In Transition

I don't know if anything will happen. But the faint sounds coming from inside the door are unsettling.

"Miss Angela, please don't pull on my clothes..."

"Stop your nonsense, I'm telling you to take it off, hurry up and take it off... Damn it, it's so big..."

"Waaaaah... Miss Angela, don't bite... Ah! It hurts... Be gentle..."

"No, please let me go, Miss Angela, I can't take it anymore..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you lot are really useless, you can't even do this?"

"Waaaaah..."

Gradually, the sisters' voices became barely audible. Li Lin considered going in to check on them several times, but ultimately gave up the idea. Based on Angela's behavior, while the two sisters might be in danger, they weren't in mortal danger. Besides, they were already dead, so they didn't need to care about such things... Moreover, Angela had treated the sisters fairly well; she probably wouldn't kill them out of spite.

Probably not.

The sounds in the bedroom ceased. In their place lingered an eerie, bloodthirsty power. Li Lin, Kalin, and Nia all sensed the malevolent aura emanating from it. They frowned in unison, wondering if Angela some trouble. However, in the next instant, this malevolent energy vanished instantly, and after a moment, the bedroom door slowly opened.

An inexplicable aura instantly enveloped the entire room. Li Lin and Nia stared wide-eyed in surprise at the person who walked out, while Kalin also looked around curiously, unusually keeping her mouth shut.

Entering the bedroom was a young girl who embodied the concept of "perfection" from a different perspective. Her long, beautiful, silvery-white hair reached her waist, flowing smoothly and glossy. Her slender, elongated figure resembled a delicate flower branch, making one reluctant to pluck it. Her skin, as white as snow, was encased in a luxurious black lace dress, revealing a dazzling allure. Her eyes, which had previously been like bloodshot eyes, had also changed, becoming more like two beautiful, flawless rubies. The girl's breasts were no longer just slightly protruding as before. Now they had transformed, standing proudly upright, radiating youth and vitality, proving their existence.

The girl before them was like a snow goddess, representing a perfect blend of purity and allure.

"That really scared me."

Nia was the first to come to her senses.

"Miss Angela, this isn't an illusion, is it?"

"Certainly."

The girl puffed out her chest proudly, placing one hand on her chest. Her voice became as melodious as cool spring water, giving a refreshing and sweet feeling, completely unlike her usual arrogant self.

"This is what I looked like at sixteen, Miss Kalin. How about it? I should be old enough to stay by my master's side."

"However, it seems those two are no longer able to make it..."

Kalin's sympathetic gaze passed over Angela and landed on the bed in the bedroom, where the two sisters lay limp and powerless. Their clothes had been violently torn, and the marks on their necks from where blood had been drained were still visible. If women had to pay some price to maintain their youth, then these two sisters were the perfect embodiment of that "price," except that they were clearly not the beneficiaries. Looking at their haggard appearance, they seemed to have been ruthlessly exploited to the extreme. Apart from faint, low moans, they were practically indistinguishable from the dead.

"Hmph, if this is all you're capable of, then I have no use for them."

Angela glanced at the two sisters, who looked haggard and would likely take a long time to recover, and a rare hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes.

"Besides, didn't you say you wanted to take care of the little sisters? There are two little sisters here for you to look after, how about it?"

"Okay, okay."

Kalin seemed genuinely frightened by Angela's appearance. She didn't say much, just waved her hand and went into the bedroom. As for what would become of the two blood-sucking Vampire Species, it didn't seem to be a concern for her.

Angela, contrary to her usual energetic and lively style, walked gracefully and gently to Li Lin's side and sat down beside him. A faint fragrance wafted over, not the little guy's usual scent, but a more refreshing body odor.

"How is it, Master? Are you satisfied with my posture?"

"That really surprises me."

Li Lin lowered his head, gazing at the now-grown Angela. Her soft breasts, no longer merely brushing against his arm as before, were now pressed tightly against his skin. Her once adorable face had changed, becoming more mature and beautiful. The innocence of the past was gone, replaced by elegance, serenity, and a gentle smile. It seemed this Angela had become a completely different person, a stark contrast to the little Angela. If little Angela represented a forbidden, alluring beauty, then this young version was a perfect blend of girlish purity and womanly charm. Moreover, this Angela seemed to use words more carefully, and with a more beautiful and melodious quality—both qualities making her the goddess that every man secretly desires.

"You've become even more beautiful... Why haven't I seen you like this before?"

"Because it's unnecessary."

Angela gently stuck out her little pink tongue.

"Forcing my body to grow to this age would require a great deal of energy, and for me, expending so much energy in this area is clearly not a wise move."

"But why use it now?"

"That's true..."

Angela smiled slightly, completely devoid of her usual malicious expression of "just to shut that dead elf up," and instead revealed a mischievous smile.

"I must say, I also feel that we should change our way of serving our master, don't you think?"

"Um..."

If Nia hadn't been sitting opposite him reading, Li Lin would have really wanted to try this new method. Although Angela in her girl form could also bring him comfort and pleasure, there were some things that weren't particularly prominent in her as a girl, which inevitably led to some regrets. Now, looking at this different, beautiful and elegant Angela, and recalling her usual expression, it was hard for Li Lin not to be moved. He hoped to use his hands to make this new Angela reveal that familiar, seductive charm of being immersed in pleasure. Unfortunately, Kalin was still next door, so now was certainly not a good time to do such a thing.

There will always be an opportunity.

Although Li Lin felt it was a bit of a pity, since Angela was willing to transform once, she would naturally be willing to transform a second and third time, so there would always be opportunities in the future. Of course, at that time, the two sisters might still be exploited because they didn't have enough power. But these issues were not what Li Lin needed to worry about. After all, they were Angela's servants, and they had no choice but to accept being treated that way by their master.

Clearly, in Li Lin's heart, the two sisters were far less important than Li Lin own sexual happiness. Therefore, they had no way to change their current situation except to hope for their own good fortune.

In fact, he understood that Angela's actions weren't motivated by a grudge against Kalin. In this generation, people focused on simple things: a man's strength was determined by his power, status, wealth, and women. Li Lin currently lacked prominent status and power (although theoretically, he might be the person with the highest status and power on the entire continent), and his wealth was not outstanding either. Although taming the Dark Elf had added considerable luster to Li Lin's strength, it wasn't something he could showcase in a short time. Just like even a mercenary group composed entirely of powerful warriors wouldn't become world-renowned without time and effort.

So, the simplest and most direct comparison left is women. If one wants to most directly highlight Li Lin's status in this situation, it's not through wealth, power, or strength, but through women. As long as he has the most charisma and beautiful women present, then Li Lin will naturally become the center of attention. Angela has always believed that having others kneel at the feet of their master is a truth so self-evident that there's no way to protest it; therefore, she is also full of enthusiasm and attention in this regard.

But then again, men really are simple creatures.

"You've really worked hard."

Li Lin stroked Angela's long hair and gently kissed her forehead. Then he stood up and looked out the window at the sky—it was late at night, and the lights of thousands of homes, shrouded in darkness, shone brightly but not blindingly, like stars on the ground. The time for the king's invitation to the banquet was fast approaching; soon, they would reveal their identities on a formal occasion, and this was precisely the beginning Li Lin needed most.

"It's almost time."

He took a deep breath, and Nia and Angela both stood up because of Li Lin's words, standing on either side of him. Li Lin looked at Nia, then at Angela.

"Let's go."

"Wait, Master, before that..."

As she spoke, Angela flipped her slender hand and pulled out a gorgeous dress from somewhere.

"Sister Nia, don't you want to change your clothes?"

With a sweet smile, she offered a very charming and tempting suggestion.