Chapter 1894 - 520: The Colin Family Vampire’s Head Is as Problematic as Ever_2

In this world, not everything has a replacement, nor can everything be bought with money or Extraordinary Power.

Theresa fell silent.

Although she had read no fewer books than Erin, and sometimes even borrowed books from Erin, she still couldn't understand the Princess's poetic metaphor.

After all, most of the books she read were very straightforward, much like the sword in her hand, often open and direct.

"Your Highness, I think... you might be experiencing some acclimatization issues."

Theresa tried to analyze.

"The Twilight Province is too cold and gloomy, and the resources are quite scarce. When you were in Thunder City, your favorite was the sweet cherries from South Stream Valley, but here you can't even buy a fresh apple... I'll make a trip to the black market later to see if I can get some honey."

"I've been there, they don't have any," Sarah interjected calmly, lowered her arms, and sighed, "I'll take care of it."

Though she did not like humans, especially those from the Campbell family, after spending time together, she had somewhat put aside some prejudices.

Friends?

Perhaps that's the word.

Humans always like to complicate simple relationships; she preferred the rules of the Great Graveyard. One master to serve for a lifetime was enough for her.

Everything else was superfluous.

"Hmm, thank you."

Erin gave Sarah a grateful smile, this girl with a sharp tongue and soft heart, and then buried her chin in her curled-up knees.

Perhaps—

She was responding to Sarah while also answering Theresa's conjecture in her heart. She, too, felt maybe she just missed home.

Thunder City's sunlight must be warm now, right? Are the flowers in the manor blooming? Perhaps the spice merchants from Wulan Port have brought nuts from the Vortex Sea East Coast.

She loved figs most.

And all sweet fruits.

After all, studying swordsmanship and riding skills really drained energy.

And the happiest thing in the world is nothing more than eating a salted pineapple after sweating profusely... she could devour three in one go!

"Theresa, do you think... what is Prince Colin doing now?"

The sentimental Brave Prince suddenly murmured again, and this time Sarah's ears perked up. It was a purely subconscious reaction.

"I heard he's recently been planning to build Thunder City University. Speaking of, there's been a lot of changes in Thunder City recently, I'm sure you'll be surprised when you return."

"Is that so? Hopefully, he hasn't gotten caught up in any strange troubles."

Women's intuition is sometimes so unreasonable.

Even though separated by hundreds of kilometers, she always felt that there was an evil presence approaching the simple-minded Prince Colin.

Theresa, hearing the Princess's concern, showed a reassuring smile, right fist pressed against her chest.

"Rest assured, Your Highness. Prince Colin is the most capable person I have ever met, not inferior to your brother. Even a Giant Dragon would have to bow before him... I think no matter how big the trouble, he will easily resolve it."

Upon hearing this, Sarah's cat ears folded to the sides as if agreeing with this statement.

Listening to Theresa's confident reassurance, Erin finally revealed a smile meant for herself, and spoke in a very soft voice.

"I hope so."

...

The glow of the setting sun dyed the courtyard of Colin Manor blood-red, and a neatly trimmed hedgerow in the front yard went flying with a crash—

It was not just the hedgerow that flew out.

Amidst the swirling dust, the eight-year-old Little Duke Richard was scrambling up from the broken branches and leaves, his delicate silk shirt now covered in grass and dirt, his young face full of confusion and fear at the world.

Such fast movements!

To protect his three-year-old brother, he had moved instinctively, taking a solid flying kick to the arm.

He hadn't even seen Miss Vivian's afterimage!

On the lawn not far away, Vivian was clutching her chest with one hand and leaning against the flower bed with the other, seemingly hit in the chest.

"Eek—"

A trembling sound escaped her lips.

What's going on?

An unprecedented intense palpitating pain surged from the depths of her soul, resonating with the ripples from the void.

These damned Beloved—

Dare to covet her brother!

Vivian was so angry her lips trembled.

Padric's fox spirit was bad enough, but didn't that guy have his brother? Why covet others' toys?!

Seeing Vivian, who seemed in unbearable pain, the young Richard was bewildered.

Clearly, it was he who got kicked, so why was Vivian seeming injured?

Could it be...?

He was actually strong?!

As a gentleman, the little one did not take advantage of the injured lady, instead actively showing concern.

"Viv, Viv, Vivian boss, are you okay?"

"Me? I'm fine! Just fine!"

That clearly wasn't the look of someone who was fine.

Richard was aware that people only emphasize the same thing repeatedly when trying to cover up.

Like how drunk people would insist they're not drunk.

Poor 'Campbell' had just reached the age where he would soon be surrounded by sycophants, but before enjoying even a few days of flattery from peers, he was forced to learn to read people.

Seeing Miss Vivian gritting her teeth, he swallowed his saliva and tried to negotiate in a voice trembling like his father's calm demeanor.