Lynn immediately turned his head toward the Magic Array she had set up in the hall, then thought of the dozens of human girls this creature had been about to drain.
He gave her a dead-fish stare and said:
"I didn't expect you to get so elaborate with it. Is plain old bloodsucking not enough for you anymore? Now you're holding rituals and drinking virgins' blood? Don't tell me this is your first time?"
The Sin Lord, who had just let out a huge sigh of relief, promptly widened her eyes at Lynn's question. Clenching her little fists, she said earnestly:
"It absolutely is my first time! I used to disdain all this fancy nonsense! Drinking straight from the source feels so much better. Those vampire cursecasters who pretend to be elegant are the ones I despise most!"
But at that point,
she seemed to grow a little dejected and let out a small sigh.
"I don't want to do it either!"
"But who knows what's going on? Lately, the blood food falling down here has been like spoiled meat. Their blood doesn't taste good at all, and not only does it barely satisfy my blood thirst, they've even poisoned it! Several of my weaker servants drank themselves insane!"
At those words, something stirred in Lynn's mind, and he asked:
"Drank themselves insane?"
The Sin Lord folded her arms and closed her blood-red eyes, scratching her cheek with a claw on one of her enormous Bat Wings.
"Yes."
"They were perfectly fine the first day after drinking it, then went completely mad on the second! They wouldn't answer any questions, and huge purple-black blotches grew all over their bodies. Hideous! I killed a few in a fit of anger and locked up all the rest. If an elegant vampire ends