However, what appeared before him was by no means the giant rat he envisioned falling into a granary.
Instead, it was like the Empress born from this sea of blood.
Her expression was arrogant, without a hint of guilt from being caught by the owner, she said loudly:
"Standing before you is the Blood-Clad Princess of the Blood Royal Court, a direct descendant of the ancestor of thousands of bloodlines of the Cepesh Family, heir to the Tyrant Bloodline, protector of Hunyad and Galati (place names in Transylvania), Her Highness Furinjira Cepesh. If a filthy and foul-smelling lowly being like you kneels down immediately to kiss my toe, I might consider continuing to tolerate the existence of your despicable life."
Furinjira, wearing a Bloodthorn Crown, had milk-white skin covered with blood-red totems exuding a wild aura, raised her exquisite and petite chin, looking down haughtily at the owner there to capture the thief.
