In the next moment, the cloth curtain at the doorway was gently lifted.
Then, a charming baby emerged from the backyard, yawning and a little drowsy. Her pair of fluffy ears drooped on her head, and she looked utterly befuddled.
Soft and tender, furry and adorable.
The expression of the Blood Queen froze instantly, as if she had turned into a statue, motionless.
"..."
A creepy silence began to pervasively envelop the surroundings.
"Who is she?" The Blood Queen asked blankly.
Charles cleared his throat and earnestly said, "She's the baby born from Minotaur just yesterday. Isn't she cute?"
Buzz—
The gaze of the Blood Queen grew vacant.
Almost subconsciously, she extended a long tentacle from her body towards the little girl. As it neared her, the Blood Queen promptly severed the tip of the tentacle.
