Chapter Seventy-Six: Pleasant

Tarrant carefully examined Katrina's outstretched palm, there were no scars on it, the soft palm was sweating from nervousness, he held the hand, the hand temperature was slightly high, "there were no signs of injury", Tarrant looked up and comforted, "The wound is healing well, like healing." ”

"No," Catrina gently denied, "I felt the ...... in my palms Wrong. ”

She was very uneasy, and Tarrant needed to give her a timely reassurance, "Honey, you must be tired, is it a paralyzing feeling, the effect of snake apricot powder will completely disappear when you wake up." ”

"No, no, I've never felt this way," Katrina said, holding up her hand, "...... I don't know how to describe it. ”

"Is it a slight pain?". Tarrant patted her palm, "That's just that the body doesn't adapt to recovery", and the wound healed by the healing technique will also leave pain for a certain period of time, which is normal.

Katrina withdrew her hand, "...... It's not a pain...... It's not paralyzing ......," she clenched into a fist in anguish.

"That ......" Tarrant couldn't understand, and there was nothing unusual in his palm.

"Hunger," Katrina said suddenly, "a bit like hunger"

That word stirred a chill down Tarrant's back, he didn't know how to experience that feeling, Katrina's lips didn't turn blood-red, her nails didn't change, what was wrong?

"It's not like hunger", Catrina looked down and said to herself, "Do you remember, it ...... in the morning when the blood merges", she jerked her head up, "when the energy is concentrated on me, yes, that's what it feels like, abundant"

Tarrant was completely confused, "What do you mean?" he feared that the blood would spring up again in the morning, "maybe we should go to church." ”

"I'm fine now", Katrina spread her palms again, "Do you remember what Jim said, he said that vampires are a collection of negative energy"

"Yes", Tarrant nodded cautiously, "they will turn into white mist when they die", he did not understand the connection between the two.

"I have some ideas," said Katrina, with a strange expression, excited, and suspicious.

"That'...... Please explain, you know I don't have a talent for these. ”

"Not sure yet, I'm just guessing", Katrina hid her hands behind her back, "I'll go sleep for a while." ”

"Are you sure you don't need to go to church?" Tarrant looked at her inexplicably.

"No, I'm fine," Catrina said, turning and walking towards the door.

Something must have been hidden, and Tarrant followed her, "Katrina, what the hell is going on? I'm worried if I don't know anything."

"Okay, I'll tell you as soon as I come to a conclusion," Catrina slipped into her room, "you should get some rest, too." ”

"Are you sure you don't need a pastor to come and see it?". Tarrant waited at the door.

"No," Katrina unbuttoned the collar of her robe, a patch of snow-white skin looming out from under her neck, "I'll sleep for a while." ”

Tarrant's gaze was momentarily fixed on a vague one, and he swallowed in embarrassment, which attracted him and suffocated him, for it came from the divine Caterina, who would not allow any contempt for himself.

"Close the door," Katrina glared, her hand resting on the robe, unbuttoned and the entire robe could be removed.

"Well......", Tarrant lowered his head and closed the door, "If there is anything uncomfortable, tell me immediately", there was no answer in the room, Tarrant stayed for a moment and then fled back to his room, he was a little excited, I don't know if it was because what Katrina said was wrong or because he had just glimpsed the scene by chance, he recalled the past with Katrina, this was the first time he saw the ...... in her robes Body...... Part of it, and more importantly that she didn't mind, seemed to mean that the relationship between the two had reached a stage where Tarrant was lying comfortably on the bed, and he was slowly liking Wilsing, which meant good luck.

Tarrant reminisced about the wonderful, after this period of excitement, his spirits were lifted, the sleepiness disappeared completely, the snickering joy of keeping it made his facial muscles stiff, he forced himself to calm down, "Calm down", Tarrant said to the ceiling, "You are like a fool to calm down, don't let the idea of crime sprout", he tried to pat his forehead with his right hand, but the bandage he pulled made him sit up in pain, "Damn pirate"

The voices of the three children outside the window came again, they were still chasing, and Tarrant decided to go downstairs and walk around, he couldn't fall asleep.

There were six people sitting downstairs, Doris, two people at a table, three people at a table, they were talking loudly about the pirate attack on the port, and Aunt Doris, who saw Tarrant coming downstairs, shouted enthusiastically, "What do you need?"

"No......" Tarrant originally just wanted to sit for a while, but he immediately changed his mind considering the taste of Rontenny, "Rontenny." ”

"You just need to shout, there's no need to come down", Doris rolled up her sleeves, her strong arms curled with coarse hair, "come right away." ”

Tarrant sat down at the nearest table, and the two people at the opposite table were looking at him, and he calmly looked at each other one by one, and after the "eye salute", the people slowly turned around and continued the conversation just now.

"Rontenay", Doris placed a large glass of wine on the Tarrant table, "anything else?".

"No, thank you", Tarrant raised his glass to thank the warm waiter.

"They're talking about pirate ships," Doris looked back, "You know, they used to be farmers and couldn't even fish, so where did they get such a big boat?"

Tarrant took a sip, the foam of wine wet his lips, and he liked the feeling.

"They also burned the warships of the vigilantes, and Donatello must have been annoyed by the big guys who cost tens of thousands of gold to make, his temper is like a mad dog that can be raging at any time, and the Gonzas who live in Wilsin will be miserable. ”

Funny analogy, Tarrant couldn't help but laugh.

"Doris," shouted one of the people at the table opposite, "no Gonzhas is innocent." ”

"That's right," echoed another young man, "it is long overdue to get them all out"

"It's not fair," Doris laughed and waved her hand, Tarrant's puzzled expression made her explain, "In the past, the steaks in Genco Town were made with Gonzas's beef, and the beef raised on the land over there was fatter, but now, even weeds can't grow on the land across the sea", Doris leaned closer to Tarrant, "Those two people are Willy, the farmer, and his son." ”

"Doris", Willy shouted at the top of his voice, "you're talking bad about me again, your face is like a cow's ass, can you be louder?"

"You've drunk too much," Doris raised her fist high, "take care of your tongue." ”

Little Willie pretended to be scared, "Forgive him, alcohol makes him confused", and he shouted to the three people at the next table, "Aunt Doris is so much better than a cow's ass"

There was a burst of wanton laughter, Tarrant held back a smile and continued to pour his mouth, the atmosphere in the town relaxed him, "Doris", he gestured with his hand.

Doris shook her fist at little Willy viciously and turned around, "What else do you command?"

"I'm a little curious," Tarrant deliberately expressed his excitement, "I was impressed by the beautiful young lady who sent my teammates back. ”

"Ahh ”

"Can you let me know more?".

Doris sat down next to Tarrant, "I know a lot of stories about her, you've got the right person, she's not easy at all. ”

Chapter Seventy-Six: Pleasant