any banquets. She only needed to stay by his side and not embarrass him.

So why bring her along?

Xingnuan silently complained in her heart, but on the surface she still looked obedient.

Looking at Nie Fan walking out of the room, she couldn't help but be lost in thought. He was dressed in familiar black, his fine black hair had grown a little longer, covering his red eyes. His mixed-race features had the mystery of the East and the profundity of the West.

His signature mocking smile made it impossible to discern his true thoughts.

"lets go."