321.Chapter 315 – Moonchild’s Pre-dinner Wine

Chapter 315 – The Moon’s Son’s Pre-dinner Wine

–Such an ugly and barbaric banquet.

Tetsujin watched it all with cold eyes, even though now she herself would be a dish at the banquet.

If her blood demon still followed her, she would kill every vampire who stared at her with disgusting eyes. She was particularly adept at squeezing the blood out of the living – perhaps giving these weak, cannibalistic beasts the delightful sensation that they themselves would turn out to bleed the same liquid.

But for now, there was patience to be had.

Unlike the regular Transcendents, she’d been to the Crescent Moon Ceremony many times. That was the case from the time Tetsujin was still a Demon Scholar, and with ample experience and reserves of strength, of course the second path would involve participating in the Crescent Moon Ceremony as well.

Unlike those full-moon ceremonies that required hiding identities and playing roles as if they were playing house, new moon ceremonies had the simplest solution – more than ninety-five percent of new moon ceremonies, as long as you killed everyone you could you were sure to get a huge advantage, and even an outright victory wasn’t out of the question.

This time, it was the rarer fully restricted type of ritual – that is, physical quality, mana pool, spell-casting resources, and space to move were all restricted. Whether it was Transcendents who excelled in melee combat, mages and summoners, as well as those stalkers, ritualists, and hunters it was difficult for them to utilize their full strength.

Then the professions with the greatest advantage were of course those that relied purely on external objects. For example, alchemists and magicians, or writers and chanters.

–Fortunately, there was an alchemist in their team.

And she had made spell-casting props before – considering that the Crescent Moon Ceremony was often in a state of bondage or mobility when entering the arena, equipment that wasn’t easy to carry could easily be confiscated, and potentially cause trouble for herself.

So her spell-casting props were two artificial clavicles that she had asked the necromancer to implant into her body.

If there were people with perspective, they would be able to see that her collarbones were dark gold in color and had complex runes on them. These were actually her two staffs – by relying on them, she would be able to cast spells at a much lower cost.

So what if the mana pool was limited?

If she was restricted, then everyone else must be too.

Everyone was restricted, so it was more than equipment.

-By equipment then of course they weren’t afraid, there was an alchemist in their team.

Alchemists were just born fully equipped in this kind of ceremony.

Although the second energy level to the third energy level of this stage, in front of this more than a hundred children of the moon may not be much stronger that is …… but at least kill the other promoters is still no problem.

Not to mention, Mr. “Ban” also has a huge home field advantage ……

…… So, bear with it. I’m not sure how much I’m going to be able to do to help you.

At the moment, wearing a head of slightly curly silver hair, wearing a gorgeous pink and white dress like a princess dress, Miss 7, face stiffly sitting on the lap of an old man who looks to be fifty or sixty years old.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart? Having a bad day?”

Count Alonso inquired with concern, greedily licking her long and white neck.

“Lord Count ……”

No. 7 responded to the other party with a slightly trembling voice, “I just didn’t sleep well ……”

Her heart’s killing intent swelled infinitely – in the past, it was always herself who drew other people’s blood, and today it was her turn to be bitten by a mosquito!
I’ll kill you sooner or later, old undead!

If I can’t kill you here, I’ll go out and dig up your grave!
The ashes are given to you to raise!
But just then, Tetsujin suddenly felt a moment of disorientation.

A strange feeling flooded from the bottom of his heart.

She suddenly sensed that Count Asolon had become amiable.

She wanted to do something for him-anything, as long as it made him happy. She seemed to be able to grant anything easily if he asked for it.

“I love you so much, sweetheart.”

Earl whispered.

He reached out and poured the scarlet wine that filled the glass bottle on the table into the white ceramic bowl.

Those were not the blood from the blood slaves, but the blood squeezed from the humans who were kept as livestock.

The slaves that could be bought or snatched by the Children of the Moon were all of the type that had a special blood aroma. But there were also some of them who weren’t obedient enough – or simply because they weren’t young and beautiful enough to become blood slaves. They were held captive to extract blood, which was preserved and kept fresh for a period of time with blood spells. It is labeled on top, like a bottle of fine wine. In an age where glass bottles were usually more expensive as alchemical implements, there were times when a beautiful bottle could cost more than a person.

This is the “aperitif” of the Children of the Moon.

He reached out and dipped his hand into the ceramic bowl of blood, put it in his mouth and sipped it, commenting, “It is said that this is extracted from a child – it seems that even children are no longer pure these days. The Empire is truly becoming corrupt.”

He reached out and dipped his finger in the blood once again, placing it in No. 7’s mouth. Watching her suck on her finger as intently as if she were sucking on a lollipop, the blood flowed down the corners of her mouth. Only then did Count Alonso laugh out in satisfaction.

Like holding a doll or a pet dog, he kissed the side of the girl’s face. Then he revealed his sharp teeth and stabbed into the neck.

Ivars witnessed this with his own eyes.

The place where she was at the moment was only a dozen meters away from here.

She had also changed out of that simple white nightgown, and had instead changed into an expensive moon white silk gown.

A young woman who looked to be about twenty or thirty years old held her in her arms, her arms wrapped around her waist. The long dress outlined her body as it was tightened by an external force.

“What is my great lady …… looking at?”

Her husky and magnetic voice inexplicably reminded Aiwas of a shadow demon, “You’re in on it.”

Miss Bayard was a dark-haired, blue-eyed woman with long, straight hair on the hard side that fell to her waist.

She had an awe-inspiring aura about her, and her hairstyle, hair color, and skin tone were all very similar to the little girl that Aiwas was playing at the moment – despite not being able to see her own appearance at the moment, she intuitively felt …… that perhaps the two would look similar as well.

Aiwas suddenly felt a piercing coldness at the nape of her neck.

It was the metal frames worn by Ms. Bayard pressing against Aiwas’s neck.

She subconsciously raised her head, trying to avoid the glasses. However, because of this action of actively exposing her neck, Miss Bayard’s breathing became a little ragged.

She had wanted to bite down – but she held back at the last moment.

She stuck out her tongue and licked Ivars neck. The special secretion flowed quickly down the skin and into the veins, and Aiwas’s mind began to gush.

–Ivars knew that this was the moon child’s mesmerizing kiss. Before these vampires hunted, they would anesthetize their prey by biting, licking, kissing or otherwise exchanging bodily fluids.

The anesthetized prey’s mind becomes muddled and sluggish, unwilling to believe that what the other is saying is a lie – not that they can’t see through the other’s intentions, but that they’d rather believe the other even if they can tell the difference on a logical level, but on an emotional level as well. It can make the most wary drop their resistance and bare their necks. It can also make people voluntarily invite vampires into their homes, removing on their own the protective items that can harm them, or protect them.

Likewise, if these Children of the Moon wish to obtain any money or jewelry, they will be generously obliged by the other during this time. It is as if their best friend is willing to ask for something, and even if they give it to them, they will be happy – happy that they are finally able to do them a favor.

This is because the fangs of the Moon Child are actually quite fragile.

As their blood-sucking organs, their fangs were hollow. Therefore struggling while being sucked for blood would easily hurt the other party …… even if it was just subconscious resistance. That is why they will definitely use the mesmerizing kiss first to disarm the resistance of the blood sucked.

Every time they were sucked for blood, they would be in such a state. After the bloodsucking is done, the “mesmerized” state will be slowly transformed into a “satisfied” state. That’s the kind of euphoria that Ivars felt when they first woke up – but if they are not satisfied after the mesmerized state is applied, they will turn into a state of emptiness, and they will beg these vampires to make some demands on them, to suck their own blood.

Enchantment is a curse, and as such can be dispelled. But the cursed themselves cannot be dispelled – because they will not want to resist their master.

If they are in such a state, it is impossible to complete the task of “regicide”. That’s why this quest gives so many points.

Similarly, it is impossible to deceive one’s master while in such a state. This makes it difficult for other promoters to complete their quests as well.

Ivars realized this long before he saw the mission requirements.

But Aiwas knew how to lift the enchantment curse without purification.

It was also knowledge that was taught in the classes at the seminary.

Families, electives are really useful.

Whenever one of these Moonchildren tries to put themselves or someone extremely close to them in a life-threatening situation, or suffers unbearable loss of life and property – that is, when the command goes over the bottom line – the person under the spell wakes up immediately.

-In other words, if they, the promoted people, want to move freely …… they must find a way to lift their own mesmerized state first before they can do so.

(End of chapter)