Miss Witch's Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 233: Lilith

"Older Sister Lilith?"

Loren and Seraphina recognized the little girl before them simultaneously; she was the Lilith Loren had been looking for.

"You know me?"

Lilith tilted her head, looking at Seraphina with a vacant expression.

"You've forgotten? You used to tell me stories at the orphanage..."

"I really don't remember."

"..."

"Do you want to eat this?"

Loren interrupted their conversation, waving the pastry in his hand in front of Lilith. Lilith's eyes followed the movement of his hand.

"Yes."

"Then trade something for it."

Looking at Lilith's innocent and naive appearance, Loren suddenly felt a sense of guilt, as if he were luring a little girl.

She patted herself all over, eventually finding only a piece of chocolate hidden in her clothes. It had already melted from her body heat, but fortunately, it was wrapped, so it hadn't soiled her clothes.

"This is all I have on me."

Lilith placed the melted chocolate in Loren's palm, obediently waiting.

"Do you have something like this?"

Loren took out an Observer Tarot card and showed it to Lilith.

He showed Lilith the back of the Tarot card; he was afraid that if she saw the front, she might think she needed an exact match.

The back of the Tarot card featured an inverted cross with an eye, the symbol of The Perpetual Observer. Loren had once wondered why the cross was upright but the Tarot card was in reverse position; it turned out this was an inverted cross.

"I have one, at my home. Come with me to get it."

"..."

The Fool's Card was currently in Lilith's possession. Loren breathed a sigh of relief; this point had not changed due to his interference. Otherwise, finding the Fool's Card would have been truly difficult.

"Take us to get the Tarot card now, and this is yours."

As soon as Loren finished speaking, Lilith swallowed the pastry from his hand, even biting Loren's finger in the process.

Lilith didn't waste a single crumb; she even cleaned Loren's finger thoroughly.

"!"

Loren was initially a bit speechless, but then he suddenly noticed something and directly pried open Lilith's mouth.

"?"

Lilith looked confused, her eyes vacant, letting Loren manipulate her.

"What are you doing, Master?"

In the end, it was Naclis who voiced the question first. Her face was red, and her voice trembled.

"She has no fangs."

Loren pinched Lilith's cheek, showing everyone her teeth. Her teeth were very white and even, looking perfectly healthy. But she was a vampire; she had no sharp fangs.

"Don't you think such behavior is a bit too presumptuous, Master?"

Naclis pointed out the issue with Loren's actions. Only then did Loren snap back to reality and look at Lilith. Her big eyes blinked, and Loren suddenly released her cheek.

"Sorry..."

Loren didn't know what was going on either. Even though this was their first meeting, he subconsciously felt a closeness to Lilith, as if he were looking at Anna.

Lilith was a half-vampire, with only one red eye, which was why she always wore an eyepatch.

Vampires discriminated heavily against half-vampires internally because only the lowest-class vampires coupling with humans could produce half-vampires. In the strictly hierarchical vampire society, half-vampires were undoubtedly at the very bottom of the bottom.

Wearing an eyepatch was Lilith's way of protecting herself. But even as a half-vampire, she should have fangs.

"Anna, hurry up and eat. We're getting ready to leave."

Loren called out to Anna. He didn't pay too much attention to the matter of Lilith's teeth either. He hadn't met many half-vampires, and some had impure bloodlines, so it was normal for them not to develop fangs.

"Okay, okay."

Anna sped up, devouring the cakes on the table like a whirlwind.

Compared to meat, Anna preferred sweets.

It was while she was eating that a little vampire girl suddenly walked up to Anna and spoke.

"Whose blood servant are you? You have no manners at all. Your master really ought to teach you properly."

She wore a princess dress and looked even younger than Anna. Her words were full of mockery, and she didn't even deign to look Anna in the eye.

Anna's eyes were pink, and she bore no vampire characteristics. The girl naturally assumed Anna was a blood servant.

But Anna completely ignored her and instead started demolishing the desserts on the next table. This infuriated the girl, who directly snatched the plate from Anna's hands.

"What are you doing?"

"Why aren't you answering me?"

"Why should I answer you?"

Anna just glanced at the little vampire girl and then paid her no further mind, which made the little girl even angrier.

The ultimate form of mockery isn't the most aggressive language; it's being ignored.

"Do you know who my mother is?"

Hearing this, Anna finally looked up.

"Does your mother know me?"

"Why should my mother know you?"

"Then your mother's rank is too low."

"..."

Loren had excellent hearing and caught their conversation from afar. He instantly felt a bit speechless.

To be honest, even Loren himself couldn't pull off such a boastful act so naturally; Anna just subconsciously managed it.

All the important figures in this world knew Loren and were aware of his household situation, so they'd most likely know about Anna.

If that little girl's mother didn't know Anna, it could only mean her mother's rank wasn't high enough to be privy to information about Loren.

"You..."

The little girl wanted to say more, but a maid stepped forward and covered her mouth.

"My apologies, Miss Anna. My young lady is immature and has disturbed you. Please forgive her..."

"My master is merely a lowly vampire viscount, not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as you..."

The maid's eyes were a normal green, not the red characteristic of vampires. She was a blood servant.

Hearing the maid's words, the little girl suddenly realized something and began anxiously apologizing to Anna.

Anna didn't care, continuing to eat on her own, merely giving a casual nod.

Loren had been listening to their conversation and suddenly realized something, his pupils contracting sharply.

"Anna, come here quickly!"

Loren's sudden change in attitude made Anna realize the seriousness of the situation. She immediately dropped the food and rushed over.

"What is it, Master Mentor?"

"That maid just now referred to her master as a 'vampire viscount'."

Anna reacted quickly. While others were still confused, she immediately understood Loren's meaning.

"You mean there are Bloodline Rebels mixed into this banquet?"

Vampires were very particular about titles. In the newspapers, they always referred to themselves as the Bloodline. Even Ofemia's maid on the carriage had corrected Loren's terminology.

And judging by the little vampire girl's attitude toward her own maid, they were very familiar, and the girl trusted her maid deeply. Yet, under these circumstances, that maid referred to her master as a 'vampire'.