Reality is:

The castle where Dracula resides is located on a hilltop, but the environment is far from being "steep cliffs".

It is not dilapidated at all, at most it looks historically significant from a distance, giving the viewer a heavy visual impact.

There are no rusty iron fences or dilapidated gardens, because after walking through a large lawn, you can reach an open-style large garden.

The entire garden is sloping and divided into two halves by the road on the central axis, with terraces on either side of the road.

They are equipped with platform flower beds, luo female water pools holding water bottles, various sizes of fountains, and various statues, etc.

Wang Yafu did not observe at close range, but she could still tell that those sculptures were completely different from the mass-produced ones she had seen in squares and pedestrian streets before.

It must be admitted that the taste of blood vampires is the closest to humans among all races, and it is the best, at least more down-to-earth than the statues of the sons of the gods.

The two entered the castle one after another and came to the reception hall to sit down facing each other.

Blood was injected into the fireplace and the fire started to burn. Dracula happily nestled in the softness of the sofa, surrounded by warmth.

'I'm hungry when I feel warm. Wang Yafu, do you want to eat? I have beef here, sister.'

'I don't eat live cows!'

Wang Yafu immediately refused.

When it comes to the food that blood vampires like, including many others, they will all think of dairy cows being preyed upon in the quiet of the night;

Or the goats from someone's home that were slaughtered to the point of a whole housing census...

Thinking that a few seconds ago the animals would be alive and kicking, but instantly bitten by sharp fangs, Wang Yafu suddenly lost her appetite.

'I think you should give it a try. You might fall in love with those foods.'

Dracula shook the bell on the table, shaking it twice in total;

Soon, the doors of the living room opened, and a maid who was yawning held out a plate in each hand;

Many blood vampires sleep during the day, and those like Dracula who can move freely twenty-four hours a day are rare;

There are also some who can move during the day but appear listless, as if they could fall asleep at any time, and this maid is the best example.

'Here are lunch and drinks for this lady! There's nothing else, yawn... I'm going to take a nap.'

'Take your time!'

The maid, who took three steps and stopped, finally left the living room unsteadily, disappearing into the dark corridor at the master's beckoning.

'Look, don't you humans eat this kind of food?'

The food placed in front of Wang Yafu, like the one on Dracula's plate, was a steak that looked about 70% cooked;

The vegetables piled up on the side were not seen because Dracula did not like them, probably because he was picky.

Overall, there was no scene that destroyed the appetite as imagined;

If the food in the plate had to be defined, it would be just ordinary Western food, and the drink was poured into a tall glass.

'Well, the red color makes me have a big appetite.'

Dracula picked up the glass and shook the sediment inside, and some small particles floated up.

'Is, is that blood?'

Seeing Wang Yafu's shocked expression, it seemed like the big sister in front of her would pounce on her neck and leave two bite marks at any moment, but she still hasn't guessed it once.

'Are you talking about this drink? You have a good eye. This is fresh, natural, pollution-free, freshly squeezed... tomato juice!'

After making sure that the drink would not overflow from the cup, his long nails slid along the cup and pointed to a garden outside the window:

'There are vegetables and fruits planted by the maids there;

Many of our fellow vampires are too lazy to go to the town to buy groceries, so they live a self-sufficient life like my sister. There is also a place inside the castle where cows and sheep are raised.'

'It's so different...'

Wang Yafu muttered a little louder:

'This is completely different from the legendary stories I've heard. At least no one has ever mentioned that blood vampires live a farmer's life.'"Are you human? It's normal not to hear fair and objective evaluations. Even between nations, they often vilify other countries and emperors for personal purposes, let alone such a large gap between races."

"I'm sorry!"

"Why apologize? You're an ordinary person who has been deceived, and you didn't participate in any smear campaign, so there's no need to feel sorry for my sister. But that steak will get cold if you don't eat it soon!"

Wang Yafu picked up the cutlery, then quickly put it down and nervously rubbed his hands.

"Sister Dracula, please tell me the truth. Why would you help someone you don't know and treat me so warmly?"

The girl paused her meal for a second.

"What makes you say that?"

"Don't play dumb! Although I'm not smart, I'm not stupid either. I know there is no goodwill for no reason in this world, and heaven doesn't drop pie from the sky. There must be a reasonable explanation for why you helped me."

"...Isn't it a good thing?"

The cutlery was inserted into the table with a swoosh. Dracula's expression was relieved, not bothering with table manners at the moment.

"Wang Yafu, no! Little sister is quite clever, and sister is most willing to communicate with someone like you."

"Does that mean you're willing to reveal your true intentions?"

"Why not explain the reasons? Big sister is not a philanthropist, and she can't just go around saving people all day just for the sake of psychological satisfaction."

"So, that thing you need help with is the best reason for me being here?"

"Yes, there is indeed something that I want to ask little sister to do, as a way to repay my previous favor of saving you! The task itself isn't difficult, as long as you maintain your human identity, it's easy to accomplish..."

Hands folded on the table, a glimmer of red light shimmered in Dracula's eyes;

It was a shrewd gaze that could only be achieved through careful calculation.