Sigmund and Lucius stood in the hallway, just beside the classroom door.
"She listens to you, you should convince her to break things off with him."
"What? But why?" Lucius' brows furrowed.
"I heard him talk to his friends, and he's going to dump her once he's tired of her. But of course, he's been telling her sweet whatnots, and Ivory's believing whatever he says! He's troublesome, and I don't want her-"
"Sigmund, why are you always acting against your Master's wishes?" Lucius asked. He had always observed him, and it was the first thing that came to his mind ever since he was summoned.
"I'm acting according to my instincts. How about you, blondie boy," the Vampire stared suspiciously at him. "Why are you always so protective of her?"
"I… I don't know. My instincts too, I guess. You see, I like helping people. It's because of my upbringing as a General's son."
