"I'm very sorry, Lord Zarathustra. My younger sister is immature and rather hot-tempered. Please forgive her if she has offended you."
Liana lowered her head and spoke softly, pleading for Saigō's forgiveness.
Saigō had actually wanted to say that her sister was already a hundred years old and really could not be described as young.
But then again, among vampires, a hundred years old truly was still just a child.
Saigō lay on the sofa, enjoying Aurora and the others' shoulder massages and back rubs, looking every bit like a decadent aristocrat. His deep black eyes glanced at Liana, then at Veridia.
Only after a long while, when cold sweat had formed on Liana's forehead and fear had taken root in her heart, did Saigō smile. "...It's nothing. Since she is merely a child who does not know proper manners, she can be forgiven."
Hearing Saigō's words, Liana let out a soft breath. Her tense emotions finally eased somewhat.
After all, the Night Lord of Blazing Light before her had once battled the Third True Ancestor in the Kingdom of Aldegia, with neither side emerging victorious.
He was also the terrifying being who had nearly tortured Dimitrie Vatler, the famously battle-hungry vampire of the War King's Domain, to death in the Atlantic Ocean.
The power Saigō had displayed was undoubtedly on the same level as the True Vampire ancestors, the highest combat power in this world. If such a being were offended, even the Karyana Family at the height of its strength would have been terrified.
Now, as a Earl family of the War King's Domain, they had already been stripped of their noble title. Aside from what little family inheritance remained, and the two sisters themselves, the Karyana Family had long since lost everything.
If they angered such an