Chapter 88 88: Princess, Vampire?

"Greetings, my handsome red-haired guest."

Ophelia pulled her tired body, now sitting with her back against the headrest. She blinked her soft round eyes at him, wondering why his face seemed so intense.

—|Ophelia: 'Why does he look like a wolf, eyeing its prey?'

Suddenly, she felt quite cold and looked down. She noticed her soft cherry tips and large melons were on display.

"Ah!?"

"Oh my, please forgive my shameful display!"

Her delicate fingers grasped the quilt and pulled them over herself. Despite a slight pink blush on her cheeks, Vincent found she didn't seem that embarrassed, rather she rubbed her thighs together under the sheet with a wolfish grin.

—|Vincent: 'This girl is strange, like a coin with two sides. One an elegant princess, the other a starving female wolf!'

However, despite knowing she was strange, he strolled closer. His hands grasped a thin black camisole dress and handed it to her. He took another glimpse of her deep, sensual cleavage, then he moved back towards the wall. Vincent slid out an expensive-looking chair with a mahogany finish, causing a slight scraping sound. He then sat down to enjoy her getting dressed, his gaze like a devil, before crossing his legs.

"Don't worry, in this frozen waste. Your splendid, vast mountains and cute pink cherries are a sight for sore eyes. They alone made the travel worth it. Let's not mention your cute face and wonderful pink hair."

Ophelia looked outside the window. "What cherries…" Her mind wondered what he meant by those words. "Oh my, so bad!" Until she realise he was speaking about her breasts and nipples. She blushed a little deeper, almost red, before she hammered down on the soft bedding and pouted. Her little cheeks puffed out and were adorable.

—|Ophelia: 'My prince is such a naughty man. Will he still say such flirtatious things when he see's my other form? Ah, his blood is so delicious it's divine scent assaults me from so close… Those books were true. Only my dearest and fated person's blood will smell appetising.'

"Such a lewd man…"

"Well, I try to be honest with myself. Especially with such wonderful maidens like yourself."

Vincent found her soft voice soothing. He knew this was a dungeon, but each moment he spent talking, the more his Anima recovered and his sore muscles repaired. Since this girl seemed like a special monster. She would probably only attack under certain conditions, which made him thankful.

"Hmph! What If I'm not a maiden? Maybe I am a dirty harlot?"

She seemed to become delighted. Her first chat in uncounted years, she enjoyed her time speaking with him as her heart throbbed and desired his blood. He also seemed attracted and drawn to her, with made her feel happier. Ophelia felt delight and teased him a little. Her hope was he could accept her wretched form. That old lady mentioned that his blood would stop her fit and make her whole.

"I will dye you in my colour, so you can only look at me."

He said in a more direct and forceful tone. Ophelia's mouth opened. The sheer sex appeal from this man and his thick muscular body peeking from the elegant robes he wore drove this poor virgin girl mad. She waited so long and couldn't seem to win the war of words. He would accept an impure woman? It was the most important thing in her kingdom for marriage.

—|Ophelia: 'Really? Mother said that a man wouldn't accept a lady with rumours. Yet, he would be alright if her past was a courtesan?'

"Fufu! Oh my, you are such a wonderful gentleman. Ugh!"

—|Ophelia: 'Not now, please don't come out… He will run away!'

Ophelia felt an intense pain inside her chest as her heart pounded with a powerful force. Her body filled with dark red veins along her pale skin, with crimson eyes that now glowed brightly. She tried to grasp onto the thin quilt as her camisole became messy, no longer caring about her flesh showing.

"What's going on?"

[She's going to transform, it seems she is a natural born vampire, with high grade blood.]

[Normally, they should have matched her with a partner to stop these erratic transformations.]

—|Vincent: 'So, she's going to change now? Is this when the boss fight starts?'

[Well, in some ways, you can consider it a boss fight.]

[Fight hard!]

Vincent noticed the connection to Meiya switched to one way. So now only she could watch and hear his actions. He couldn't heart her and thus turned his attention back to the cute girl he just met.

"Well, she wasn't lying about being a little harlot."

Ophelia became used to these changes after thousands of years. Her legs filled with thick muscles were now spread, reaving her pink, forbidden garden for him to see, slightly parting her cute little slit . She leaned on the backrest with her arms now covered in the same powerful muscles, with long claws from her fingertips.

The light pink hair was now a more vibrant colour and curled around her neck and cheeks in a half up style, unlike her cute atmosphere now. She truly resembled the fabled whore of Babylon, despite her ferocious face, which carried a deep sensual charm.

"Hello there, sexy. Do you like this princesses offering?"

"Would you like to taste our forbidden nectar?"

Her words filled with honey, like a tempting melody, each assaulting his mind with great charm. She smacked her red lips together, licking them with her long, seductive tongue.

When she smiled, a set of sharp teeth and long fangs shimmer in the light. He should have found them weird, or even disgusting. However, she was exquisite. Since Vincent changed from his past self, he found these strange women with various features to have their own beauty.

His cute goblin wife Mel'Zeth.

Efrita, the flame Daemon with molten blood and skin.

Silvari was a woman with ice for part of her body and blue skin.

Suddenly, he realised his tastes were becoming wider. Since the moment, he slept with Celine and enjoyed the taste of a monster's flesh. It seemed he would never be the same simple boy who liked girls like Odette who looked like pure humans.

"I might be delighted to partake in such an attractive offer. However, what would be the cost, I wonder?"

Ophelia crawled towards him with a sensual movement. Her camisole slipped down off her body as she approached. She slid her palms across his cheeks. The slight cold feel was soothing for him. He felt her sharp claws contract. Before she slid them along his face, causing a tingling sensation down his body.

Her eyes narrowed, like a predator watching prey. She shifted her body to give him a better look at what she offers. Ophelia? Couldn't hold back the intense feeling coming from her chest and mind to devour this man's blood. It was like countless voices screaming in her ears as her body slipped onto his lap, still stroking his cheek.

—|Ophelia (Human): 'He's not scared of us! It's really true, that lady never lied… Please forgive my parents for harming you!'

—|Ophelis (Vampire): 'Fufu, little Ophelia, this boy is brilliant! Can I taste him first? His thick loins are expanding for our body, even in this form! We should quickly take him and make this handsome man ours forever!'

Vincent allowed her to play around. Outside of her vision, he conjured countless flaming spikes that would rain down upon them both from outside the window should she assault him. He was not a fool. This girl could be a violent monster in the dungeon.

However, his mind and words from Meiya told him to give her a chance. The clue was in his blood. So if that's all she desired, he would give her the blood and help free her from this curse.

"Do you want me? Am I beautiful?" Ophelis (Vampire) said in a sweet and husky tone.

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Since she was conversing with her human self, she stopped bothering him too much and just rubbed her nose against his neck and chest. The scent of his blood, mixed with the light floral scent of his body's pleasant odour, caused her to become calm and feel satisfaction.

—|Ophelia (Human): 'No! you can't… He's mine. First, you are stealing the best bits! What if you scare him away with your slutty hip movements!'

—|Ophelis (Vampire): 'Hmmm? Is the little pure princess finally becoming a dirty girl? I only meant to taste his blood. Are you thinking about sticking his huge rod inside your secret palace? Well, what a lewd princess!'

"You are exquisite, both the cute princess and the raunchy vampire."

"Can you hold back the desire to drink my blood?"

Vincent gave a slight smirk, pulling his robes down revealing the muscular tanned neck. He wrapped his hand around her soft pink hair and pulled her towards his neck. This wasn't such a big deal. She was so tiny and frail. How could she drink him dry?

"Go on, drink, my little vampire."

—|Ophelia (Human): 'Kyaa! I'm so happy. Let's taste his delicious blood quick!'

—|Ophelis (Vampire): 'U..Un… Let's! Hmph…. Stupid handsome guy… making my heart race!'

Her lips stroked along his neck. A slight warm and sticky sensation assaulted him as her tongue slid around the area she would bite.

Suddenly, Vincent felt the area become a little numb and even tingled with pleasant feelings as her white fangs slowly sank into his neck.

Her eyes widened the moment his blood entered her mouth as she grasped onto his back tightly. She dug deeply into his back with her claws as only the panting and slurping sounded from her lips as she sucked on his neck in the cold, exquisite room.

Once his large hands stroked her back and hair, she felt completely at ease and drank his blood with delight, gulping it down like a starved kitten with a bowl of kitten milk.