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

Lin Shuwan smoothed her unruly hair in front of the mirror, carefully washed her face, then frowned and tugged at her wrinkled dress with a look of disgust.

Unfortunately, there were no clean clothes to change into in the room, so I silently complained to myself that the landlord was both poor and unthoughtful before opening the door.

After becoming a vampire, his body became incredibly light, and his feet barely made a sound as he stepped on the wooden floor.

But as she stepped onto the stairs and was about to descend, Tronos, who had been looking down at his book, easily noticed her presence.

"woke up?"

He spoke, his tone cold and distant.

However, the warm sunlight shining on him unexpectedly neutralized that chill.

If you don't listen carefully, at first glance it sounds like a friendly greeting between longtime acquaintances.

Lin Shuwan responded and gracefully walked downstairs towards him, finally stopping in a spot where the sunlight could reach.

"Did you save me?"

His tone made it seem as if saving her was the greatest blessing he could ever hope for.

Tronos crossed his legs, closed the book and placed it on his lap, and nodded: "I suppose so."

Lin Shuwan glanced casually at the book in his hand—yellowed pages, a black cover with strange patterns drawn on it—but paid it no mind. She continued her question, her tone urgent and tinged with resentment:

"And what about Draven? Did you notify the guards to arrest him? He impersonated an earl and attempted murder. According to the law, he should be sawed off!"

During the Calathea dynasty, the honor of nobles was not to be violated.

If an ordinary citizen is impersonating someone else, once discovered, they will face the death penalty, and not just any ordinary death penalty.

To serve as a deterrent, during the torture, the prisoner would be hung upside down while the torturer slowly sawed downwards until he was cut in half.

In serious cases, the torturer might only saw up to the abdomen, leaving the prisoner hanging to prolong the torture.

The victim could only watch helplessly as his body was torn apart piece by piece, becoming more conscious with each passing pain, until he bled to death.

“A person like him deserves to be hanged and slowly die in agony,” Lin Shuwan added indignantly.

Tronos remained unmoved and said casually:

"If you're asking about the person who chased after you—oh no, to be precise, the vampire—then I regret to inform you that your wish is probably not going to come true. His count status is likely genuine, and I doubt any nobleman would dare to order his arrest."

"A vampire?!" Lin Shuwan had no intention of listening to what he was saying next, her voice almost cracking with astonishment, "He's a vampire!"

Tronos frowned, his slender fingers twisting the bridge of his nose hard as he suppressed his irritation: "That's right, and madam, you're a vampire now, so there's no need to be so surprised."

"What?! I've become a vampire too?!" Lin Shuwan's voice revealed a hint of joy.

Once again disturbed by her shrill voice, Tronos began to doubt whether his decision to keep her alive was a mistake.

Lin Shuwan's incessant chatter brought his irritation to its peak.

"Is it the legendary vampire who is immortal, possesses endless life, and has unparalleled beauty?"

"Isn't that the legendary existence? So it really exists!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, I can actually become a vampire."

"No wonder when I looked in the mirror just now, my skin looked several shades lighter and my face looked more refined. I thought it was because I slept well."

……

"Shut up!" Tronos's face suddenly darkened.

Lin Shuwan paused for a second, then shouted at Tronos with displeasure, "Even though you saved me, how can you be so rude to a lady? This is not the behavior of a gentleman at all..."

"Help... Let me go..."

Suddenly, an invisible hand grabbed Lin Shuwan's neck, and her body was slowly lifted up.

Even though vampires don't need to breathe, the feeling of having their necks in someone else's hands is still very unpleasant.

Tronos's eyes were dark and gloomy as he looked at Lin Shuwan, who was struggling desperately in mid-air, and his voice was chillingly cold: "Can you quiet down now?"

With her neck being choked, Lin Shuwan, unable to speak, could only blink frantically to indicate her agreement.

Tronos then put her down.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough, cough cough cough."

Lin Shuwan collapsed to the ground, rubbing her neck which had been pinched so hard. She glared at Tronos resentfully, but when his gaze fell on her, she quickly lowered her head timidly.

Tronos, too lazy to argue with her, said, "Now I'll ask you questions, and you answer them. Don't utter a single unnecessary word, understand?"

"Cough, I'll remember that, cough cough."

"How did you manage to force an embrace?"

"Forced, embrace? What does that mean?" Lin Shuwan stopped rubbing her neck, probably hearing the term for the first time, and looked at Tronos with a puzzled expression.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Shuwan instantly forgot his warning and started talking again, though this time her voice was much softer, still within Tronos's tolerance level:

"Are you asking why I became a vampire? Oh right, didn't Dravein want to drain me dry? Why is he suddenly being so kind and making me a vampire too? Or is it that he actually loves me and wants me to become a vampire so we can be together forever? But that doesn't make sense either; he definitely wanted to kill me..."

"never mind."

Maybe it's a coincidence.

When Lin Shuwan fell to his side, Tronos had already seen her past, and naturally he also saw the whole process of her transformation.

Just as she was about to be drained of blood and die, she suddenly bit the neck of the pureblood, and then the first embrace began.

There have been similar cases in the past; she was probably just "lucky".

But becoming a vampire isn't necessarily a good thing.

As for other minor details that were irrelevant to him, he didn't want to delve into them.

"How can you just leave it at that? Why do you only say half of what you mean..."

Tronos lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, and Lin Shuwan immediately stopped talking, silently complaining about his domineering and tyrannical behavior in her heart.

Even without mind reading, Tronos could easily tell what Lin Shuwan was thinking from her expression.

However, since she didn't say it aloud, he pretended not to hear it. After all, arguing with a fool can easily make you a fool too.

Why did you come here?

"Ah, what did you say?"

Lin Shuwan, who was inwardly cursing Tronos, looked at him awkwardly when she heard Tronos's voice again.

Perhaps remembering that the other person couldn't hear what she was saying in her heart, she became self-righteous again.

"Oh, you were just asking how I found my way here?"

Lin Shuwan tugged at the end of her hair, "Actually, I wasn't very clear-headed at the time. I just smelled a very fragrant scent, and my body came over on its own."

"And it's there now, it's emanating from you."

Lin Shuwan sniffed, "It smells so good."