Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack, A Guide to Cunning Strat

“Dear Aurora, welcome to my world.” Draven got out of the car first and opened the door for the girl.

The young girl lifted her skirt, took Draven's hand lightly, and gracefully and elegantly stepped down from the carriage with her delicate toes.

Then he looked up and surveyed the ancient castle in front of him.

The city walls, built of black stone, bear the marks of time, with fine, twisted cracks and a thick, slippery moss covering them.

The spire soars high, its sharp point resembling a sword poised to pierce the clouds at any moment.

Iron bars and sharp spikes woven into a cage encased the transparent windows, completely blocking out the light.

Despite standing under the blazing sun, a chilling aura seeped in from every inch of my body, making me feel eerily cold.

The girl subconsciously pursed her lips in disgust, and even her previously lifeless eyes seemed to clear for a moment.

Before she could even ponder why she had agreed to come here, Draven's voice rang out again: "My beloved Aurora, do you like it here?"

The girl subconsciously looked at Dreven, who was standing beside her holding a large black umbrella. When she met his scarlet eyes, her gaze became dull and lifeless again. She even changed her words of disdain and mechanically and stiffly replied, "I like it."

"If you like it, then stay here forever, okay?"

His voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, or like a demon whispering in your ear:

"Stay."

"Stay."

……

"Okay." The girl nodded at his voice, then closed her eyes and fainted.

"Since you've agreed, you can't go back on your word."

Draven snapped his fingers, and a swarm of bats appeared out of nowhere, catching the unconscious girl who was about to collapse and carrying her into the castle.

……

As dusk settled, the low-hanging sun struggled to cast its last rays upon the earth before reluctantly being obscured by thick clouds.

The already dimly lit castle blended completely into the night. The moonlight was silent and still, yet it seemed as if the howls of ghosts echoed around it.

In the castle's attic, the girl slowly opened her eyes. Her confused mind, weak limbs, and the unfamiliar, dimly lit room left her momentarily bewildered.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Da, da, da, da."

"Clap."

The door was opened.

The girl sat up, clutching the blanket, her body unconsciously pressed against the wall. Only when she saw the man standing in the doorway did she relax slightly.

But feeling the unfamiliar fabric and style of her clothes, the girl gripped them tighter, her voice tinged with panic:

"Draven, where am I? Who helped me change my clothes? And how did I suddenly fall asleep?"

“My dear Aurora, none of that matters.” Draven admired the girl’s expression, his voice languid. “Do you remember what you promised me?”

"What did you promise?" The girl murmured, her eyes glazed over, upon hearing his voice.

Fragmented memories flashed through her mind until she saw the scene before she lost consciousness, and finally remembered what she had promised.

She frowned and asked hesitantly, "Stay here?"

But that didn't seem like her answer.

Moreover, seeing the castle's exterior, its dilapidated and decaying appearance made her doubt Earl Draven's identity, making it even less likely that she would agree to be with him.

Before the girl could refuse, Draven had already lost patience: "Bingo, you got it right. As a reward for getting it right, everything that follows will take place while you are sober."

Draven, who had been leaning against the door, straightened up and walked towards the girl with a cheerful expression.

“Wait, Draven, what’s going on? Before that, could you turn on the lights? It’s so dark…”

In the pitch-black room, the man's crimson eyes were exceptionally clear, yet they exuded an eeriness.

A sense of foreboding crept into the girl's mind, and she leaned back in fear, but there was nowhere left to retreat.

The girl's voice trembled: "Don't come any closer, Draven, what are you trying to do?"

“My dear Aurora, you promised to stay here forever, and I’m helping you fulfill that promise.” Draven walked to the bedside, two sinister, pale white fangs suddenly appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, I haven't shown you my rose garden yet, have I? It's okay, you'll see it soon."

"Enjoy your meal!"

"Don't come any closer!" The girl frantically threw her pillow at Draven, trying to stop his advance, but before she could even leave the bed, he tackled her to the ground.

"Help, someone help me!"

"what--"

The girl's body was pinned down, and then sharp teeth were pressed against her neck. A sharp pain shot through her as her carotid artery was suddenly pierced, and blood that she hadn't had time to swallow sprayed onto both of their faces.

The teeth embedded in the neck caused a strange itching, accompanied by continuous blood loss.

It was both cold and hot.

To fall, to drown.

Her vision began to blur, the girl's struggles subsided, and she closed her eyes completely.

The next second, the girl opened her eyes again.

Qi Qi's distraught voice came through: "Aaaaah, how did we get to this point in time?"

Oh no, oh no, what should I do? Let me think of something.

This situation is rather embarrassing.

The rapid and intense feeling of blood loss made Lin Shuwan, who had just entered this body, instantly extremely weak, but she still comforted herself: (Don't worry, let's see what tools we have.)

【found it! 】

[Ding! You have purchased "Forced Conversion".]

[Points deducted:]

[Remaining Points:]

The next instant, Draven, who was sucking blood, was controlled by an inexplicable force and released his mouth.

【While we're at it, let's bite him!】

At the same time, Lin Shuwan suddenly gained strength and bit down hard on Draven's neck.

"How could this happen! I won't allow it!" Draven tried to struggle, but his body wouldn't move. "Damn it, I'll kill you!"

Qi Qi then explained to Lin Shuwan: "[Wanwan, the original owner lost too much blood and is still losing blood. We can't afford the high-level blood in the system shop, and the offensive and defensive items available can't kill him directly. In desperation, I had no choice but to use the 'Forced Transformation' item.]"

[It can be used passively as long as there is a pure-blooded vampire nearby.]

However, the process of transforming into a vampire is very painful, taking about half an hour, and there will be a period of weakness afterward.

[And now that you've offended this vampire, we need to figure out a way before the transformation ends.]

In fact, even without Qi Qi's reminder, Lin Shuwan had already experienced the pain of transformation.

As soon as the blood went down into the abdomen, heat surged up.

My throat felt tight and dry, making it impossible to speak. My whole body felt like it was being immersed in magma, burning and painful.

Where blood flows, bones are shattered and reassembled, and even the soul seems to be torn apart and glued back together.

Lin Shuwan, forcing herself to stay conscious, said: (Send me the plot first.)