Chapter 69: "Prisma, The City of Visual Arts"

The confused Vampire waited for her to answer, but Ivory's eyelids seemed to be getting heavy, and she had already fallen asleep after a short while.

Sigmund was about to stand up and check the other rooms and outside to check if there was really someone eavesdropping on them, but his Master was already clinging onto him. He didn't want to wake her up, so he just stayed by her side.

"You'll leave me hanging again and forget everything tomorrow, huh," he kissed her forehead, and embraced his Master very close towards him, "Sleep well, Ivory."

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Ivory opened her eyes as soon as the sun had risen. She didn't know why, but she somehow felt a bit tired even though she had just woken up.

"Maybe I had a dream, but I can't remember anything," she sat and stretched her arms high up.