Caius had already gazed out at the hazy sky outside for nearly five minutes, and he didn't want to let Cynthia miss the beautiful view under the sunlight.

  Waiting for her to slowly come out of the bathroom, he was already standing upright at the door, his whole body wrapped in a black cloak with only an absolutely beautiful face exposed.

  Although her face already looked quite bad, Cynthia didn't want to starve herself. She walked over to the table and picked up an apple, taking a bite before walking over to Kayser with a raised smile. "Shall we go, dear Mr. Kayser?"

  "These legs are a lot extra on you." He casually threw out a sentence and walked out first.

  Cynthia pouted and bit into an apple with a force that was almost angry.

  Anyway, she's already gotten used to his sharp tongue.

  Of course, she couldn't retort back, which made her extremely painful.

  She lifted her skirt and followed him down the stairs, where a delicate and luxurious four-wheeled carriage was waiting at the door, pulled by four horses.

  The coachman had a pair of red eyes and a good face, Cynthia recognized him at a glance.

  The fallen angel beside Kaylus.

  Antony jumped down from the carriage and bowed after seeing Caius, and when he straightened up, those red eyes had turned into a dark color.

  "It's all done, master. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful morning." Anthony's face was full of blessings, but the smile that rose to his lips inexplicably brought a chill to Cynthia.

  She lifted her skirt and nodded a greeting to him before following Caius into the carriage.

  Thick clouds layered on top of the sunlight, and the light had not yet risen. Outside, the street lamps were still shining with a dim yellow glow.

  Cynthia finished eating the apple in her hand and threw away the core. At that moment, she suddenly saw the totem covered by the mesh glove.

  She suddenly remembered what the elf had entrusted her with.

  Mei still has a curse on her body.

  Cynthia glanced sideways at Kael, the swaying carriage had a nice view of the street scene outside, but unfortunately he was staring straight ahead with his eyes fixed.

  Along his line of sight, it was just a luxurious carriage wooden wall.

  She didn't know what kind of fun this behavior that was almost like facing a wall and reflecting on one's mistakes had, and she couldn't help but interrupt him, "Kaius."

  Kairos' gaze snapped back onto her face, his refined features tinged with a hint of impatience, "Hm?"

  Cynthia took off the glove on her right wrist and held it out to him, "I was strolling down Kreebie Street when a sprite came up and put a curse on me."

  Kairos grasped her wrist and turned it over, seeing the tattoo on it, a surge of anger rose in his eyes.

  Is this Cynthia's indignation at having all her belongings marked?

  "What did I just tell you?" he asked with a frown.

  Cynthia replied immediately, "The fairy king has gone missing, and there are signs of giant activity in their territory. I'd like to ask for your help."

  If necessary, the totem on her white wrist would slowly detach from her skin and disappear into tiny green dots.

  "Is that it?" Cynthia looked at her restored wrist in surprise, and after confirming that everything was fine, she curiously raised her head to look at Kaelus, "Are you going to help out?"

  Kairos released her hand, pressed down between her eyebrows, and curled up the corners of her tightly pursed lips into a mocking smile. "Help? That's not my territory."

  That means I don't want to care about it anymore.

  Cynthia didn't want to get involved in this either, she silently put on her gloves.

  The carriage had stopped on a bridge that was very familiar to her.

  It's a stone bridge on K Street, and after crossing the bridge is the entrance to DC. There is a stone wall separating the two cities there.

  The sun has not come out yet, but the brightening light does not prevent Cynthia from seeing things on the wall through the car window.

  Vampire corpses hung on the city wall at regular intervals.

  Cynthia's eyes widened in shock, hardly daring to believe that Kaylus had killed so many vampires for her.

  She turned back in surprise, and Kael had already slightly raised his chin, with an air of haughtiness on his refined face.

  She was very suspicious that he was now waiting for her praise.

  "Which one... is Curtis." She asked a question that even she thought was foolish.

  He didn't seem to have heard what he wanted to hear, so Kael was somewhat dissatisfied. His gaze only glanced at the stone wall with disdain and replied: "You can get off and find one, there must be one."

  No, she thought she hadn't become perverted to this extent yet.

  The sky was still early, and there were no pedestrians around, nor did I know if it was related to Kael or not. Anyway, I didn't see a single living soul, Cynthia.

  She opened the car door and got out of the carriage, while Anthony in front of her was still showing off his superb knot-tying skills. "It's usually most beautiful when using a rope to hang one's neck, don't you think my knots are good-looking? And those knots are all very sturdy, they're also very beautiful when burning."

  Cynthia didn't want to hear what he was trying to say at all, Kyrios came down from behind her, his tone carrying a hint of ferocity, "There's always someone who tries to challenge the laws I've set, this is the consequence."

  "Have they all broken the law?" Cynthia asked knowingly.

  Kairos turned back, of course he wouldn't admit it was a transfer of anger, his scarlet eyes with arrogance, "Guilty."

  Cynthia pursed her lips, "To be honest, I've never seen a vampire encounter sunlight before, so I don't know what will happen."

  "You will see it soon."

  A moment later, the morning sunlight finally came out from under the oppressive cloud layer.

  The warm first ray of light just fell on the junction of the city.

  "Enjoy the sunshine, Cynthia."

  A sigh of Kael's came from beside her, and Cynthia had just begun to feel the warmth brought by the first ray of sunlight when a blood-curdling scream suddenly erupted from the corpse hanging on the stone wall.

  She involuntarily took a step back and exclaimed in surprise: "There's still...still life!"

  Caius curled his lip, gazing at the wall with an appreciative eye for art. "Those who twice broke the law are directly dead; some may have been lucky enough to be missed by me. I don't want to dig out their hearts one after another, this repetitive behavior is both tiring and dirty. Sunlight can solve this trouble."

  Cynthia finally saw what a low-class vampire would become after being scorched by sunlight.

  It happened too fast.

  Those lights were like a pot of boiling oil, directly throwing people down, but not foaming, but appearing as hard cracks like broken stones, repeatedly emitting black smoke from the vampires' cracked skin, burning their clothes.

  Among them were vampires who looked like they were no more than 10 years old.

  Noticing her slightly frightened gaze, Kaelos emphasized in a loud voice, "If it weren't for me, you would be eaten to the bone."