Dracula’s Castle 7

The black-haired beauty was a Reaper Banshee.

Ren checked the Reaper's stats and found that there was nothing for him to worry about. If anything, Evie's cute little tantrum was harder to deal with.

Until now, she was still stomping on his boots and refused to meet his gaze. It seemed like she was pretending not to know that her heels were drilling against his shoes.

Ren thought that his girlfriend was really endearing. She was so adorable that he accidentally guilt-tripped himself into thinking that it was his fault that she was jealous.

There was really nothing she should worry about. In this life and in the next, he would be loyal to her.

Ren always spoke with action not words and immediately burned the banshee with a swipe of his scepter. Hopefully, Evie saw that he wasn't the least bit blinded by beautiful looks nor the allure of flesh.

The Reaper Banshee's shrieks and screams pierced the room, attracting the slumbering vampires and monsters in the area.