Creak—

  In the royal pace, the ornate doors of a luxurious room swung open.

  El entered, apanied by Linlin and several others.

  Inside, a mature woman with striking green hair, a, beautiful face, and a height of at least three meters y weakly on a bed, receiving intravenous treatment.

  Surprisingly, her wrists were restrained by seastone cuffs.

  "Oh my, what an ued guest!"

  The woman on the bed turned her head and smiled seductively at the group. Casting a flirtatious g El—the tall and imposing man leading them—she purred, "A Lunarian, truly a fasating race… Handsome, do you want to spend the night with me?"

  "Old hag, stop pretending to be young!"

  Linlin narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and ughed coldly as she towered over the woman. "When we first freed you, you looked like you were barely in your 30s. Now you look like you’re in your 40s!"

  "Aen days or so, and you’ll probably turn into an ugly old e!"

  "If it weren’t for Dr. Kureha keeping you alive with nutrient iions, you’d probably be dead by now!"

  This woman was no ordinary figure.

  Despite her harmless appearance, she was infamous as the most dangerous female criminal in history, known for decapitating her enemies and piling their heads into gruesome dispys.

  She was also the wielder of the Mouse-Mouse Fruit, Mythical Zoan: Kamaitachi Form, with absurdly powerful abilities.

  Once, she attacked a rge Navy stronghold, decapitating tless Marines and creating such horror that Navy Headquarters issued a Buster Call against her. A Navy Admiral and an Admiral didate—now-retired Admiral Ross—were dispatched to subdue her.

  After her defeat, she was frozen in suspended animation and imprisoned in Impel Down’s Level 6: Eternal Hell.

  Though she appeared youthful, her body had rapidly deteriorated after being thawed, her physical funs long since decayed.

  Her only ce of survival—and tain her lost youth—was to bee Linlin's Bloodborne.

  "o say it like that…"

  The ‘Demon Lady,’ Irma Irene, showed no fear. She let out a chilling ugh and said mogly, "You all clearly value my strength and wao fight for you, don’t you?"

  Inwardly, however, rese brewed.

  Oerror of the seas, her name had struck fear into tless hearts, even prompting a Navy Buster Call. She had been sealed and frozen for decades, her sciousrapped in eorment.

  Now, finally free, her body betrayed her, rapidly aging and deg.

  Though Linlin could grant her youth and potentially a longer life, being Linlin’s Bloodbor eternal servitude. Her life ah would rest entirely in Linlin’s hands, aance would be impossible.

  "As long as you uand," Linlin said coldly, fixing Ireh an icy stare.

  "Alright, enough with the pleasantries," El interrupted, waving dismissively.

  He looked directly at Irene, whose beauty still held traces of her flory and whose name once made Mariremble.

  "Give me your answer now," he said calmly. "After all, you’re not the only one we freed from Impel Down."

  Her response would determine her future standing ito Land Kingdom. Would she be nothing more than a pawn of war, or a valued rade with some measure of status?

  El’s mastery of Advanced Observation Haki ensured he would detect even the fai hint of treachery.

  "Hmm… It seems I have no choice," Irma Iretered with a wry smile, her expression shifting as she resigned herself to her fate.

  "From now on, I’ll be in your care, El-sama… and Linlin-sama."

  "Mamahahaha~! At least you know what’s good for you!" Linlin huffed, smirking in satisfa.

  With El's approval, Linlin stepped forward.

  In an instant, her form shifted into her hybrid state, transf into a ferocious vampire. She opened her gaping maw, revealing razor-sharp fangs.

  "Don't resist—it'll be over soon!"

  Linlin sneered, her fangs glinting ominously. She yahe IV from Irma Irene’s arm and saeeth into the woman’s neck.

  "Ahhh—"

  Irma Irene’s eyes bulged, her entire body trembling violently as she let out a pained scream.

  Her blood was ruthlessly drained, and her body defted like a punctured balloon, shrinking and shriveling at a terrifying rate.

  The sight sent shivers down anyone's spine.

  Then, fresh blood was ied into her.

  Her withered, mummified body quickly regais fullness, filling out as if revitalized. She appeared rejuvenated, her body glowing with the vitality of youth. Her once-pallid skin regais color and luster, and her appeararansformed into that of a vibrant young woman in her early twenties.

  Her tall, elegant figure now exuded charm, with exaggerated curves and stunniy. The only noticeable ge was her eyes, which had turned blood-red, like two gleaming rubies exuding an eerie allure.

  "This is…"

  Irma Irene g Linlin, who had retracted her fangs auro her human form. Then she looked at her own youthful, reinvigorated body, no longer deg with age.

  "Mhmhmhm… this youthful body… It’s incredible!"

  Irma Irene’s eyes widened with excitement and joy. Even with the seastone cuffs still on her wrists, she could feel that her oeriorating bodily funs had fully recovered, even surpassing her former state.

  "I don’t think you’ll be needing these anymore!"

  Sally approached with a cheerful smile, unlog the seastone cuffs.

  "Mhmhmhm…"

  Still lying in the bed, Irma Irene's aura surged. Her body morphed dramatically, her face twisting into a menag visage. Thick fur sprouted across her body, her limbs transformed into razor-sharp cws, and her back greair of demonigs.

  "I feel… better than ever!"

  She disappeared in a fsh, reappearing behind Sally with astonishing speed. Her cwed hand, shrouded in Haki, lightly rested against Sally's pale neck as she grinned wickedly, revealing her sharp fangs.

  "Such a beautiful face… it’s tempting to ruin it!"

  "Mamahahaha~! Why don’t you give it a try and see if you even make a move?"

  Linlin stood with arms crossed, smirking coldly. El, standing nearby, remained calm, showing no iion of intervening. Had Irene harbenuine killing i, she would have been struck down the moment she acted.

  "No need for that—I’m not eager to die just yet."

  The demonigs retracted into her body as her form reverted to her human appearance.

  Irma Ireurned her burning gaze toward Sally, lig her lips suggestively.

  "Your name is Sally, isn’t it? Care to spend the night with me?"

  "Irene-san, such jokes might just scare me to death," Sally replied calmly, her faging, her voice tinged with amusement. She knew from her iigations that Irma Irene was a notorious lesbian, disdainful of men and brutally ruthless, b on sadistic.

  "So this is ‘Bloodborne,’ huh?"

  Gerd ied Irma Ireh i. "Those demonigs must be part of the vampire form’s abilities, right? I wonder if Linlin’s power will allow her to create more Bloodborne once her abilities evolve or awaken."

  "Who knows?" Linlin replied with a sly grin, lig her fangs. Regardless, she was satisfied to have gained a new servant—one who was utterly loyal, incapable of defying her will, araordinarily powerful.

  Bleam