"So this is where the Human always wander around when he's not in our palace," Remelia looks around the hallway and peek in every class she passes. "Too many chairs, too many tables. This place is too ugly. But why don't I see anybody here?"
Bobo is walking beside her, reply: "This is a school, My Queen. Think of it as the academy your father sent you back then, school is a place for human to study."
"Oh, so teenage human is also being held captive by smarter beings? Hm, they're lucky I'd be their queen, if the time comes I'd demolish this stupid system."
Bobo doesn't seem to agree. School is a great thing to have in every worlds—they teach people the unknown. But whatever her queen plans, she will believes in it. "It'd be well, My Queen."
Remelia laughs and the hallway drags her sound. "It'd be interesting to see their face when I'm on the top. Just after that they'd believe I'm also a Dracula, like father did."
