CHAPTER 369: 258 I WILL CONQUER YOU (4K)_2

So, would Herbert care about her power? Of course, he would.

Eliza smiled at Herbert’s calm expression, raised her hand, and lightly touched the shackles on her neck, her expression somewhat complicated.

"As for this chain, do you really think that relying solely on this thing would make me willingly bow my head to you?"

She curled her lips, scoffed disdainfully, and proudly held her head high, saying:

"There’s no one in this world who can bind me! Not even the gods... hss!"

Halfway through her words, Eliza suddenly realized what she was saying and abruptly shut her mouth.

Uh-oh.

Why am I saying such things again!

Eliza, in a moment of inattention, had slipped back into that teenage rebellious phase.

"...Ahem ahem."

He didn’t hear that, did he?

Eliza kept her mouth tightly shut and cautiously peeked at Herbert—only to meet his speechless gaze.

Hmm, makes sense.

He wasn’t deaf; there’s no way he didn’t hear it.

He definitely heard it, argh—

Eliza clenched her small fists tightly, digging her nails into her palms, trying to use this method to ignore the previous awkwardness.

And seeing her behave like this, Herbert shook his head helplessly.

"...Sigh."

Alright, the whole segment fell apart.

You had such momentum, I thought you were going to say something profound.

Is this all?

"Ahem ahem!"

Eliza, feeling uncomfortable from Herbert’s gaze, coughed forcefully and reluctantly continued:

"So! Ahem! What’s the relationship you want us to be? Master and servant? Or some other more ridiculous relationship?"

Speak!

Speak up!

Hurry up and speak!

Eliza, outwardly strong but inwardly weak, glared at Herbert, hoping he would quickly answer and then naturally transition to the next topic to gloss over the earlier incident.

Herbert had already bullied Eliza enough today and did not continue teasing her here.

"You’re wrong."

He shook his head firmly, then negated Eliza’s previous statement.

"Eliza, you’re completely wrong."

"You think you’re dangerous, that I would fear you, be wary of you... haha, I won’t deny your thoughts; for others, you’re indeed a dangerous existence."

"But... the person standing in front of you now is me."

Clang clang.

Herbert tugged at the chain, the motion somewhat aggressive, directly lifting Eliza from the ground, her feet even instinctively tiptoeing.

"Hmm!?"

To a legendary vampire, such an action wouldn’t cause her any harm; even if hung on a gallows for a day and a night, she wouldn’t feel pain.

But Herbert’s current forceful gesture did shock Eliza somewhat.

Herbert lowered his head, making close eye contact with Eliza, and said in a deep voice:

"In fact, I won’t care whether you pose a threat to me, and those so-called dangers you speak of have never been on my mind."

Danger?

How dangerous can you be?

Can you be more dangerous than Valentina?

You can’t.

If I’m not afraid of Valentina, why should I fear you, a useless vampire?

I don’t even regard the dragon capable of destroying nations, so why should I be intimidated by a little vampire princess?

Eliza, sit!

Compared to before, Herbert was no longer the powerless weak Prison Warden.

His will had become more steadfast, and more arrogant.

Herbert had the right to be confident.

He had completely conquered two monster girls, and his own strength had transformed.

In Eliza’s eyes, Herbert seemed to emit a blinding light.

This time, it wasn’t the Holy Light he actively displayed, but a truly dazzling light that made this vampire, who had always hidden in the shadows, feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, Herbert was more dazzling than when he manually lit the lamps before—

Herbert exuded a powerful aura that even made the vampire miss faintly hazy, and made a declaration.

"I will conquer you."

He announced her future fate with an overbearing tone unfamiliar to her, arrogantly proclaiming:

"And you will be conquered by me."

Eliza widened her eyes, staring blankly at the boy who was so close.

The arrogant young man was not bluffing. His light-colored eyes were calm, without a trace of avoidance or hesitation.

He believed it so firmly.

Herbert stared closely at Eliza and spoke with certainty, "I will make you understand that there is a possibility between us."

Their relationship was no longer like the past.

Instead, it was "the Conqueror" and "the Conquered"!

Herbert’s declaration was quite arrogant, seemingly completely disregarding Eliza’s thoughts.

He did it on purpose.

When facing other Monster Girls, Herbert wouldn’t be so domineering, as that would easily arouse resentment.

But when facing Eliza, this Vampire with a desire deep down to "be conquered"—this was the most correct approach.

Although Eliza had always been unwilling to face her inner self, she actually always longed to be subdued, to be restrained, to be confined.

"Conquer me?"

Eliza shook her head, unsure of her own thoughts, and asked somewhat dazedly, "You...how will you do this?"

How will you treat me?

Herbert’s answer was simple.

"Just like this."

Herbert didn’t explain with words but proved it with direct action.

He moved his right hand and yanked the Silver Chain forcefully.

Crash!

The chain tightened under his strong pull, suddenly dragging the unprepared Eliza towards him, colliding into Herbert’s solid chest.

"Huh!?"

At that moment, Eliza seemed still immersed in her thoughts, her gaze somewhat blank. In that brief moment of distraction, Herbert quickly turned the tables.

A glimmer of amusement flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head without hesitation, leaning toward Eliza and then...

He bit down gently on Eliza’s neck, white like mutton-fat jade.

"Ah!?"

Eliza: ???

The awakened Eliza originally wanted to dodge and struggle, but Herbert’s astonishing move left her standing there shocked.

I am the Vampire!!?

You are the prey, I am the hunter, right!

I, I, I... ah~

Herbert’s sharp fangs gently bit her skin, yet he didn’t actually break the skin. Instead, he skillfully grazed the skin with his tooth tips.

The perfectly measured strength and the warm breaths made the action seem more like an intimate and ambiguous tease.

As a Vampire, Eliza had never experienced something like this. Her face instantly flushed, and a sense of shame arose spontaneously.

At the same time, a special thrill surged from deep within her, like electric currents running wildly through her body.

This...

This is what it feels like to be bitten?

When the hunter is treated as prey.

When the Vampire is "drained".

She finally felt this intense thrill.

A feeling of... being conquered!

Of course, Herbert didn’t break Eliza’s skin. He didn’t have the Vampire’s fangs, nor did he have any particular interest in sucking others’ blood.

"Heh heh."

Feeling Eliza’s body gradually soften, he knew it was time for the next step.

He bit his own tongue, letting the blood drip onto the neck of the Vampire.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the skin, adding a rosy tint of Life Force to the smooth snow-white skin.

!!!

The strong stimulus made Eliza open her mouth wide, her toes curling, as she firmly grasped Herbert’s clothes with both hands.

"Ah..."

This is what it feels like to be bitten?

So, this is how thrilling it is...

...

After a moment, Herbert lifted his head, licked his lips, and swallowed the little blood.

By then, Eliza could no longer speak, collapsing in a daze onto his chest, breathing weakly.

"Mmm, doing this should be about enough."

Yet just as "the Conqueror" Herbert was about to stop and release Eliza.

The "Conquered" who craved blood was not willing to let go of him.

The dazed Vampire Princess, turning the tables, unconsciously raised her hands and pressed them against Herbert’s nape.

Then she tiptoed, bringing her cherry lips toward the enticing source of blood.

And kissed it!

Herbert: ???

"Mmm—"