The night was shrouded in darkness, with only the moon’s silver glow providing faint illumination. Occasional sounds of nocturnal animals and insects drifted from the distant forest.
Ella and Gaim rode their motor bicycles through the shadows, keeping the magic lamps extinguished. Their vampiric eyes allowed them to see clearly even in near-total darkness.
When they neared their target, they concealed the motor bicycles deep in the bushes and continued on foot. Gaim handed Ella her Mitrisil katana, which he had carried in the long sling bag on his back. His own blade remained fastened securely at his hip.
With silent, predatory stealth, they approached the Red Moon syndicate’s lair. They stopped on a small hill that offered a clear but safe vantage point over the secluded private mansion nestled in the heart of the forest. Gaim passed Ella a monocular.
The mansion was guarded by rough-looking vampires dressed like common criminals. From their observation, no gathering of noble vampires had begun yet, so they waited patiently.
A short while later, a group of elegantly dressed figures emerged from the forest path — unmistakably vampire nobles.
“They must have parked their motor carriages outside the forest,” Gaim whispered.
“We move the moment the gate opens,” Ella said calmly. “We dash in and cut down everyone in our path.”
“Yes, My Love,” Gaim nodded.
As the gates swung open and the nobles began to enter, Ella and Gaim unleashed their vampiric speed. They blurred forward like deadly shadows, katanas flashing in lethal arcs. Ella slashed her way through the courtyard with graceful precision, while Gaim cut down any enemies attempting to flank them from behind.
Ella kicked the main doors open with a powerful burst of strength and stormed into the grand hall.
Inside, dozens of Red Moon vampires were already waiting for them in ambush.
In the center stood a man dressed in extravagant noble attire, complete with a stylish hat and a golden cane topped with a strange metallic orb. This was clearly Eric, the leader.
“Damn it… this is a trap,” Ella thought.
“Well, well… Lady Ella, the famous daywalker,” Eric drawled with a mocking smile, his eyes roaming shamelessly over her completely naked body. “What a pleasure to see you — quite literally. Your naked fashion is incredibly sexy. I must say, your breasts and pussy are truly gorgeous. Have you come to purchase some of my special blood wine?”
“You must be Eric, the criminal lord,” Ella replied coldly. “Your crimes disgust me. I’m going to cut every last one of you down.”
“You can try,” Eric chuckled, “but you won’t succeed.”
Before Ella could respond, Eric snapped his fingers twice and spoke loudly:
“Lady Ella! You can’t reach me!”
He then tapped his golden ring against the metal orb on his cane, producing a clear, bell-like chime.
“Get them!” he ordered.
The Red Moon vampires surged forward. Ella and Gaim fought valiantly, their superior strength, blinding speed, and Mitrisil blades making short work of the attackers. The silver ingredient in the Mitrisil alloy seared through vampire flesh with terrifying ease, preventing regeneration.
While Gaim carved through the remaining enemies, Ella fought her way toward Eric and his hulking vampire bodyguard.
She swung her katana in a lethal arc toward Eric’s neck — only for the blade to stop dead in mid-air, as if blocked by an invisible wall.
Ella pulled back and struck again from another angle. Once more, the sword halted before reaching him.
Eric smirked. “Like I said… you can’t reach me, Lady Ella.”
Suddenly, Eric’s massive bodyguard delivered a powerful side kick to Ella’s stomach, sending her flying several feet backward into a wall.
Ella crashed hard. Her vision blurred as pain exploded through her body.
She faintly heard Gaim shouting her name as he desperately tried to defend her from the remaining vampires.
Eric’s voice echoed in her fading consciousness: “Too bad I can’t kill you right now, Lady Ella. Your blood is far too valuable, a rare commodity!”
Through her blurry sight, she saw Eric and his bodyguard retreating.
Before the remaining vampires could finish her off, Ella’s powerful vampiric regeneration kicked in. Her injuries healed rapidly. With renewed fury, she parried their attacks and slashed them down as if they were made of butter.
Together with Gaim, they finished off the last of the Red Moon members in the lair.
Panting and covered in sweat, Ella and Gaim stood amid the carnage, trying to catch their breath.
Then, exhaustion finally overwhelmed Ella. Her vision darkened, and she collapsed.
Gaim moved swiftly, catching her naked body in his strong arms before she could hit the ground. He held her close, her full breasts pressing against his chest, her cum-stained pussy still leaking faintly against his thigh.
The battle was won… but Eric had escaped.
~•~•~•~
Ella slowly opened her eyes. Warm sunlight streamed into her luxurious bedchamber, bathing her naked body in a gentle golden glow.
She tried to sit up, her full, heavy breasts swaying softly with the movement. On her right, Liza looked at her with teary eyes, her own bare breasts rising and falling with anxious breaths. On her left, Emilia watched with deep worry etched across her beautiful face, her smooth pussy and elegant curves fully exposed. Not far away stood Kane and Gaim, while Tania waited attentively nearby.
All of them — except Kane and Gaim — were completely naked.
“What happened?” Ella asked, her voice still slightly hoarse.
“You were unconscious the entire night!” Liza cried, her voice trembling with relief.
“When you lost consciousness, we fed you animal blood mixed with warm milk,” Emilia added softly.
“My lady, how do you feel?” Gaim asked, concern clear in his tone.
Ella checked her body. Her vampiric regeneration had done its work perfectly. “I feel fine… I’ve already healed.”
Tania stepped forward and offered her a glass of plain water. Ella drank it gratefully, the cool liquid soothing her throat.
“Gaim, are you alright? Nothing happened to you?” Ella asked, turning her gaze to him.
“Don’t worry about me, my lady. I am perfectly fine,” he replied.
Gaim then bowed deeply. “My lady, I must apologize. Eric and several of his bodyguards escaped. This is my failure. I will accept any punishment you deem fit.”
“There is no need for punishment,” Ella said gently. “It was not your fault.”
Kane stepped forward with a grave expression. “My lady, there is more bad news. The vampire nobles we slew at the manor gate… they were not real nobles.”
“What?” Ella’s eyes narrowed.
“They were Eric’s underlings disguised as nobles,” Kane explained. “The real vampire nobles remained safe in their own estates.”
“This Eric… he truly irritates me,” Ella thought, irritation flaring inside her. “Damn you, Eric!”
“Is there any more bad news?” she asked.
“There is, my lady…” Kane began.
“Enough,” Ella interrupted, raising a hand. “I need a moment alone. I will see you in my private office later, Kane. Tania, bring me some animal blood wine.”
She turned to the others. “Liza, Emilia, Gaim… I need some time to myself.”
“We understand,” Emilia said softly.
Once they had left the bedchamber, Tania returned with a glass of rich animal blood wine. Ella stood by the window, completely naked, sipping the crimson liquid while gazing out at the sunlit gardens. Her mind raced, trying to piece together what had happened with Eric, but her thoughts remained clouded.
“Perhaps I should take a walk first,” she murmured.
Ella began strolling gracefully through her mansion, her elegant movements only enhancing the breathtaking beauty of her fully naked body. Her full breasts swayed sensually with each step, stiff nipples catching the light. Her smooth, plump pussy and long, toned legs were shamelessly on display, the soft lips still slightly puffy from the previous intense lovemaking.
Tania followed a few steps behind, also completely naked except for her maid headdress, her own bare breasts and pussy fully exposed.
As Ella walked, she noticed that almost all her maids had now embraced complete nudity. Everywhere she looked, beautiful young women moved about their duties with bare breasts bouncing gently and smooth pussies glistening in the daylight — a clear sign that the truth about Goddess Eronia’s teachings had spread throughout the estate.
“Perhaps the truth has finally reached them,” Ella thought with a small smile. “They have all embraced the true teachings of the Goddess.”
She continued to the garden and sat down elegantly on a cushioned chair, crossing one long leg over the other. The movement caused her slick pussy lips to part slightly, exposing the delicate pink interior to the warm sun.
Ella closed her eyes and replayed the confrontation with Eric in her mind. She remembered how her katana had stopped mid-swing, blocked by some invisible force.
“What a strange phenomenon… Vampires cannot use mana, so it cannot be magic,” she murmured.
Suddenly, a memory from her past life as Ishida surfaced — countless magic shows and YouTube videos she had watched. There were performers known as mentalists who used similar techniques involving sound and suggestion.
“Hypnosis…!” Ella whispered aloud, her eyes snapping open.
“So that old vampire used hypnosis to influence my body without me realizing it!” she hissed. “Damn you, Eric!”
Fueled by fresh determination, Ella rose gracefully. Her naked body moved with regal poise as she walked toward her private office, ready to face the challenge ahead.