A hint of excited crimson appeared in her eyes.

"RRRIP!"

Something suddenly burst through the back of her dress.

A pair of bat wings, marked with blood-red veins and edged with a fringe of tiny bone spurs, unfurled from her shoulder blades. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

With a gentle flutter of her wings, her small body floated lightly into the air. She stared at Lynch without blinking, her gaze filled with curiosity, warmth, and attachment.

"Ma... Master?"

Perhaps from long disuse, her voice was dry and halting. As she spoke, she revealed a pair of small, cute, yet sharp fangs.

At the same time, Lynch could clearly feel a stable Soul Contract forming between them—a bond nearly identical to those he shared with his Undead from the Netherworld, like Bone Jade and Bone Valor.

Lynch: "!!!"

He was completely stunned, his mind instantly flooded by a nonstop stream of "What the fuck?!"

’What the hell kind of plot twist is this?!’

’Pale Elegy, you really are a twisted pervert, a crazy bitch, a complete psycho!’

’Her own father summoned you, and right after her father dies at my hands, you just wave your hand and turn his daughter into a Vampire?’

’And then you force her to recognize me as her master?!’

’What kind of reward is this?!’

’If the Holy Light Church or the Golding Clan ever finds out about this, won’t I be hunted to the ends of the earth?’

Lynch felt his temples throbbing, and a cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He wanted to refuse, to scream, ’I don’t want this stupid reward!’ He wanted to get rid of this hot potato immediately.

But he didn’t dare.

He didn’t even dare to let his true feelings show on his face.

Because the elegant, parasol-holding phantom in the air was watching him with a faint, unreadable smile.

Her gaze was filled with amusement, anticipation, and a strange... wicked sense of humor.

Her expression seemed to say, ’Surprise! Didn’t see that coming, did you? This is a rare "boon" from me. You dare refuse it?’

Lynch’s throat went dry. He knew that not only could a trivial Tier One Necromancer like him not refuse a Demigod, but even his own mentor would probably not dare to fart in front of Pale Elegy.

Since refusal was impossible, acceptance was the only option.

He put on an expression of tearful gratitude and thanked her sincerely, "Thank you for your boon, great lady."

"Mmm~ Good boy."

Pale Elegy’s phantom seemed to let out a pleased little laugh.

Then, her form, which had already been fading due to the interruption of the sacrifice, began to turn transparent at an accelerated rate, gradually dissipating.

"’Use’ your new servant well~ My interesting... little mouse."

"I hope you can bring me a more interesting ’drama’ next time. I will be watching you."

Lynch sighed in relief internally.

’That wasn’t easy. I finally sent that plague-bringer, Pale Elegy, on her way.’

But he had only just begun to relax.

Suddenly, another unexpected change occurred.

Pale Elegy’s half-dissipated phantom suddenly collapsed inward. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a stream of ethereal white light that shot down from above, spiraling into Lynch’s body.

Before Lynch could react, he felt something sting his soul. It was as if a piece of filth had latched onto him, and he couldn’t help but shudder. His face fell, turning deathly pale.

’Did she just... casually "follow" her "interesting toy"?’

’Fuck me~!’

He wanted to start cursing out loud, but he didn’t dare open his mouth.

’God knows if that psycho bitch has really left.’

’What if her twisted sense of humor flares up and she’s still hiding somewhere, secretly watching my reaction?’

’What if I show any "disrespect"? Will she decide that "this little mouse isn’t being good enough" and casually do something even more "stimulating" to me?’

This made Lynch so miserable he wanted to cry, but no tears would come.

’Getting targeted by that foul thing... I’m so fucking unlucky it’s unreal.’

’Pale Elegy, you just fucking wait.’

’When I get stronger, I’ll make you kneel and submit to me.’

’The only thing to be thankful for now is that I’m still alive... for the moment.’

Only then did the three girls dare to breathe a sigh of relief, gathering around Lynch.

However, after a few brief words of concern for him, their attention was completely drawn to the newborn loli Vampire.

Creatures like Vampires were not common in the Empire.

And even setting aside her Vampire identity, the loli was very pretty and adorably dazed.

Even Avril wasn’t thinking about purifying her or anything. She just said worriedly, "The Church is very hostile towards Vampires. If she’s exposed, she’ll definitely be purified by the Holy Light Court."

"She’s so pitiful," Lilith agreed. "Although Viscount Golding got what he deserved, this child is innocent."

"The three of us need to get our story straight—what to say and what not to say," Ophelia, the most mature-minded of the three, suggested seriously.

Soon, the three girls gathered around the loli Vampire and began whispering, trying to coordinate their stories.

Meanwhile, Lynch was in no mood to deal with them.

’There’s no helping it. My losses this time are just too great. It’s a devastating loss!’

He had to find a way to recoup some of his losses.

Soon, he turned his gaze toward Viscount Golding’s corpse.

’The corpse of a Tier Seven Holy Flame Knight... If I can convert him into an Undead Servant... that would be a huge gain.’

For a moment, Lynch’s heart burned with excitement, temporarily suppressing the fear and helplessness he felt from being marked by Pale Elegy.

Deciding to act, he walked over to the corpse, raised his skull-topped Magic Staff, and began chanting the incantation for the Skeleton Resurrection Skill.

Death energy surged out like a fog, enveloping Viscount Golding’s corpse.