Chapter 38. The Bloodlines Competitions (3)

Alinta found it amusing. And so, she didn’t hesitate and jokingly offered her arms, “Then, why not have a taste?” She blinked before presenting her neck. “Perhaps you want to bite me on my neck?”

Unexpectedly, though, the woman’s gaze turned hostile. Alinta couldn’t help but sigh. And here she thought the woman was humorous.

Well, the woman might be. But it seemed she didn’t like it when the subject of a joke was on her.

“Atara’s people are truly disgusting.”

Alinta shrugged. “Speak for yourself.” Then her smile widened. “Jealousy makes people ugly. Why don’t you change your ways before it’s too late?” Before the competition started, she silently added.

Atara instructed her to kill this seductive vampire woman before her, which troubled her since she didn’t want to reduce the number of women in this world. After all, this world lacked women, right? The least she could do was to help