Although Kiriman appeared quite amiable, showing no trace of hostility.
The perfect witcher's blood in his gilded plate emitted an exceptionally rich aroma far superior to ordinary human blood, making the vampire girls drool with desire.
Yet even so, the three beautiful vampires still didn't dare act recklessly, rely watching the witcher and the blood in his hands with uncertain, suspicious eyes filled with longing.
Just then, a languid female voice suddenly ca from not far away. Follow current novels on ɴovelfire
"Hmm~! What an enticing fragrance!"
"Even I can't resist wanting to taste its flavor."
"It seems this witcher gentleman knows quite a few secrets."
"But, don't you know?"
"Even for a witcher, you shouldn't casually enter a monster's lair - this is extrely dangerous. The slightest misstep could get you devoured until not even bones remain."
Hearing these words that carried a subtle threat yet were filled with lazy, teasing undertones.
Kiriman turned to look.
He saw an exceptionally enchanting and beautiful woman with a voluptuous, tall figure but remarkably languid deanor, who had sohow appeared on the staircase not far from him. She leaned against the railing with an amused smile, watching him while provocatively licking the corner of her mouth.
Even his sharp witcher senses hadn't detected when this beauty had approached.
Without doubt, this must be the legendary high-ranking female vampire hidden in Vizima - the Queen of the Night.
A powerful advanced monster girl far beyond ordinary humans, at minimum a supernatural being level, soone even a fully-powered Geralt would prefer to avoid.
However, Kiriman wasn't afraid. After eting the Queen of the Night's gaze, he nodded quite amiably and said:
"Monster's lair?"
"Heh, beautiful lady, you shouldn't say that."
"I'm different from those ordinary witchers - I don't consider all magical creatures to be monsters."
"Only those with innocent blood on their hands are monsters in my eyes."
"Creatures who can communicate normally with , possess normal emotions and intelligence aren't really different from ordinary humans."
"In fact, many humans commit acts far more evil than those monsters."
Kiriman expressed his genuine perspective without ntioning his strict requirents regarding monsters' appearances.
He wasn't afraid of the vampires turning hostile.
The Night House was located in the busiest area of Vizima's downtown, and it was still dayti with bustling crowds filling the streets.
If they truly fought, it wouldn't take long for the military or even royal sorcerers to surround the place.
By then, even if the Queen of the Night could escape, her beautiful vampire subordinates wouldn't be able to flee, resulting in devastating losses that simply wouldn't be worth it.
After making eye contact with the several beautiful vampires in the hall, he revealed his handso smile and continued:
"I co today with good intentions, hoping to beco friends with the ladies, and wishing everyone could spend so intense and romantic ti together."
"I'm willing to pay with blood, or with gold coins if that works."
"Might any beautiful lady be willing to give a try?"
Hearing this, the three girls in the hall exchanged glances, their expressions hesitant.
Instead, the Queen of the Night leaning on the staircase showed an amused smile, staring intently at Kiriman for over ten seconds before turning to her beautiful subordinates and saying:
"Girls, this witcher gentleman doesn't seem to be lying."
"I see intense desire in his eyes, very intense desire."
"It appears he's a gentleman loyal to his own desires."
"Perhaps we really could beco friends, who knows."
"Haven't you been curious before about how a witcher's body tastes?"
"Of course I won't force you."
"But I still hope you'll be enthusiastic and give our special guest so special treatnt."
"I'm also curious about how witcher's blood tastes."
After saying this, the mysterious Queen of the Night didn't conceal her power, vanishing before Kiriman's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Her speed was so incredible that even this powerful witcher only caught a faint glimpse of her movent.
After the high-ranking vampire left, the three girls in the hall exchanged glances.
The bold abstinence-style beauty and the voluptuous bombshell didn't move, still sowhat hesitant.
Instead, the girl who looked exquisite like a doll with a petite figure, long golden hair, and clear sky-blue eyes stepped down from her barstool and slowly walked over to Kiriman.
She first bent down and sucked several mouthfuls from the gilded plate filled with blood using her pink tongue.
Then she lifted her head, wiped the blood from her mouth with her pale hand, licked her pink lips, t Kiriman's gaze, and said in a sowhat ethereal voice:
"My sisters call Blue Eyes. I prefer rougher n."
"Co to my room."
"Don't pity , witcher gentleman. Give an unforgettable experience."
………………
The following days beca another profoundly morable period.
During this ti, he fulfilled the first requirent for his rank advancent.
At this point, the cunning Deep Blue System, just as he had anticipated, presented the second requirent for advancent.
A full one thousand soul points would be consud as fuel during the soul rank advancent process.
The prepared witcher looked at his already accumulated 955 total soul points and revealed an excited smile.
Next.
Whether going outside the city to eliminate several monsters and harvest their souls, or dealing with so scum within the city walls - neither would take too much ti.
As long as he made proper preparations, his first soul rank advancent could begin.
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