On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I am here to pay New Year greetings to my friends. I wish you all good health and all the best in the new year.

===========================================================

What is a noble, with a high status? With wealth as thick as snow, as free and easy as the wind, or as temperament as an orchid? Or will it suck blood and become immortal?

In fact, nobility is just a self-proclaimed title, a title that is used to comfort oneself and improve oneself. Nobility does not exist as a family. Real vampires do not live in groups, and real aristocrats live alone, with their own castles and their own systems and principles.

And where is the nobility? The most valuable thing is knowing that you are a noble, knowing what you can do and what you cannot do. If you do something that is inconsistent with your status as a noble, you will naturally be punished.

"A true noble! A true noble! A true..." On the way back to the room, Ai Xia kept mumbling to herself. She had no way to vent her dissatisfaction except this way. She even thought that she was not a true noble!

Among the nobility, there is a principle, that is, the stronger the strength, the stronger will be more noble, and the weaker will naturally be more inferior. However, there is also an identity recognition that is only spread among certain strong people, and that is the true nobility! Nobles with human blood, or nobility without life, are not real nobility.

And Aisha knew very clearly what the real nobleman Thrall said, or simply what Enel was. She was alive. There was not a drop of human blood in her body, at least she had never been human.

Because there are no teeth marks on her neck.

Thinking of this, Ai Xia rubbed her neck vigorously, but this futile move never had any better results besides bringing her pain.

"This is a mark!" Overlis once warned her to stop her from doing this. "Since it is a mark, it must have a meaning. There is no need to erase it, and it cannot be erased."

"No~" Ai Xia has always been very strong, and it is not easy for her to accept this kind of thing, let alone being laughed at by the other party now. The more she thinks about it, the more uncomfortable she feels. Ai Xia exerts force with her five fingers, and the skin on her neck is torn open, and dirty liquid flows down her neck, through her collar and into her chest.

"Aisha!" Overlis suddenly appeared, interrupting her further self-torture.

"Chief!" Ai Xia was stunned, looked at him in the mirror, and turned around, "Are you back?"

"I..." But when she stared at it, there was nothing in front of her. Overlis did not exist at all. Everything was just her temporary dazzling, temporary fantasy, and temporary self-absorption. It was impossible in the first place. She should have known this for a long time, but it still happened from time to time.

Looking back to the mirror in disappointment, there is nothing there, because she is not a real noble, and there is no sight in the mirror. This is not a torture for a woman who loves beauty.

"No!" After Ai Xia's heart struggled, she finally made up her mind, "I don't want to be like this, I want to become stronger! I want to become a true noble! No matter how much it costs!"

"No matter what the cost?" Suddenly a strange voice sounded behind her. Ai Xia was startled and turned around like lightning, but the place was still empty and there was nothing. However, this time she believed it was definitely not an illusion, because completely unfamiliar things could not appear in illusions.

"Not bad!" Ai Xia didn't know why she answered, but her heart was driving her.

"Okay! In that case, I can give you a chance!" As she said that, something appeared out of thin air on the ground in front of her. It was a white long sword. The silver water lines were undulating as if they were alive. The handle of the circular cylinder and the stem of a small pillar looked very special and strange.