“...”
The conference hall fell into a dead silence.
The heavy rain outside the castle and the crackling sound of the window were particularly clear at this moment.
It was as if they were in the hearts of the five children of Louise.
Louise's third son was the first to break the silence. He had a pale face, human-shaped eyes, and a refined appearance. He sat next to Louise.
"Mother, please don't joke around. Everyone knows that when you're in a deep sleep, no one can enter the family's Legacy Blood Pool.”
"If you don't enter the Legacy Blood Pool, you won't be able to awaken your ancestor's bloodline, mother. This is what the entire Dracula family has known for centuries.”
After her third son spoke, Louise winked at him.
The woman held her cheeks. She looked like a mother, but she didn't even look like an ancestor. Instead, she looked more like a…A mischievous girl?
