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Girls monitored heart rate detectors showing long lines. The device has been installed Mr. Guttman was about to begin the process of soul transference. It was unexpected that the mummy of the baby met all the conditions to be Rin's replacement body. But...
"What happened to him, Mr. Guttman?" Derek panicked at the screen.
"His heart rate's gone," just as frantic, quickly Mr. Guttman was going to do first aid...
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Mr Movement. Guttman stopped as soon as he saw the screen again showing the activity of Rin's heartbeat. For a moment they were silent. Derek is very confused by what happened just now and how to express it. Another thing with Mr. Guttmans. He looks down moody.
"Mrs. Morgen need not worry. His heart rate is back to normal. All of his vital organs are functioning properly. Even his breathing was regular. Let him rest," Mr. Guttman releases all medical devices embedded in Rin's body because he no longer needs them.
"Mrs. Guttman, why are you conveying it in such a sad tone? What the hell is going on? My daughter's fine, right?"
Mr. Guttman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Prepare to welcome your biological daughter when she wakes up."
Derek gasped to hear it. "Ma, you mean? Rin, he... I, this is impossible."
"I'm sorry Mr. Morgens. I'm late to save her."
"No! This can't be happening! My daughter... She's..." Derek couldn't accept this fact. He was sitting limp on the floor, clutching his hair.
"Felight his departure Mr. Morgen," Mr. Guttman tries to calm the heart of a broken father.
"It was only an hour ago that I had a conversation with him, and now... He's already gone. Hix... I haven't even kept my promise to her to have a spring banquet. Oo... My little daughter, Rin. Why did you leave us. What am I supposed to tell Carlos, Zedna and your sister, Lisa?"
"Keep your heart, Mr. Morgens. Rin definitely doesn't want to see you like this. Aren't you also going to meet your real daughter? What does he say when he sees you moody and sad?"
"One daughter is back, but why should anyone leave? Why can't they just live together?"
"Remember your daughter's request this morning Mr. Morgens. He asked you to guide Sherina. I'm sure Sherina is just as devastated as you are. I'm afraid Sherina will feel guilty and not eager to live her life. Do you want to lose your daughter again?"
Derek shook his head. He got up and sat down on Sherina's bed. Gently clothed strands of hair that had slowly turned bright red completely. Along with that also appeared a soul mark right on Sherina's forehead.
"Hiks... My daughter has really returned. This sign reminds me of the first time she was born. Welcome back, baby."
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Elsewhere, one of the rooms in NarthVyden castle. Onoval who was asleep immediately woke up to sit down. Sweat pouring down on his temple. With a breath of breath he gripped firmly his clothes enduring the sharp piercing pain in his chest.
"Ba, how could Rin's soul suddenly disappear? This is impossible. I didn't even do anything to her. What the hell's been going on? I have to see him in person right now."
Onoval rushes down from his bed but he forgets the consequences of having a blood slave. His legs suddenly limp which made him fall to the floor. His gaze slowly blurred and finally disappeared.
For a vampire who wants to raise a blood slave he must be willing to accept severe consequences. When the soul of the blood slave disappears, the endurance of the master's body will drop dramatically for at least a week and for the weak vampire, it can cause death. Vampires would give 20% of their power to their blood slaves to protect themselves. In short, having a blood slave was akin to displaying the greatest weakness of a vampire himself.
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With a carefree heart Sindy went to see the crown prince. He searches Lucas to the castle's room but does not find Lucas. He asked the waiter and remembered that vampires sleep during the day. How could you forget that? Without delay Sindy immediately headed for Lucas' room.
"Greetings crown prince," said Sindy who just barged into his master's room.
Lucas, who was asleep, woke up. "You have absolutely no manners. Is that how you got into someone's room? If it was anyone else, I would've shaved his head."
"Hide... Sorry, I'm sorry, my lord."
"That's it. What do you want? You look so happy today. Is there something you want to share with me?" Lucas got out of bed and approached Sindy.
"How unhappy, my plan worked. I can finally take my revenge on Rin. Now her soul has vanished from the face of the earth thanks to the help of the wolf princess of the clan ⁇ (Alpha) itself."
"really?"
Sindy nodded steadily while smiling. "I wouldn't lie to my master."
"Then what about the clan ⁇ (Beta)?"
"The future head of the clan ⁇ (Beta) was too loving for Rin. I can't instigate him anymore. But I can still fool his father. Now he is being locked up in his room by his own father for betraying the clan. Maybe he's still screaming for release. Poor perchye. How will he react when I tell him that the soul of his beloved has disappeared from the face of the earth? He must be very grieving and may choose to die rather than live without his beloved lover. My master need not worry that he will become a hindrance to the grand noble plan."
"You are indeed my greatest blood slave" Lucas praised as he stroked Sindy's head like he was petting a cat.
"Aahs... Being praised by the crown prince really made me even happier," Sindy blushed in embarrassment being treated spoiled by the crown prince.
"Don't be happy just yet. Even if you bring good news, I will not give you a gift but punishment."
"What?! What's wrong?" Sindy gasped at hearing that.
"Mistake you? Who told you to break into my room and get me to sleep."
"Eh... Hehe... Excuse me. I didn't mean to sleep with the noble."
"I'm awake now, I'm thirsty. I want to ask for my weekly ration."
"Eh? Didn't you just suck my blood yesterday?"
"Why? No can? As a slave of my blood you must follow all my orders without exception," Lucas stroked down Sindy's face to his neck.
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