Fani stood in a ready stance, facing Al, who looked surprisingly relaxed with drowsy eyes.
She was ready to fight.
And it seemed… a serious battle was about to begin.
But...
"Hufft…" Al let out a lazy sigh, shaking his head slowly.
"I'm not in the mood to fight right now. My mood's already bad. My room just got destroyed, you know."
Fani didn't respond to the half-joking remark and kept her combat stance firm.
"Tell me, how did you know I'm from the vampire race?"
Al looked at her calmly.
"Hmmm... that's a bit hard to explain. Let's just say I have really good eyesight."
Fani fell silent, seemingly deep in thought, unsure whether she should attack or not. Al appeared weak, but what he had just done to her was more than enough to reveal the gap in their strength. She hesitated, uncertain of her next move.
"Relax," Al said casually. "I have no problem with demi-humans, especially vampires. Are you from the Achillios family? Or Luigino?"
