The fact that Lionel had been demoted was known to everyone in the vampire community. How could the deputy elder of the Western Europe region not know about it? It was clear that the deputy elder who wore the ring was merely a scapegoat, and the real thief was someone else. Whoever could make a deputy elder take the fall must be no ordinary person!
With Lionel's wisdom, he must have realized this long ago, which is why he decided not to let me get involved. The struggles and bloodshed involved were beyond my imagination! Aside from wanting me to become a vampire to accompany him for eternity, he truly... loved me!
Thinking this way, the suffocating feeling in my heart gradually faded, replaced by a sweet, honey-like sensation, though it was still accompanied by a twinge of pain. Glancing at the trash can, I had already made up my mind to take the blame for him. However, I couldn't help but feel uneasy, unsure of what punishment I would face.
