<h4>Chapter 638 Wow, Such a Big ckCat!</h4>


    At the mention of the Count’s wife, the first thought that shed through his mind was of the historically renowned vampiress. The seductive yet regal woman standing before him now fitted the image of a vampiress far better than the theatrical depictions he had seen in his past life.


    “That’s Cami Bartoli, the princess of the vampire race. However, most people refer to her as Mistress Martoli,” Scheer introduced in a quiet voice. She was looking at the vampiress with a remarkably calm expression.


    “So she really is a vampiress.” Mag raised his eyebrows, but wasn’t too surprised by that. This was the second time he had met a vampire. The first such asion was during the conference between the dragons and the demons, when he had met Drac.


    Mag’s gaze then turned to the servant beside Cami. The servant’s entire body was enveloped in a ck cloak, revealing only a pair of green eyes, which were glowing slightly beneath her dark cloak, creating a rather eerie effect.


    “So she’s a big bat?” Amy’s eyes were filled with curiosity as she turned toward Cami and her servant.


    “Meow!” Ugly Duckling was holding onto Amy’s dress with all its might to prevent itself from falling off. However, as it did so, it was staring intently at the servant with its fangs bared as if it were getting ready to pounce at any moment.


    “Why are you all so scared? Do you really think any of you will be able to catch my eye?” A deriding sneer appeared on Cami’s lips as she nced across at everyone in the banquet hall. However, her gaze settled on Scheer momentarily before turning to Amy, upon which her eyes lit up slightly.


    Mag immediately positioned himself in front of Amy upon seeing this. This woman was very beautiful, but she also struck him with a sense of danger. She was clearly far more powerful than him.


    It had always been said that vampires preferred the blood of virgins. Amy was still quite young, but there was no guarantee that there wouldn’t be any vampires with strange fetishes.


    All of the women present heaved a collective sigh of relief. However, they were also slightly disappointed at the same time. Only the most beautiful of women could catch Mistress Bartoli’s eye, so attracting her interest was a glowing tick of approval for one’s beauty. They were clearly not up to that standard.


    However, she seemed to have developed an interest in that half-elf little girl, which drew curiosity from everyone. Could it be that she was going to make her move on a little girl?


    “Heh, you’re very adorable, little girl. But don’t worry, I won’t pursue underage kids.” Cami looked at Amy and Mag with a smile as she slowly descended down the stairs.


    The soles of her ck leather boots clicked down the stone steps, and as she walked, the skirt part of her dress was lifted slightly, revealing her fair and supple legs, which ignited mes of desire in the hearts of countless men.


    “Interesting.” A smile also appeared on Mag’s face.


    Amy poked her head out from behind Mag with a curious expression, and asked, “I’m Amy; what’s your name, beautiful big sister?”


    “They all call me Mistress Bartoli, but you can call me Cami.” Cami was slightly surprised as she looked at Amy.


    Other little kids were always scrambling to get as far away from her as possible, so she was very surprised to see this little girl taking the initiative to speak to her, and in such a friendly manner, no less.


    “Hello, Big Sister Cami.” Amy nodded in response.


    “Hello.” Cami nodded with a rather aloof expression.


    However, Amy wasn’t fazed at all by her slightly cold demeanor. She pointed at the servant in ck robes, and asked, “Is that your servant? What’s her name?”


    Cami hesitated momentarily before taking a wild guess. “Little ck?”


    “Please call me Caesar, esteemed mistress.” A sharp and slightly eerie female voice sounded from within the ck robe. The voice was tinged with a hint of unhappiness and exasperation.


    “Caesar? That sounds like a really good name, but why are you covering yourself up so much?” Amy walked in a circle around the ck-robed servant with a curious look on her face.


    Ugly Duckling extended its neck, and was sniffing like a little puppy as if it were trying to catch a whiff of something.


    “This is how I like to dress.” The ck-robed servant remained standing on the spot, but her voice suggested that she was a little ufortable.


    “I see. You must be really ugly then, right?” Amy looked at the ck-robed servant with a sympathetic expression.


    “Huh?” The servant was clearly taken aback by that question.


    “It’s alright. Look at Ugly Duckling; it’s so ugly, but it’s never thought about covering itself up. No matter how ugly you are, you can’t be as ugly as Ugly Duckling, right?” Amy consoled.


    “Meow-“Ugly Duckling looked at Amy with a hurt expression.


    “Of course I’m far more beautiful than this stupid cat,” the servant replied in a haughty manner.


    “Not necessarily,” Cami suddenly interjected.


    “It’s alright, I understand. Ugly Duckling also thinks that it’s very beautiful.” Amy nodded with a knowing expression.


    Cami snapped her fingers at a waitress, indicating for the waitress toe to her.


    “Mistress, w-what would you like?” The waitress was clearly very nervous. The tter that she was holding was shaking due to her trembling hands, and the sses of wine were wobbling slightly as a result.


    “Such inferior quality wine is not appealing to me at all. Get me a ss of blood, and make it fresh.” Cami gave the waitress a seductive smile.


    “Argh!” the waitress screamed as the tter slipped out of her hands. The wine sses all crashed to the floor, sending wine spilling in all directions.


    Scheer took a nce at the petrified waitress before making her way over to Cami with a smile. She said, “I heard that Mistress Bartoli loves wine. I just so happen to have a bottle of wine brewed in our family’s winery. If you don’t mind, I would be happy to offer it to you.”


    “Not only is Young Mistress Scheer extremely beautiful, your intelligence and wisdom are also unmatched.” Cami slowly approached Scheer, and whispered into her ear, “You sure are tempting.”


    Scheer’s eyelids twitched, but her expression remainedpletely unchanged as she replied, “Mistress Bartoli’s beauty is eternal; you make all of us women envious.”


    “President of the Chamber of Commerce, Jeffree Moreton is here! City Lord Michael is here!”


    Right at this moment, the attendant made two loud announcements in session, drawing everyone’s attention to the entrance.


    The stern-looking Jeffree and the broad and powerful Michael walked down the stairs side by side. The chatter in the banquet hall slowly died down as everyone looked at the two of them with awe and veneration in their eyes.


    Vivian and Luna were just behind them, and they were also walking side by side.


    “Whoosh!”


    Right at this moment, the sound of fluttering clothes erupted.


    “Wow, such a big ck cat!” Amy cried out in surprise.