Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

Early the next morning, Loren entered the Uridia Kingdom alone. He planned to visit Cecelia first.

At the same time, he was also considering whether to meet with those vampires. Getting them to pass a message along should be no issue.

After all, vampires had no real loyalty to the God of Night and Thunder. Even if a Divine War actually broke out, they wouldn't lift a finger—they'd just send some low-ranking vampires as cannon fodder.

Forget about the Princes or Dukes; even titled vampires were rarely deployed.

So they probably wouldn't betray Loren either. There was nothing in it for them.

But before that, Loren needed to find Cecelia first.

Through the Abyssal Gaze Eye, Loren could see that Cecelia was safely staying in her own home, waiting silently, as if she already knew Loren would come.

Loren didn't knock. He passed straight through the wall into Cecelia's bedroom. She was writing letters at the moment, and a pile of them had already accumulated.

"Loren?"