A Righteous Demon Girl and the Angel She’ll Never Meet-Chapter 17 : Chapter 17

Chapter 17 : Between the two of them, who is the master, and who is the pet?
Nolen Tuoriduo, with her iconic silver hair and red eyes, along with her petite, loli-like figure passed down through her lineage, had an unmistakable identity—she was a member of the Bloodkin royal family, the current Bloodkin High Princess, and the only daughter of the reigning Bloodkin Queen.
At the same time, she was also the “certain shut-in wasting away in the suburbs” that Iphilia had mentioned earlier, the only vampire Iphilia knew.
In terms of their relationship, the two could be considered best friends.
As for the white-haired girl clinging to her, that was Lina, Nolen’s pet and blood source.
To be honest, Iphilia had more than once wondered who was truly the master and who was the pet in this dynamic.
After all…
“Wah! My master’s aggrieved, crying face is just too adorable! Quick, let me hug you”
Lola had finally managed to calm Nolen down from crying, but Lina, sitting on the other side, shamelessly latched onto her again.
Her small hands roamed over Nolen’s body without restraint, while she slyly burrowed into Nolen’s arms, causing Nolen’s face, which had just begun to settle, to flush red again.
“Hehe, Master smells so nice, I love it~”
“Ugh! Lina, stop touching everywhere, it tickles…”
You two, could you please be a bit more mindful of the occasion when flaunting your affection? There’s a single dog here, hello!
Though Iphilia had more or less grown used to it, she still silently grumbled in her heart.
Also, Nolen, could you at least try to stand up for yourself? You’re the Bloodkin High Princess, for crying out loud! Being teased and toyed with so casually is just too embarrassing, isn’t it!?
To be frank, if it weren’t Iphilia here but someone else, seeing Nolen so submissive might have led them to imagine countless scenarios of a seemingly weak but secretly cunning character.
After all, the Bloodkin royal family was notorious for being like sesame-stuffed dumplings—soft outside, scheming inside.
Nolen, as the grand Bloodkin High Princess, would naturally make anyone think she was just pretending to be weak for outsiders or had some peculiar fetish.
But Iphilia knew all too well that her best friend was genuinely as pure as those pointy-eared elves, with no such peculiar fetishes.
She was truly—just—completely—unable—to—be—dominant!
Basically, she was destined to be the submissive one for life.
At this thought, Iphilia couldn’t help but look at Nolen, who was being teased by Lina until her face was flushed with embarrassment, with a hint of pity.
Nolen, see? Being single is the way to go! What’s so great about having a girlfriend? Getting teased all day long! I, Iphilia, will absolutely never get a girlfriend!!!
Of course, Iphilia had no idea that within a week or two, her future self would thoroughly betray this conviction. But that’s a story for another time.
Naturally, some might ask: if girls are off the table, what about boys?
Hah, boys are a different story altogether.
If a girl confessed to Iphilia, she’d at most politely decline and hand out a nice-guy card. But boys? Heh, they could go talk to her shotgun.
“Ahem, I say, you two, haven’t you had enough? I came here for serious business.”
Seeing that Lina had no intention of stopping, and to rescue her best friend (Nolen was now staring at Iphilia with a pitiful “save me, save me” look), Iphilia coughed twice, signaling for them to cut it out.
“Tch…”
Though Lina clearly looked reluctant, Iphilia was a guest, and showing off in front of a guest—especially a single one—was a bit tactless.
So, despite her thousandfold displeasure, she grudgingly sat up from Nolen’s embrace.
[Well, whatever. I can always continue tonight.]
Unaware of what awaited her that evening, Nolen gave Iphilia a grateful nod.
To prevent another assault from her pet, she cleverly shifted to the side, letting the maid sit between her and Lina.
Lina: Heartbroken.
…
Afterward, Iphilia recounted to her best friend the events and discoveries from her visit to Uncle Wei that noon, though she kept the information about the white-haired Miss Angel under wraps.
It wasn’t exactly something to brag about, so no need to spread it around.
Nolen’s expression grew noticeably more serious as she listened.
Her brows furrowed slightly, as if deep in thought, her crimson eyes filled with a focused intensity.
At that moment, Nolen finally resembled the Bloodkin High Princess she was.
After pondering for a long while, Nolen let out a sigh and shook her head helplessly at Iphilia.
“No impression. It’s strange. Every subject in this city is under my control—be they poor or rich, commoner or noble, thug or exile. Every move of the Bloodkin is under my surveillance. Let alone committing a crime, not a single Bloodkin has even passed through that district in the past week.”
Iphilia’s face darkened slightly upon hearing this.
Though her best friend might be soft by nature, she was undeniably reliable when it came to serious matters.
If Nolen said there was nothing, then there was likely nothing.
But that only made things more perplexing.
Uncle Wei’s condition was unmistakably that of a blood thrall.
Yet, in this world, what race besides the Bloodkin could turn a human into a blood thrall?
Strange, truly strange.
“However, about a month ago, a commoner Bloodkin named Carl suddenly vanished. Since he was just a commoner, I didn’t pay much attention. I figured he’d probably just left Wangyou City, outside my surveillance range. But now, it seems that among all the Bloodkin in Wangyou City, this Carl is the only one with even a slight possibility of being involved.”
After musing a bit longer, Nolen provided Iphilia with a piece of somewhat useful information.
Iphilia gave a quick thanks for the help and hurriedly left Nolen’s mansion, flying swiftly toward the city center.
On the way, Iphilia checked the time on her phone.
She’d lingered at Nolen’s place so long that she’d forgotten she still had school that afternoon.
At this hour, the first class was probably already over! Fortunately, her special status meant the homeroom teacher likely wouldn’t scold her too much.
She’d originally planned to wrap things up quickly and exchange information with a certain angel. Ugh, her terrible sense of time… it hadn’t improved one bit since her human days!