"Miss Bayard."

At this moment, a young man with black hair who looked equally young walked over.

He held up his ceramic cup, which was filled with blood, in a friendly gesture.

Behind him was a beautiful girl with long blond hair, whom Ivas had just met in the break room, and she was number 15. Her azure pupils were also intoxicated and attached, making them hollow.

"Sir Lind."

Bayard's interest was interrupted, and he seemed unhappy.

She raised a finger and pushed her glasses, and responded coldly, "What are your instructions?" ”

"Where, Miss Bayard. How dare I show you. ”

The handsome brunette youth smiled and poured a glass of aperitifs for Bayard himself. Later, when Bayard picked up the porcelain cup with one hand, he made a crisp sound when he gently clinked the glass.

"Don't get down to business at the manor." Bayard warned.

"Of course."

Sir Lind smiled and nodded, and patted the girl next to him: "I will use this girl in exchange for the 14th night...... May I? I haven't drunk her blood tonight, and she's been recuperating for a week, and she's full of blood. It's not like this kid...... She had only just arrived, and you had tapped her three times in a row, and her blood must have dried up.

"As you can see, I just want a shallow taste of it—what a delicious blood it has to be to make you so attached. I'm curious, and I want to have the same emotion and common language with you. ”

Linde uttered a polite and melodious voice like that of an aristocrat.

Hearing Linde's words, the girl next to him looked at Sir Linde with a heartbreaking gaze, and there was a kind of abandonment and pain in that empty eye. But she also did not show any resistance.

"Don't."

And Bayard refused without hesitation: "She is mine until death." ”

"If you suck it any more," Lynd looked at Ivas with a look of pity, "she's probably going to die." ”

Bayard only smiled mockingly, repeating his words: "Until death." ”

A surge of sweetness and intoxication welled up in Ivus's heart—and in the depths of the day, he watched it all with a cold eye. This made him feel a strange sense of separation, an irrational emotion that swelled uncontrollably and flowed like an overflowing liquor. But the deeper self is just pinching the wine glass, allowing the wine to flow through his arm and seep back into his body.

Lind touched his nose and became relatively unfriendly, "You love her too much, Miss Bayard. It's not good for her. ”

"That's for the best."

Bayard replied.

Sir Lind sighed, leaned down and bit the neck of the girl beside him. Her pupils were instantly filled with the black smoke of the path of love, and her body trembled violently and let out emotional whimpering.

Her complexion turned pale at a rate visible to the naked eye, and Linde's eyes were on the verge of losing control.

His handsome, slightly evil pale face outlined an intoxicating smile, and even showed two dimples. And the girl in his arms fell silent—or nearly fainted.

As soon as he let go of the girl's body, two men in black in animal masks immediately approached and helped her—or rather held her up. When Linde, who was satisfied, looked at the "aperitif" in his hand, his eyes were already full of disgust.

He casually handed the glass to the waiter beside him: "Give it to Cody." ”

"Yes."

The man in black replied.

A doubtful thought flashed through Aihuas's mind - who is Cody?

And she was soon relieved.

A dark and vigorous hound rushed out of the shadows. Its pupils were crimson, and a circle of smoke like black tentacles slowly released from its body.

It seemed to understand human speech, and wagged its tail against Sir Lind. He glanced at the girl in his arms again, and flattered him in a circle.

"I can't give it to you, Cody. It's mine. ”

Sir Lind smiled, his face a freshly blooded crimson and looked full of life, as if he were still alive: "That's yours." ”

The hound, named Cody, understood him and approached the waiter. And the waiter fed it the cup of blood.

Its lips were covered with blood, and it obediently returned to the edge of the field.

- What is it?

Ivus wondered.

He hadn't seen anything like this monster - not even in the game.

But Shadow Fiend spoke suddenly, and replied softly in Miss Assassin's honey-like voice, "This is the Bloodsniffer, a synth that was popular during the Empire. Used to track targets targeted by the Children of the Moon...... They can find high-quality blood in the population; If you drink someone's blood, you can find the owner of the blood by smelling it. Later, the technology was eliminated - mainly because the materials were too expensive but useless, and the Son of the Moon switched to rituals to find people. ”

"What energy level?" Ivas asked inwardly.

"Third."

Knowing what Ivus was wondering about, the Shadow Fiend explained, "It's not shadow stealth, it's just a normal 'blur'. ”

"Blur" refers to the art of blurring the contours of the body in bright light and becoming invisible in low or no light. Blurring during movement distorts the air around you rather than being truly invisible, making it easy to see through once you move.

"Even dogs are the third level......"

Ivus muttered.

His heart sank slightly.

In that case, it doesn't seem strange that there are fourth or even fifth energy levels among the guests who come and go.

And while he was thinking calmly in his heart, on the other hand, he did not delay his distraction and played his role-

"Miss Bayard ......"

The girl's voice was weak and uneasy, "Why refuse him, Sir Lind seems to be a little angry......"

She had fallen for Bayard's charm. It's normal to think about her and think about her - Ivas didn't deliberately distort his thinking, nor did he force resistance. Instead, I pushed the impulse in my heart, adjusted it according to my own understanding, and added a little more oil and vinegar.

In short, it's a little tea to add in.

If you listen to it roughly, the taste of this tea can no longer be suppressed. But at this moment Ivas had been affected by the enchanted kiss, and what she said at the moment was the truth, and Miss Bayard certainly knew about it. So what she says now will only make the other party think that she genuinely cares about her - then this is not tea, it can only be regarded as lovely.

Of course, Bayard didn't expect that the shell of No. 14, which she had been ordering for three days, had been quietly replaced by another person.

She just felt that the child was getting more and more likable.

So she just said gently: "It's all said, call me Sister Bayard." ”

As she spoke, she kissed Ewass' earlobe, then licked it behind her ear and neck.

She whispered, "Linde doesn't want to protect you, cutie...... He just wants to use you as a topic to flatter me.

"Because his mining company is in trouble – a bunch of furious miners have appeared in his mine. He needs my financing, and he needs my people to help him get rid of those troublesome miners. ”

Bayard chuckled, "But I don't need his broken company." So he had to open the price higher, higher. ”

“…… Can't he go to someone else? ”

Ivus asked suddenly.

She was keenly aware of Bayard's attitude - she didn't need to say such things to a blood slave. Unless she wants some proper feedback.

So Ivas followed the drive of the "charmed" state and began to talk under the psychological excuse of "making her happier".

When Bayard saw that Ivas had responded to her, she not only did not wonder about it, but became happy: "I thought you weren't interested in these things, my dear.

"Yes, of course he could go to someone else. But no one will accept it. ”

Bayard smiled and said calmly, "That means being my enemy." And we pay attention to a blind date and love each other. ”

She said, a mocking smile rising into her lips. When she said these words, she didn't shy away from anyone at all—not only the men in black, but even the clansmen could hear them. But no one commented on her words, and some even raised a glass to her from afar.

Bayard buried her head at Ivus's neck, breathing in the scent of her blood and letting out an inaudible sneer.

Listening to her words, Ivus's heart tightened slightly.

Bayard's words, this attitude...... It means that Bayard's identity and status may be even higher than he imagined.

- So what kind of strength is she the child of the moon?

Fourth level, or fifth level? I don't have Lily as a turret to unleash the full power of the Shadow Fiend now, and I can't fully use the power of the Shadow Fiend with only the second-level shadow affinity......

"That'...... Can you take me away? ”

She voluntarily reversed her body and sat reflexively on top of Bayard, looking her in the eyes.

The immature body, which was extremely weak due to excessive blood sucking, opened its clear eyes and let out a pitiful voice: "I stay here...... Sooner or later, one day he will die. ”

"Then please me, darling."

Bayard smiled gently, but there was a sense of alienation in his smile.

She looked at Ivus as an equal, as she looked down on her own people.

"If I'm happy, I'll think about it."

She said. And looked at No. 14 scrutinically.

Ivus craned his neck, hugged her, and closed his eyes.

She whispered, "I voluntarily put my blood ...... Given to you. ”

Looking at the girl's clumsy reaction, Bayard couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

What was she still thinking. It's just a little girl......

Bayard leaned down and kissed the girl's neck.

The fangs pierced the flesh, and the blood was sucked down the hollow fangs.

And the next moment, Bayard's eyes suddenly widened.

The sweet and smooth blood gushed into her mouth, making her feel an unprecedented sensation of excitement - with a faint taste of wine, but not pungent; It has a mellow and sweet taste like a good brie, but it does not look sweet; There is also a fruity aroma mixed with pineapple and pear.

Moreover, there was a vague sense of sacredness that she could not confirm......

Bayard's pupils were filled with scarlet in the blink of an eye. She suddenly lost control and violently slammed Ivus down on the table, intently sucking her blood.

Ivas, who was hugging her, didn't close his eyes.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, her hollow pupils clearing.

Voluntary blood donation, vs. blood being absorbed...... It makes no difference to the average person, but it is different for her.

- Yes, this is the law of pastoral care.

But this is not a successful pastoral approach, because at the moment Eivus's path is uneven.

But it doesn't matter if it's a failed shepherding law.

Flesh Devotion (purple): You are proficient in the art of self-sacrifice. And now you will be even more proficient. 】

This is the Path trait that Ivas gained in her last promotion—the ability to sweeten her flesh.

Even the Shadow Demons, who have been nurtured by the real shepherding method, want to try it. For vampires who haven't tasted the blood of a shepherd, it's already a supreme delicacy.

This is the first time that Ivas has used this path trait since he obtained it......

The only risk is probably whether he will be sucked to death by the out-of-control Bayard.

But even this risk is considered by Eivers.

He'd already told the Shadow Fiend that after he had lifted the lock of the Enchantment and lifted the ban on harming her master, if she still didn't stop sucking blood, he would shoot directly.

That's the worst-case scenario, but it's also a no-brainer.

And Shadow Fiend didn't hesitate to respond.

So at the same time that she felt that the charm lock on her body was broken, she lifted the shepherding law.

The way to do it is also very simple.

When Evas is no longer voluntary, it cannot be called "dedication", and the blessings of the path's characteristics fade at the same time.

When the divine demonic nature in his blood subsided, Bayard was stunned for a moment, and then he regained consciousness and realized what he had done.

She was stunned for a moment. Then looking at the 14th, whose face was weak and pale, and seemed to have fallen into a state of near death, as if he was going to sleep in the next moment, his complexion suddenly changed.

At that moment, she seemed to think a lot. But after a moment's hesitation, she bit her finger directly and put it in Ivus's mouth. As the girl's instinctive sucking like a baby, her complexion gradually recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

- This is blood therapy.

The mystical technique called "blood healing" is the transcendent power of the path of love—the power of superior blood, the power to directly heal the weak regardless of the cause. At the same time, it is also the racial ability of the Children of the Moon.

For No. 14, who only has the first energy level, only one or two drops of Bayard's blood are enough to restore her body to health.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Eivas's previously somewhat dry, cracked, and whitish skin has become smooth and white again. Even some of the hair that had lost its luster was restored. It made her look even more sophisticated.

Seeing that Eivas had regained a little bit of anger, she hugged her directly.

"Open a break room."

She spoke to the black-clad men in animal masks beside her.

"Room 1."

The man in black immediately took a key from the wall next to him and handed it to Bayard.

Ivus closed his eyes, curled up in Bayard's arms and pretended to sleep, while asking the Shadow Fiend in his heart, "You're not worried about me at all?" ”

"It's all right, my master."

Shadow Fiend simply replied, "Bayard is not such a person. Despite being the child of the moon on the path of love, she has an unusually strong intellect and humanity that only needs a flaw...... She'll be able to undo it all. ”

"You know her?"

Ivas suddenly became intrigued.

Shadow Fiend had been reluctant to tell him his real name.

Now, at last, it has revealed a little bit of its true intellect.

“…… Yes. ”

Shadow Fiend was silent for a moment before replying, "I used to live in this era.

"I also died in this era."

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The fever has been subsided for two days, and the spirit slowly begins to recover, and azithromycin still works.

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