The Girl Who Reincarnated as a Vampire Heiress

Chapter 302

They didn't stay in the Forest of Life for too long.

After the control panel was destroyed, those transparent monsters stopped appearing endlessly, and the corpses of monsters in the forest had been cleaned up properly.

Ren Yunying collected a lot of monster blood and liquid from the cultivation tanks using specially made bottles.

She probably intended to take them back for research.

These things were not suitable to be left in the Forest of Life.

The soldiers and Chloe's team worked together to drain the light blue cultivation fluid into canisters, then thoroughly shattered the giant cultivation tanks.

Blood stains and filth were washed away by a rainstorm, and the monster corpses were packed into sacks.

After leaving the Forest of Life, they would likely cremate these monster bodies.

By the time they finished cleaning up everything and left, it was already evening.

To be honest, everyone was exhausted.

As soon as Chloe returned to the tent, she burrowed into her sleeping bag and fell asleep.

The others did the same.

Daniel even started snoring.

Qin Huaibei skillfully threw something at him, and Daniel's snoring stopped.

In the tent, the five people from The No.1 Military Academy slept soundly, their postures intimate.

When Xavier came in, he saw this scene that could be described as heartwarming.

Their sleeping bags were close together; years of companionship had made them each other's closest companions besides family, or perhaps comrades-in-arms.

From a certain perspective, this was a good thing.

Xavier walked forward, his high-top leather boots making no sound on the ground.

He picked up Chloe from the middle.

Perhaps because Chloe was sleeping so deeply, or perhaps because Xavier's movements were so light, she wasn't woken up.

Xavier actually had a strong opinion about these sleeping bags.

His daughter could endure some hardship, but when there were better options available, there was no need for her to squeeze into a sleeping bag like the others.

Xavier let out a soft snort and left the tent with Chloe.

Outside, it had become completely dark. Xavier looked down at Chloe.

The girl was sleeping soundly.

This was natural; her body wasn't suited for prolonged exertion.

She often felt drowsy during missions, and the fact that she had persevered until now was actually quite remarkable.

Xavier had never said this to anyone.

In fact, he had always felt proud and honored to have such a daughter.

The tent of the Ancestor of the Vampire clan was naturally different from those of the small fry outside.

Not to mention, compared to Chloe, Xavier was the truly fastidious, picky, and hard-to-please one.

No matter where he was, as long as his subordinates could manage it, they had to provide the great Ancestor with an exceptionally comfortable environment.

Food and accommodation had to be top-notch. Even if they couldn't be as perfect as in the Ancestors' Manor, they couldn't be too shabby.

For instance, Xavier had never made do with sleeping in a sleeping bag.

He placed the sleeping Chloe on his soft, large bed, carefully tucked her in, then raised his hand to summon the doctor.

This doctor was none other than Kewen.

Yes, the great Vampire lackey Kewen, after obtaining his dental certification, had been forced to pursue professional medical certification as well.

Now, Kewen was a professional doctor who had been polished at the Famous Vampire Medical School.

He had even published several highly influential papers.

The first thing Kewen did upon entering, besides greeting Xavier, was to complain:

"You'll turn me into a jack of all trades sooner or later."

In fact, the current Kewen could do a bit of everything except driving a four-wheeled vehicle.

"Less chatter," Xavier said, "Examine her body."

Kewen picked up his medical bag, took Chloe's hand from under the blanket, and began a thorough examination.

Occasionally, when his touch was a bit too heavy, he would be reprimanded by Xavier.

"If you wake her up, you can hang yourself at the manor gates to apologize with your life."

Kewen: "..."

He forced a fawning smile: "Of course I understand, great Ancestor."

No human rights, just the fate of a working man.

Kewen never thought himself pitiful because his salary was very high.

Moreover, he didn't want to wake Chloe either.

After all, now it was just Xavier mocking him, but if Chloe woke up, it might be two people mocking him together.

Kewen felt he couldn't handle that.

After finishing the examination, Kewen frowned slightly.

Xavier looked at him, silently inquiring.

"It's strange," Kewen said, "We've been treating her body for so many years without improvement, how come after one trip to the Elf Race, it suddenly got a little better?"

Xavier raised an eyebrow slightly.

Kewen was perplexed: "Could it be that the Elf Race's land has some special feng shui?"

"I say, if that's the case, why don't we just conquer the Elf Race? We could turn it into a holiday manor for the young miss. In the future, if she's not feeling well, she can come here for recuperation."

Xavier: "..."

"Not a bad idea, but you've got the wrong direction."

Kewen was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Xavier slightly raised his finger, and suddenly a blue-green light flashed from Chloe's neck.

Realizing what it was, Kewen froze for a good ten seconds before widening his eyes in disbelief:

"Is that...?"

Xavier looked at him and nodded noncommittally.

Kewen could hardly believe his eyes. After a long while, he looked around nervously and said:

"What should we do? Should we run away right now? If those stubborn old fogies in the Elder Council discover that the Heart of the Forest is missing, it's bound to be another fierce battle."

"No need."

As soon as Kewen finished speaking, Xavier said this.

He focused intently on the sleeping Chloe on the bed: "This thing was given to her by her friend, the Elf Clan's Holy Maiden."

"..."

"Great Ancestor, how did this come about?"

Xavier gave him a very impatient look.

Kewen immediately understood, coughed twice and said no more, lest he upset the great Ancestor.

Well, Kewen really hadn't expected that a trip to the Elf Race would bring such an unexpected joy.

Their young miss was truly good at making friends.

To be honest, when they came here to find traces of the Viper Group, weren't they also harboring the intention of stealing the Heart of the Forest?

This supreme treasure was very useful for nurturing the body, but they hadn't expected that before they could go steal it, the Heart of the Forest would end up hanging around the young miss's neck in such a dramatic fashion.

This was really...

Kewen shook his head, sighed at their great fortune, then asked:

"So what are we going to do next?"

Xavier's voice was calm: "The Werewolf Race."

"Oh," Kewen thought of something and became nervous again, "But the shortest route from here to the Werewolf Race passes right through there, doesn't it?"

Hearing this, Xavier raised his eyes:

"They will make way for us."