Chapter 328. My Lord…
Seven Sins System Chapter 328. My Lord...
Red’s PoV
The red-haired vampire continued her stroll down the corridor, her sharp eyes scanning the familiar yet foreign surroundings. The hallway was quiet. This was her element—the calmness of an empty corridor.
"Ah, the joys of an empty corridor," she muttered under her breath, a wry smile playing on her lips. She had no love for crowded places.
The corridor held an air of nostalgia mixed with an undercurrent of unfamiliarity. Despite being an ex-frequent visitor, the passage seemed different, as if touched by a slight hint of change.
*Ba-thump*
The red-haired vampire's footsteps faltered as an unexpected surge of emotion seized her. Her heart seemed to skip a beat before galloping in her chest, a sensation she hadn't experienced in a long while. It was a peculiar feeling.
Stopping in her tracks, she spun around, her eyes sweeping the corridor in a frenzied search. But there was no one to be found, just the empty space that should have led to the infirmary. It was as quiet and lifeless as it was supposed to be—no sign of a soul, no visible presence, yet an intangible sensation lingered in her heart.
It was like something—a magnetic force, an echo from the past—was tugging at her, a pull she couldn't resist. Her heart ached, a strong sense of longing and nostalgia squeezing her chest, but she couldn't decipher its source.
“My Lord…” she murmured, her voice laced with both longing and bitterness.
It was a name whispered countless times in solitude, a yearning for someone who never appeared.
For three hundred years, she had whispered those words, her voice a prayer into the void, hoping against hope that he would materialize before her. But he never did.
The vampire's mind swirled with memories—memories of a time long past, a time of loyalty and service to a master who had long abandoned her. It was a chapter of her history she couldn't close.
Resuming her path toward the principal's room, the red-haired vampire's countenance transformed, her visage once again veiled in an icy veneer.
The red-haired vampire pressed the door handle and pushed the door open, greeting whoever might be inside the room. "Morning," she casually announced, stepping into the principal's office.
Inside, Penelope and Katrina, her two daughters, were engrossed in conversation, discussing something on the sofa. Upon seeing their mother, their jaws practically dropped to the floor, and they shot up from their seats in sheer shock.
"Mom! Why are you here?!" Katrina blurted out, her eyes wide, filled with disbelief at the sudden appearance of her immortal parent.
"Didn't I say I would pick you up?" Penelope chimed in, equally surprised, her voice mirroring the astonishment of her sister.
"I'm just making an unexpected pit stop, you know, trying to surprise my lovely daughters," she retorted in a light and sardonic tone, a playful glint in her eyes.
The red-haired vampire strode into the room, settling herself comfortably on the sofa. With a steely glint in her eyes, she crossed her arms in front of her chest and faced her daughters.
"Also don't treat me like an old woman. I can do everything myself," she declared.
She leaned back against the cushions, her posture exuding a sense of self-assuredness.
Glancing to the side, she gazed at a painting adorning the wall. Her confident demeanor seemed to dissipate. Her eyes were fixated on the painting, a portrait that held an almost reverent silence.
It was her master's painting, and as she stared at it, a wave of memories flooded her mind. The confidence that had brimmed moments ago dwindled. The painting evoked a quiet reverence, an undeniable acknowledgment of the power and influence her master once held over her existence.
Katrina and Penelope exchanged a quick glance at the painting on the wall, before turning their attention back to their mother.
From the subtle shifts in their mother's expression, they immediately discerned that she was once again lost in her longing for the devil in the painting. It had become a routine occurrence and a familiar sight that no longer held the strangeness it once did.
"Mom, why are you here?" Katrina inquired once again, her curiosity evident in her voice.
The red-haired vampire shifted her attention to Katrina, offering an explanation. “I decided to end my exile. Life in the mountains… it's not too shabby, but truth be told, it's a tad dull. So, I thought I’d spice things up a bit in the city for a while before heading back," she disclosed.
“Bored, huh?” Penelope chimed in with a smirk playing on her lips. "So, this isn't about the devil?" she teased, the mischievous tone evident in her voice. "Remember when you told me you sensed something devilish? Starting to see things?" she added, the corners of her lips curling in a teasing grin.
The red-haired vampire chuckled in response. “That's my business. I've got this special connection with my master. I could sense it, and lately, I've had this feeling that he's pretty close,” she revealed, her voice carrying a sense of conviction.
Katrina and Penelope were almost on the verge of laughter, but the sudden change in their mother's demeanor made them swallow their amusement. The intense look she shot their way was enough to put a halt to their chuckles and straighten their postures.
“Alright, enough chit-chat. I came here for the new mentors. I heard they have something special in their blood. Can you fill me in on that?” the red-haired vampire switched gears, getting straight to the point.
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