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Alina's lips trembled slightly.

Huh?

What were my goals back then?

What was I supposed to do back then?

The questions that suddenly arose were like ghosts haunting my mind, bursting out of the box of memories and churning in my chaotic mind.

"What...what was I trying to do back then?"

Alina unconsciously read it aloud. Looking at the photo on the table, she felt a kind of anxiety, as if she remembered something but couldn't quite recall it because of a barrier between them.

It was as if glue had been used to seal her brain, binding together things that should have been clear and organized, and mixing up memories that shouldn't have been confused.

This made her suddenly want to pull her head out of her skull, tear open the murky flesh, and see what she had left inside.

"pat"

The crisp sound snapped her out of her daze.

She saw a few drops of blood on the table, and instinctively touched the area below her nose, finding it warm.

My nose is bleeding... Why?

In a daze, she noticed the small box on the desk again.

Those were the items Alex had just handed her; they were the things she had lost.

Lost items?

Strange, what have I lost?

For some reason, as Alina looked at the box, a strange fear suddenly rose in her heart.

Her heart, which had finally calmed down, began to pound violently again, each beat like a hammer pounding against her chest.

Her throat was a little dry, and she reached out with trembling hands. Finally, she managed to grasp the top of the small box and open it.

Inside, there was a hairpin inlaid with a deep blue gemstone.

The next instant, a flood of dark red images rushed into her mind like a tidal wave.

She saw herself holding a hairpin, stabbing it again and again into the chest of the lifeless old woman on the bed.

In my field of vision, everything was stained red with blood.

The bedding, the clothes, and the white hair that the Queen had once meticulously groomed.

She heard hysterical screams in her ears, filled with boundless hatred, madness, and the exhilarating and brutal release of everything.

But none of these are the scariest things...

The most terrifying thing was that the shout was her voice.

"Die! Die!!! You damned human!!!"

"Do you really think I'll forget everything?!"

"You executioner!!! You butcher!!! You despicable thing!!!"

"I've been waiting for this day!!! I want you, and everything in this country, to go to hell!!!"

"I want to avenge my mother!!!"

Chapter 157 The Earl's Wrath

A moment later, Crown Prince Alex, who was leaning against the wall, watched his cousin slowly walk out of the room.

Those deep blue eyes were no longer clear; only coldness and ferocity remained.

"It seems you've remembered. So, have you made up your mind, Miss Alina?"

Alex laughed.

He hadn't actually gone far at all, as if he had expected it, and was quietly waiting for this moment in the corridor.

Upon hearing Alex's voice, Elena turned her chilling gaze to him, her tone icy, "Lead the way, human."

……

At the same time, in the Queen's bedroom.

Suddenly, the fluffy little chubby cat poked its head out from Ye Xiao's collar, lay down on his shoulder, and whispered, "Something's not right, Ye Xiao. I smell a familiar scent. It's from the same source as me."

Same origin?

Ye Xiao was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized, "Demon God??"

"what?"

Ford, who was observing the Queen's bed from the side, turned his head when he heard the noise.

"It seems there are some troublesome enemies."

Ye Xiao explained, then looked at the cat, "Can you smell which one it is?"

Are you talking to the cat?

Ford asked in surprise.

"Indeed, she is very perceptive."

Greta slapped Ye Xiao on the forehead with her paw. "There's a smell that really bothers me. It should be 'anger'... but it's very faint. I can't rule out the possibility that it's from one of her followers."

"This cat can actually talk back to you??"

Ford realized this belatedly.

"Indeed, but I think we might have to retreat..."

Before Ye Xiao could finish speaking, a loud bang suddenly sounded beside him.

"Snapped!"

In an instant, the glass windows of the entire bedroom shattered into countless sharp fragments, transforming into a storm that swept towards Ye Xiao and his companion.

Ye Xiao reacted almost instantly, pulled out his staff from his back, and slammed it into the ground.

An orange-yellow magic circle opened in an instant, enveloping the two of them in a shield imbued with earth elemental magic.

Countless shards of glass struck the protective shield with a series of clanging sounds, but before Ye Xiao could recover, several sharp cones formed of congealed blood suddenly rose from beneath his feet, shattering the floor and piercing his body at the same time.

Blood-stained spikes covered almost half of the bedroom floor. At the last second, Ye Xiao leaped up from a nearby cabinet to avoid the spikes and threw his staff at Ford in mid-air.

Before Ford could figure out what was going on, he was suddenly enveloped by a burst of wind from his staff, which slammed him and the staff through the bedroom door, sending him flying into the hallway where he barely avoided a pile of spikes.

However, this switch in spells made it impossible for the earth elemental shield to be maintained, and Ye Xiao, who was in mid-air, immediately became a sitting duck.

A crimson torrent surged into the room from outside the shattered window, and the blood-red light, carrying an aura of destruction, blasted Ye Xiao's body into a pile of ruins.

"Cough...cough..."

A cloud of dust filled the air as Detective Ford, using the corridor wall for support, rose from the floor. His gaze traveled through the doorway to the night sky beyond the broken wall of the bedroom, where a ghostly figure, resembling a giant bat, spread its wings in the moonlight and falling snow, and descended into the room.

"Sheringford. You really couldn't resist your damned idleness and had to come and explore the palace."

The newcomer was none other than Count Valentine, a sinister smile spreading across his pale face.

"He even brought a mage guard with him. What a pathetic insect, unaware that he is already a dead man."

"However, I must admit, Sherlinford, you are not like those insects. The trouble you have caused me is extraordinary."

"But this detective game ends here. This... will be your burial ground!!!"

"Heh, someone like you, who has been plotting this for so many years, doesn't seem like the type to act recklessly just to kill me."

However, Ford remained calm and unhurried in the face of the oppressive aura emanating from the high-ranking vampire.

"What are you plotting, or what are you looking for? The Heart of the Blood Crown? I've heard legends about the resurgence of the vampire queen, but there aren't many signs that Her Majesty's belongings have been disturbed."

"So I think you didn't find it, or maybe you weren't even here for this? Because you seem more like bait to attract attention. Oh, let me guess, though it's unlikely, perhaps you're actually looking for some kind of substitute?"

"Shut up!!!"

Valentine immediately interrupted Ford with a roar.

He couldn't stand Ford's sharp, eagle-like gaze. How could a mere, insignificant human being dare to presume to know his inner thoughts!

He raised his palm and opened it towards Ford in the void. Just as he was about to cast an invisible gravity spell, a sharp blade of light suddenly shot out from the side.

"Swish"

In the blink of an eye, Valentine's outstretched arm flew out like a severed bamboo stalk, spraying blood, causing him to immediately turn his hateful gaze to the broken rocks beside him.

Ye Xiao's figure suddenly burst out like a black lightning bolt, leaping into the air towards Valentine, who was hovering in mid-air with his wings spread.

With a flash of cold light, in the blink of an eye, Ye Xiao's long sword in his right hand severed the vampire count's body in half at the waist.

However, Valentine, whose upper and lower body were separated, did not panic. Instead, he transformed his left hand into a blood claw, grabbed Ye Xiao's blade, pulled him close, and opened his fanged mouth to bite Ye Xiao's neck.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Xiaoteng's left hand clench into a fist and punch towards his face, a cruel look quickly followed by a hint of mockery.

Foolish! Do you really think that a mere mortal body can harm my noble bloodline?

Wait a minute? What is that...?

"boom"

The next second, a powerful punch slammed into Valentine's pale face, slamming his head and upper body into the crumbling floor like a ball.

But these physical impacts were not so important; what pained Valentine was the three smoldering bloodstains on his face.

"Haha, it actually works! The player forum still has some substance."

Wearing a tricorn hat, Ye Xiao used the recoil to land on the corridor floor, blocking Ford's path. He looked down at Valentine, who was scrambling to his feet below the shattered building, and smirked. "Who did you just say was the insect?"

"Damn it...humans!!!"

Valentine gritted his teeth, only then noticing that Ye Xiao's tightly clenched left fist actually had three silver coins stuck between his fingers.

That was the thing that gave his handsome face three stripes.

As he gasped for breath, Valentine's lower body and severed arm melted into blood that rapidly converged on him, quickly reforming into a perfectly intact body, except for the bloodstains on his face, which could not be healed for a while.

"How dare you injure my face, you insignificant, lowly insect! I'll make you pay for this!!!"

"Oh?"

Ye Xiao made a clenching motion in the air with his left hand, and the staff that had landed beside Ford flew back into his palm. Then, a dashing smile appeared on his lips. "I think you might not understand. Actually, you are the challenger."

Chapter 158 The Night of the Moonrise

"Ugh, that sounds a bit ominous. Let me think about it some more..."

Ye Xiao suddenly clicked her tongue in amazement.

"Die!!!"

However, Valentine had no time to wait for Ye Xiao to come up with new lines. His right hand, which had been restored to its original state, immediately transformed into a blood claw and pounced on him.

Ye Xiao's nonchalant gaze suddenly turned sharp, and with a flick of his left hand, three silver coins flew out from between his staff and palm, heading straight for Valentine's eyes.

Valentine roared and slammed the silver coin away, but in that instant, Ye Xiao, who should have been right in front of him, vanished without a trace.

He didn't notice that there was an inconspicuous throwing knife hidden among the three silver coins. In the instant that he swatted them all behind him, Ye Xiao's figure, holding a long knife, flashed next to the throwing knife.

The sound of wind breaking overhead made Valentine realize something was wrong. He hurriedly turned to dodge, but Ye Xiao still managed to stab him hard in the abdomen.

"Damn it!... Huh?"

Valentine realized something was wrong, but then he saw the knife in Ye Xiao's hand and suddenly realized—it wasn't made of silver, so it couldn't hurt a high-ranking vampire like him at all!

"Fool! You think this ordinary iron can hurt me!"

Valentine immediately lunged forward to meet the blade, his claws reaching for Ye Xiao's chest.

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow and immediately leaned back to avoid the fatal claw that grazed his chest. He then delivered a high kick with his right leg to Valentine's neck.

Although the kick was powerful enough, it didn't cause much damage to the vampire, but it disrupted Valentine's balance, causing the two of them to fall headfirst to the ground in mid-air.

Taking advantage of the instant his body flipped over, Ye Xiao immediately kicked Valentine in the chest, sending the clawing opponent flying off the knife tip and creating distance.

Valentine was kicked around like a ball. After flapping his wings in the air to turn around and regain his balance, he was furious and roared as he conjured two scarlet orbs in his hands.