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Chapter 157 The happy mood is gone

2 month 18 day.

noon.

Plato was exhausted.

Of course, I knew that the reason he was so tired was because he gave up the knife.

I talked about this with my grandmother.

Grandma said that she had never seen anyone who was completely different when holding a weapon and when not holding a weapon. But referring to Plato's ability to chop up the Night Demon like a salad with an ordinary knife, she finally just sighed that the world is so big that nothing is impossible.

I don't care that much.

Anyway, Plato said so, so I believe it.

He dare not lie to me.

Or, does he dare to lie to me?

I'm not a baby either.

I don't need his 'heartfelt words' to teach me how to brush my teeth, wash my face, and store blood. That's just a case of the weak defeating the strong. I'm the vampire. What does it mean that he acts like he's more professional than a vampire?

Blood bank, healthy blood and so on...

I don't need him to tell me, I will understand it in time.

Want to ask if you are happy?

A little bit, I guess.

And I think he is an idiot.

If I really wanted to take revenge on him, I would have sent him to the guillotine long ago!

Who would bother to say so much?

I just felt uncomfortable. I felt uncomfortable the first time I saw him.

Wronged.

A look of surprise, as if I shouldn't be there, as if I disturbed his inherent and expected life.

I still remember my grandmother’s descendants talking to me.

'What if he doesn't want to see you?'

I literally never thought about it.

Because I knew that before I met Plato, my thinking would only wear out my will.

and so.

When I saw him keeping silent and listening to me attentively...I felt even more unhappy.

He is not like that at all.

I never listened.

Practice... You're clearly not affected by charm, yet you fooled me for so long.

There are many new and strange things that I don’t understand.

Mobile phone.

Servant said it was a commonly used means of communication in 2023.

I don't have the energy to study.

I only asked my servant to open the emails I received on my phone when I saw a reply. I read a lot of things.

I asked the maid as well.

'Take it literally.'

'It is undoubtedly a woman with whom he had a close relationship.'

'...'

I saw some very cocky photos in the chat history. Petite women.

I admit it. Her beauty is only slightly inferior to mine, and a little more childish. She is pretty.

But the more I watched, the more upset I became.

Plato is my thing. Why does this so-called chat record seem like Plato has known the other party for a long time and has a deep relationship with him, as if he has betrayed me to the point of being accustomed to it?

There is also a woman.

I admit it. She is more beautiful than me. But she is just a businessman. I have much more money and power than her.

Why even a mere businessman seemed to have known Plato for a long time and had a deep relationship with him.

I waited for Plato for more than seven hundred years.

In the end, I was the last one?

I'm angry. Very angry.

I shed tears because... I have waited for so long and finally I can see Plato again.

I didn't get cheated. I didn't have to face the ending I feared the most.

But more than that, I was afraid that Plato was not the Plato I knew.

I don't care what his real name is.

I just want my Plato.

Good thing...

He still doesn't listen and uses that dirty stuff...

I was indeed hungry.

For more than 700 years, my only food has been blood from the blood bank and medicine. I haven't had a normal meal for too long.

before.

Nobles can have multiple women at the same time.

Wife, maid, bedmaid, geisha... and so on.

People like me have also told me that it is not surprising that there are many people as powerful as Plato.

I don't think that Plato couldn't have a maid.

I just don't want to be rewarded for what I do. Others can do it too.

I should be the only one.

"..."

just now.

I didn't even take a shower. I'm tired.

They curled up together in the crystal coffin.

I can't really move either. I'm really no match for those real succubi, right?

"You dare to reply...to my face."

It can prompt him to reply even though he knows I will be unhappy.

This proves that it's not just a joke.

Not a prostitute.

Not a geisha either.

I closed my eyes.

The pillow has been thrown away. Instead, there is the real Plato beside me.

Will his 'wife' come to Lunden?

I do not know.

If I want to check, I should be able to find it.

But I don't want to do it.

I don't have that kind of experience, talking to other women. It's always been, what belongs to me is mine. No one can take it away.

Can thoughts be so clear?

Because this is not my problem, it is a problem for Plato to think about. So no matter what.

All I had to think about was… how could I forgive Plato?

Ok.

I gradually calmed down and opened my eyes.

Look at Plato's face.

Nothing has changed, not at all.

I haven't changed, I just slept for a while.

If nothing changes, I am the first, I am the master of Plato.

I staggered to my feet.

what.

This idiot...

Although I was angry because he didn't listen, it turned out that I was like this, unable to stand steadily. I had to hold on to the crystal coffin.

Even a normal body would make me unstable.

"Slut."

I won't punish him for now. I know that it's beyond his control. If he had abandoned me, I would have beheaded him long ago.

It's better to take him to the guillotine.

shame.

Plato may be showing off.

But I was just being stubborn. How could I satisfy Plato who wanted everything at once?

I actually have to crawl to the table?

A royal family had to crawl over with its drum sticking out because it was too weak.

"call."

I suppressed my displeasure and sat down on the chair.

Pressed the button under the table.

Soon, the maid came.

"Prepare a new dress for me."

"it is good."

"Prepare him a proper suit, too."

"..."

The maid peeked at the person in the coffin in surprise, then immediately looked away.

"it is good."

"Please wait a moment."

"and many more."

Seeing that she was about to leave, I added, "Is there anything... to replenish my energy? Medicine or something like that."