CHAPTER 212

Cinderella sniffed a couple of times and said, “Vampires that drink blood often smell like funeral flowers, just the same as those humans who are poisoned and are going to die sooner or later. It is one of the scents that humans in the past used to spot vampires and kill them. We are cursed beings, after all. We smell like a funeral. We smell like death.”

Charles didn’t know why Cinderella was suddenly talking about funeral flowers.

“But you don’t smell like funeral flowers,” Cinderella added. “It leads me to believe that you probably haven’t consumed blood in at least three nights.”

“W-What are you talking about?” Charles feigned ignorance.

Theron also looked at Cinderella. “What has gotten into you? Why are you suddenly chatting with that guy? Don’t tell me, you’re interested in him now?”

Cinderella looked back at Theron. “If I tell you that I am, what would you do?”

Theron grinned angrily. “You are doing this just because I refrained myself from fighting him. I don’t think someone
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