"I'm just... a bit tired."
Erin gently shook her head, took a glass of wine from the attendant beside her, drank it in one gulp, and then looked at Theresa with a smile.
"Maybe after a good night's sleep, everything will be better."
...
The night passed without any incidents that would make one's heart race and face flush.
Erin spent a sleepless night tossing and turning alone, and the brave little vampire didn't get to experience the taste of Lord Demon King.
She never expected that Lord Demon King was not drunk after all. Facing the "Black Hand's" punishment, this immature night raid ended in complete failure.
However, it wasn't a total failure.
The next day.
The first ray of morning sunlight pierced the heavy clouds, shining down on the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range covered with a light layer of snow.
In the middle of the night, snow began to fall unexpectedly.
