Capítulo 1540: Chapter 827: Deep Sea Songstress (2)
Since relying on herself didn’t work, she could only seek external help, and she began looking for a chance.
Lately, she slightly reduced her performance schedule, and instead started actively participating in gatherings that she previously would never have considered, hoping to encounter a benefactor once more.
But unfortunately, fate seems unlikely to always favor the sa person, and the hardships one once luckily escaped from will eventually have to be repaid sooner or later.
Olayna finally experienced the bitter taste of chasing dreams that others had warned her about.
She thought she was sowhat famous now, maybe even sowhat a figure, but clearly, it was all an illusion; she was still weak.
She deeply understood once again why the Ard Witches were so highly regarded in this world—because only by possessing Strength can one control their Fate.
Pure singers really hold no status. In the eyes of ordinary witches, she’s a high-profile superstar, but in the eyes of those holding opportunities, she seems to be rely a toy to pass ti.
Or, perhaps, a High-Level decoration to flaunt to others.
After attending a few parties, Olayna was already exhausted. She had found opportunities to climb higher, but the cost of those opportunities was sothing she was unwilling to bear.
She didn’t want to beco a canary kept in a cage by the big shots, nor abandon her dignity to beco soone’s subordinate.
It was as if everything had returned to the past. Her prideful efforts and achievents ant nothing to those big shots; her remaining value seed to be only two things—beauty and singing.
It’s laughable; she worked hard for so long to avoid being limited to these two things, but in the end, it seed nothing had changed.
After repeatedly facing obstacles, Olayna began doubting whether her persistence was aningful.
Thinking carefully, the world seed inherently like this: whatever you want to achieve requires losing sothing—it’s quite fair.
Furthermore, thinking carefully, her life’s first turning point—the recomndation from the bar owner—seed to be a transaction. It was just that this ti she was sowhat lucky.
And now, this second transaction seed to truly represent the world’s real face.
Want to climb up? First, you need to learn to kneel.
Miss Deep Sea Songstress was tired; she was considering giving up.
Of course, not giving up her dignity or selling herself for a good price; she just suddenly missed ho. Over the past decade, she had been busy with her career, rarely having the chance to return to her small town to see it. When was her last eting with her mothers?
Olayna was a bit unclear.
She thought about finishing the last gathering, then requesting a long leave from the Opera House and returning ho to rest for a while.
Speaking of which, she had perford hundreds of concerts over the years but never sang a song for her mothers, even though the three of them often held family concerts together as a child.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a wave of hosickness; even though she was still at the banquet, her mind had crossed mountains and rivers, returning to the little town where she was born and raised.
Hmm, I hope this banquet ends quickly, after all, there’s never any opportunity at these Vampire Clan banquets.
Miss Deep Sea Songstress thought inwardly.
After all, in previous gatherings, she t quite a few Vampire Clan Witches, and those vampires left her with a particularly bad impression.
Despite her initially positive impression of the Vampire Clan, she now realized she had overthought.
To those vampires, she seed not even human, just rchandise to be selected.
Being treated like a Slave doesn’t feel good.
Hmm, hopefully, this last banquet can stay peaceful, without encountering those unpleasant figures seen before.
But…..
“Miss Olayna, long ti no see, how have you been lately?”
A sowhat familiar yet not-so-familiar voice suddenly sounded beside her, interrupting her thoughts.
Olayna turned towards the voice and saw a cold, beautiful woman dressed like a Hunter walking toward her.
“Manager, it’s you, why are you here?”
She exclaid with surprise.
This was the benefactor she hadn’t seen in over a decade, the boss of Starfire Bar.
Miss Deep Sea Songstress was not the kind to burn bridges. In fact, in the initial years, she often visited Starfire Bar to express her gratitude to the owner.
However, the owner’s whereabouts were always mysterious, and she could never find them.
But no matter how busy one is, it’s hard not to encounter them every ti. After many encounters where she couldn’t et the person, Olayna understood that the owner probably didn’t want to see her.
Considering it, it makes sense—the owner is a legendary figure in Venus City, encountering her once is almost akin to an adventure; if it were easy, she wouldn’t be so mysterious.
Recently, she visited Starfire Bar again, though this ti she didn’t quite understand her objective—was it to repay her gratitude or to seek help once more?
But in the end, she didn’t et the person.
And now, at this final banquet, eting her old benefactor again, Olayna’s mind was devoid of previous thoughts—only pure happiness, as she had just decided to go ho and rest after this banquet.
Yes, eting her benefactor before leaving was truly joyful.
“I am part of the Dracula Family, naturally here,”
Danica replied.
Countess smiled at her forr employee, who she hadn’t seen in years. She slightly leaned her tall fra forward, nearly to her neck, and sniffed, her smile grew brighter.
“So wonderful, Miss Olayna, even after all these years, your scent hasn’t changed—it’s rare, I’m delighted.”
She sincerely praised.
The burgeoning pop star in front of her was just one among countless newcors Danica had “helped” over the years.
Well, it wasn’t really help; it was just a fair transaction.
She offered promising kids, aside from tasty blood, a chance to change their lives, paying with a certain amount of blood to fulfill her culinary desires.
Both sides acquired what they desired—this was fair.
Danica rarely concerned herself with how those optimistic kids handled their opportunities afterward.
There was a ti when she cared in her younger days, but now she understood.
Let go of the helping syndro, respect others’ fate.
In reality, few good kids can maintain the fragrance of youthful blood.
The reason why vampires love virgin blood is due to its pure and delicious taste. Venus City is the largest arena of fa and fortune, in which after a walk, how many can maintain their innocence?
Therefore, Countess seldom revisits, as many of the forr guests’ scents eventually deteriorate.
But among scores of people, there are exceptions; Miss Olayna seed to be such an exception.
Her blood now hadn’t deteriorated; in fact, it was akin to aged wine, becoming sweeter with the ferntation of years.
Hmm, only such individuals have the value of being introduced to Lady Dorothy.
Danica thought inwardly.
And just as she was about to introduce her to the person beside her, an unsolicited guest abruptly interrupted.
“Danica, seizing others’ prey abruptly violates noble etiquette.”
A silhouette suddenly wrapped an arm around Danica’s shoulder, seemingly familiar, but she rely looked at the Countess and spoke.
Miss Deep Sea Songstress was taken aback by the unexpected attack, furrowing her brow and attempting to escape, realizing her helplessness upon struggling.
Realizing she couldn’t break free, she turned to the person, recognizing a familiar face.
The very person she wished not to encounter.
Beside her, Lady Dorothy who was intending to et the pretty lady furrowed her brow sensing trouble.
Ugh, an unfriendly visit.
….hobody witch sighed….
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