"Miss Masaki just needs to call me Arya from now on."

The maid smiled gently on her face.

Seeing that the maid was so good at treating her, Masaki was even more confused.

Are you not a human being?

Why did it be like a princess who came to this vampire city for the first time?

And...Alia knew her name.

"Follow me, Miss Masaki,"

"It's rare that sir today without refining medicine, just waiting for you."

The maid continued.

When he mentioned the adult in his mouth, his eyes were filled with respect and unconcealed love.

"Refining medicine? Waiting for me specifically?"

“…”

"Is it Ajuramaru?"

Dazuki was surprised.

For the first time in my life, the girl felt that her head was completely unreal.

"Who knows."

Arya said with a giggle, imitating someone's tone.

"All right."

Masaki sighed.

At this point, she had no choice but to take one step at a time.

Halfway.

"Alia, are you a noble?"

The girl asked casually.

When I met many vampires wearing black windbreakers, they bent down to show their goodwill to Arya without exception.

"Miss Masahara, Arya is the seventh ancestor of vampires."

The maid replied with a smile.

The expression on his face was not fluctuating at all.
Chapter completed!