Viktor stood still, his gaze fixed on Priscilla, who was dressed in a black dress that covered her 'legs'.

Feeling Viktor's gaze, Priscilla's eyes filled with fear.

She stood frozen in place, her hands gripping her skirt turning pale.

For Priscilla, the man before her was nothing short of a nightmare.

The flames that burned last time almost destroyed everything she owned.

If it weren't for her father's timely appearance, she probably wouldn't be standing here now.

Even though she was afraid, she had no choice but to come here to find Victor.

"Tell me, why did you come to find me?"

Upon hearing Viktor's voice, Priscilla shuddered in fear.

But she still stood to the side, and spoke tremblingly:

"Please...save my mother."

"She was trapped by my father..."

She uttered each word with difficulty, as if each word had exhausted all her strength.

Viktor narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze scrutinizing Priscilla:

"Are you genuinely unaware, or are you pretending not to know?"

Faced with Viktor's sharp gaze, Priscilla became even more nervous.

She involuntarily took two steps back, her face turned pale, and she froze against the wall.

Suddenly, the distorted monster with the same face as Priscilla struggled to its feet and walked up to Priscilla.

It opened its arms to Victor.

Although the irregular limbs make it difficult to discern, there is no doubt that it is protecting Priscilla.

Seeing this, Viktor chuckled softly.

"Having become a bloodline, constantly affected by that unresolved madness, yet still subconsciously wanting to protect his daughter?"

He couldn't help but sigh.

"That's really touching."

As Priscilla listened to these words, she was filled with fear, her face turned pale, and she silently endured her terror.

Viktor looked at her again and continued:

"Perhaps you know that your mother's soul is currently inside your body."

"You believe that your father did it on purpose, so you hope to free your mother's soul."

Upon hearing these words, Priscilla looked up at Viktor, her eyes filled with hope and affirmation.

But the next second, Viktor's merciless words pierced her heart like sharp arrows:

"But what you've done will only cause your mother to disappear completely."

Upon hearing this, Priscilla's pupils dilated sharply, and her expression turned panicked for a moment.

She looked at Victor, finding it hard to accept.

"How...how could this be..." she cried out with difficulty.

"You should know who you are."

Victor's voice was cold:

"You have never been human from beginning to end."

Before he could finish speaking, Viktor's gaze returned to the monster, and he said calmly:

“Once, you were of bloodline, but that indiscriminate madness led you to kill your mother without realizing it.”

"Your mother was torn apart by your madness, leaving not even a complete body."

Upon hearing this, Priscilla froze.

She had no memory of this.

"Your father did it for her, which is your mother."

Victor stretched out his hand, pointed to the bloodline that looked exactly like Priscilla, and continued:

"In order to prevent her soul from dissipating, he asked Grand Duke Barlow to merge her soul into your body."

"And you were separated from them, spared from the madness and suffering of the bloodline race."

The reason why Priscilla did not dissipate was not because the Grand Duke preserved her soul.

Rather, it was because Priscilla had not died at all; her body was still perfectly preserved.

So her soul was simply stripped away.

Therefore, she cannot enter the underworld to be reincarnated, nor can she enter the realm of the dead.

But Priscilla's mother was different.

Because she was nearing death, she needed a complete body to house her broken soul.

This body must have a sufficient compatibility to guide her soul to settle down.

Therefore, Priscilla's body, with whom she was related by blood, became the first choice to keep her mother's soul alive.

But as a bloodline, even with her mother's soul integrated into her body, Priscilla still suffers from the symptoms of bloodline.

There is absolutely no cure for this disease.

To cure blood frenzy, we must address the root cause.

That is to transform the bloodline into a true vampire.

To achieve this condition, the only option is...

...

"What!? Marry Priscilla!?"

When Auguste announced his choice of queen, everyone present was stunned and stood frozen in place, like clay sculptures standing in a golden palace.

The king said... what?

He's going to marry Priscilla!?

Aurelion was also stunned. She had seen the girl the king had mentioned, and she knew exactly who Priscilla was.

Priscilla Ness.

This is the affectionate Earl, the deceased daughter of Laureen Nys.

However, she is now a ghost!

And this King of Kant actually wants to marry a ghost?

This is absolutely shocking, not just in the Kingdom of Kant, but anywhere in the world!

The nobles present were in complete disarray; upon hearing the news, they were just as bewildered as Aurelion.

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