My Three Beautiful Vampire Wives can hear my Inner Thoughts-Chapter 81: Cornelia’s foreboding feeling

Cornelia’s lips curved into a soft, almost secret smile.

It was small enough that most would not notice it, but inside her chest, her heart was beating faster than it had in a very long time.

This was what she had been waiting for.

This moment.

This exact moment.

Her red eyes rested on Cain’s back, tracing the calm outline of his figure, the quiet strength in his posture, the stillness that made him seem so distant from everything around him.

Inside her mind, her thoughts trembled with excitement.

My husband...

Her fingers tightened slightly at her sides, hidden beneath the folds of her armor.

It’s time.

Time to elevate your status.

She remembered every moment he had been ignored.

Every moment he had been dismissed.

Every moment he had been treated like nothing more than a decoration standing beside her.

She had hated it.

Hated how blind they all were.

Hated how they could not see what she saw.

Hated how they did not understand what kind of existence stood before them.

Her chest rose and fell slowly.

My husband, you have no escape now.

Her smile deepened slightly, though it remained elegant and controlled on the outside.

Show them.

Show them your Overgod.

Her eyes gleamed faintly.

You were the one who severely injured two Emperors.

You were the one who stood above nightmares themselves.

Once you show them...

Her heart pounded harder.

They will respect you.

They will fear you.

They will worship you.

And this time...

Her fingers curled tighter.

You will never be bullied again.

Her lips parted slightly as a quiet, delighted giggle echoed only inside her thoughts.

Shishishi...

She quickly composed herself, her expression returning to its usual noble calm, but the excitement inside her remained.

The ancestors stepped forward slowly.

Their ancient eyes were fixed on Cain.

Their gazes burned with curiosity.

With anticipation.

With hope.

One of them spoke.

His voice was steady, but there was a clear edge of eagerness hidden beneath it.

"...Cain."

The name carried weight now.

Not dismissal.

Not indifference.

But recognition.

"...Would you be willing to undergo a bloodline lineage test?"

The question hung in the air.

Cain did not answer immediately.

His shoulders stiffened slightly.

His fingers twitched faintly.

His expression shifted, just barely, but enough to be noticed.

He hesitated.

His eyes moved slowly across the hall, meeting the gazes of the vampires around him.

Then he spoke.

"...I..."

His voice faltered.

"...I don’t know..."

He looked uncertain.

Almost nervous.

He shifted his weight slightly, his posture losing some of its earlier confidence.

"...I’ve never done something like that before..."

His hesitation sent a ripple through the crowd.

The vampires reacted immediately.

"No, no, Lord Cain, please do not worry!"

One of them stepped forward quickly, bowing deeply.

"There is nothing to fear! The test will not harm you in any way!"

Another spoke eagerly.

"Yes! Yes! It is completely safe! It is merely a ritual to observe the purity and strength of your bloodline!"

A female vampire clasped her hands together, her eyes shining with excitement.

"Please, Lord Cain! If your bloodline is anything like Madam Cornelia’s, it will bring great honor to our entire family!"

Another vampire added quickly.

"We will prepare everything carefully! You will be treated with the utmost respect!"

"You deserve to know your own bloodline’s greatness!"

"You deserve recognition!"

"You deserve honor!"

Their voices overlapped, their words spilling over one another in their eagerness.

They bowed repeatedly.

Their tone carried no mockery.

No dismissal.

Only respect.

And hope.

The ancestors stepped forward as well.

Their presence was heavier.

More solemn.

One of them spoke, his ancient voice carrying authority.

"...Cain."

He lowered his head slightly.

It was a gesture of respect.

"If another bloodline like Madam Cornelia’s appears within our family..."

He paused.

His eyes gleamed.

"...it would be a blessing beyond measure."

Another ancestor spoke.

"Our Moonshade family would rise beyond its current limits."

Another added quietly.

"We would no longer fear extinction."

Another continued.

"We would no longer bow to other nightmare races."

Another stepped forward.

His voice was calm, but emotional.

"...You may not realize it yet..."

He looked directly at Cain.

"...but you may be carrying the future of our entire family."

Another ancestor clenched his hand slightly.

"If your bloodline is powerful..."

He swallowed.

"...it will give hope to countless descendants."

Another ancestor bowed deeply.

"We ask you... not for ourselves..."

He hesitated.

"...but for the future of the Moonshade family."

Another ancestor added softly.

"...Please."

Cain looked overwhelmed.

He looked uncertain.

His lips parted slightly.

His eyes flickered.

"...I..."

He hesitated again.

The silence stretched.

Then he spoke quietly.

"...It depends on my wife."

The words stunned everyone.

Cornelia blinked.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She turned her head slightly, her red eyes locking onto him.

Depends on... her?

Her mind stirred.

He was not thinking anything.

She could hear nothing from his thoughts.

Only silence.

Complete silence.

Which made her uneasy.

Which made her curious.

Which made her excited.

Because she knew him.

She knew that silence meant something.

Her husband was planning something.

She could feel it.

She did not know what it was.

But she knew it was important.

Her chest tightened slightly.

What are you planning, my husband...?

The vampires immediately turned toward her.

Their movements were swift.

Respectful.

Urgent.

They bowed deeply.

"Madam Cornelia!"

One of them spoke carefully.

"Please allow Lord Cain to undergo the test!"

Another added quickly.

"This will benefit the entire family!"

Another lowered his head.

"If Lord Cain possesses a high-level bloodline..."

He hesitated.

"...it will secure our future."

Another spoke gently.

"Madam Cornelia, we beg of you."

Another added.

"We will treat him with the utmost care."

Another continued.

"We will ensure his safety."

Another spoke softly.

"This is not a demand."

He lowered himself further.

"This is a request."

Another vampire knelt completely.

"We humbly ask for your permission."

Even the ancestors bowed.

Their ancient pride was set aside.

They lowered their heads.

One ancestor spoke.

"...Madam Cornelia."

His voice carried deep respect.

"You have already blessed our family with your existence."

He paused.

"If Lord Cain also carries such blood..."

He inhaled slowly.

"...then our future will change forever."

Another ancestor added quietly.

"...Please allow this."

Cornelia looked at them.

All of them.

Their bowed heads.

Their hopeful expressions.

Their trembling hands.

Then she looked at Cain.

He stood there quietly.

Waiting.

Trusting her decision.

Her heart warmed.

He trusts me.

Her lips curved into a small smile.

Secretly...

She was curious too.

She wanted to see it.

She wanted to see his bloodline with her own eyes.

She wanted to see the truth of the existence she loved.

She nodded slowly.

"...Okay."

The single word sent an explosion of joy through the hall.

The vampires gasped.

Their eyes lit up.

Their faces filled with excitement.

"Madam Cornelia agreed!"

"She agreed!"

"This is wonderful!"

"This is incredible!"

Their voices trembled with happiness.

Some of them laughed.

Some of them clenched their fists in excitement.

Some of them bowed repeatedly in gratitude.

The ancestors lifted their heads.

Their ancient eyes burned with anticipation.

Their breathing grew heavier.

One ancestor’s hands trembled slightly.

"...Finally..."

Another whispered.

"...We will know..."

Another smiled faintly.

"...The future of our family..."

Another clenched his fists.

"...This is a turning point..."

Another spoke louder.

"We must prepare immediately!"

Another ancestor stepped forward, his voice booming with authority.

"What are we waiting for?!"

His eyes burned with urgency.

His presence filled the hall.

His voice echoed against the ancient stone walls.

"Let’s do it!"