binnovel Chapter 212 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
Chapter 212 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
"Drip, drip, drip..."
Little Tronos's hands were controlled by two puppets, and there were several deep knife scars on his arms.
Blood beads, broken from the wound, dripped into the cup, filling the room with the unique aroma of the witch's blood.
The vampires who were sitting and waiting couldn't help but grow fangs and tighten their grip on the armrests.
"What a wonderful fragrance!"
Nasika, adorned with numerous precious jewels, remained elegantly seated, but her gaze fixed intently on little Tronos's wrist betrayed her urgency.
"It's a pity we only have less than forty years to enjoy it, and now, thirty years have already passed. For the first time, I wish time could slow down."
Valentine shook his head regretfully, then looked at little Tronos with a greedy smile, "Perhaps even when he comes of age, we can join forces to keep him as our blood slave."
"Stop dreaming, Valentine. That fire is beyond our control. Let's play it safe. Staying alive is more important than this, isn't it?"
Leon, who brought little Tronos back, patted Valentine on the shoulder and continued:
"Moreover, we also need to sleep to absorb the energy contained in our blood. I think this energy is enough to greatly enhance our strength!"
Elvey confidently chimed in, "Yes, look at how big a surprise Leon alone brought us back then. Once we've fully absorbed it, the four of us working together will surely be able to capture even more little wizards! We'll have one every day then, wouldn't that be wonderful, hahaha?"
After taking away the bodies of young Tronos and his mother Eleanor, Leon first contacted his friend Elvess—a vampire skilled at blocking out scent.
After sharing Eleanor's blood, the two plotted for several days before seeking out Nasika, who was skilled in making and manipulating puppets, and Valenka, who possessed healing abilities.
The puppets manipulated by the former can help monitor little Tronos day and night, preventing him from having any thoughts of suicide.
They can also help with bloodletting, preventing them from going overboard and draining little Tronos dry.
After all, reusable blood slaves can provide far more blood than disposable ones.
As for the latter, it was naturally to ensure that little Tronos's wounds could be healed in time.
If they let the wound bleed unchecked, they probably wouldn't have the willpower to keep the little witch alive until adulthood.
In addition, Leon and his companions also specially brought in several cooks to try and fatten up little Tronos.
The chef they hired also prepared a variety of dishes.
Even so, Leon and his team's plan was destined to fail.
Despite losing nearly 1 liter of blood every week, little Tronos remains in a state of severe anemia due to blood loss, no matter how much supplementation he receives.
Little Tronos expressionlessly felt his blood draining from his body. The crimson liquid quickly filled four wine glasses, which the puppet then presented to the four vampires.
Nasika took a large gulp gracefully and quickly, then squinted her eyes in satisfaction and said, "Hmm, ever since I drank this little witch's blood, I've never felt that human blood is quite right."
Leon and the other two nodded in agreement, savoring the blood in their hands.
Little Tronos watched coldly as they drank the entire cup, then silently uttered a single word, "Burn."
"Clap."
It was the sound of a glass shattering on the floor.
"what happened!"
"It's so hot, it hurts!"
"Ahhh!"
The places where the blood flowed suddenly began to burn, licking their veins as if magma were churning inside them.
Leon couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground. In his dazed state, he caught a glimpse of little Tronos's dark, cold eyes, staring intently at them.
"Ho ho."
Leon was in so much pain that he could barely speak, but he managed to say with difficulty, "Yes, it's you! Your bone age, no, it's not even adulthood yet, how could you awaken prematurely?"
Tronos did not answer him, but only made the fire in Leon's body burn even more fiercely.
The intense pain left Leon with no time to think about anything else, and he curled up on the ground in a sorry state.
Silver fern has a mild numbing effect, but its appearance is similar to rosemary.
The cook who prepared his meals probably wanted to alleviate his pain, so he would secretly add a few strands each time to make the subsequent bloodletting less unbearable.
However, for underage wizards, excessive consumption of silver fern can cause them to reach adulthood prematurely.
The downside is that the pain and weakness will increase exponentially every time the moon is full.
Even every hundred years, there will be a period of time when they completely lose all their magical power.
This was something his mother had told him, so he could be careful to distinguish between them and avoid accidentally eating them.
But for him, pain was nothing; only by reaching adulthood early could he survive and avenge his parents.
Fortunately, this method did work.
He could have simply burned them to death.
But that's too lenient on them.
He wanted them to struggle in agony, to plead, and to watch helplessly as their bodies were consumed by flames bit by bit until they disappeared completely.
……
Stepping into a similar environment again, that long-dormant, bone-deep aversion still clings to him like a thick, cold, sticky mucus, following him like a shadow.
However, Lin Shuwan quickly interrupted this mood.
"Cough, cough, cough, Tronos, are you sure you're not in the wrong place?"
As soon as she landed, Lin Shuwan was choked by the dust filling the room and coughed several times.
She frowned and looked around.
The windows were tightly closed, the curtains were completely opaque, and there were strange and eerie decorations.
"The more I look at it, the more it resembles the decorating style of Dreven Castle."
She muttered something, and when Tronos looked at her, she explained, "Oh, Draven is the vampire who turned me into a vampire."
After Lin Shuwan finished speaking, she carefully tugged at Tronos's sleeve again, "Aren't we going to retrieve the jewelry? Are you sure you didn't go to the wrong place? This place is too dark."
He almost forgot, there was also a little vampire by his side who hated the dark just like him.
Tronos chuckled, raised his hand to disperse the dust in the air, and casually drew back the curtains, replying, "This should be it."
"Shouldn't it?!" Lin Shuwan raised her voice. "Isn't this your house?"
"of course not."
Tronos glanced around with equal disdain. "It's some vampire's castle. I remember her hobby was collecting jewelry. You might find something you like here."
"Place……"
Lin Shuwan was about to speak loudly, but immediately fell silent, covering her mouth and whispering, "So what you meant when you said you stole it was that you just went into the vampire's house and stole it?"
"More or less," Tronos replied.
"Wow, you're being way too bold! What if you get caught?" she exclaimed in surprise.
Although it has been confirmed that there are no other vampires in this castle besides the little vampire beside him.
Seeing how nervous Lin Shuwan was, Tronos couldn't help but tease her, saying, "If you're lucky, you might not even notice after you take the things, but if you're unlucky..."
"What will happen?" Lin Shuwan's eyes darted around, scanning her surroundings constantly, afraid that something might suddenly happen.
Tronos raised an eyebrow: "If you're unlucky, you might run into a vampire who just happens to be home, or wake up a vampire who's been sleeping in a secluded spot, so..."
"So?" Lin Shuwan swallowed hard, pressing her body even closer to Tronos.
“Let’s get this over with quickly, let’s start from this room.” Tronos strode forward, heading straight for the most ornate door.
As for Lin Shuwan, although she wanted to leave immediately, she was worried about the unknown dangers she would encounter if she left Tronos, so she could only cling tightly to Tronos's arm and slow him down.
Just as Tronos was about to place his hand on the doorknob, she suddenly raised her hand to stop him, saying:
"Wait, are you sure you want to open it?"
Tronos looked at her: "Scared?"
"How can it be!"
Lin Shuwan licked her lips lightly, trying to appear calm, and said, "I just feel, well, it's not really appropriate to leave the curtains open like this."
"What if she wasn't supposed to wake up, but the light woke her up?"
"Maybe we should close the curtains first."
Tronos obediently drew the curtains: "Is it alright now?"
The curtains were drawn back, and the castle returned to its original darkness.
"Okay..." Lin Shuwan managed to say those two words before stopping Tronos again. "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. Are you sure you can beat him?"
"I just feel that if we can't win, there's no need for us to rush to our deaths, right?"
"Actually, we didn't necessarily have to come here."
"I think the jewelry I have at home is enough..."
Lin Shuwan stopped speaking, and Tronos, his hand still warm, grasped hers, their fingers intertwined.
"It's okay, don't be afraid."