binnovel Chapter 215 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
Chapter 215 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
"Tronos, hurry, hurry, I want this, pay now!"
"And this, and this too."
"Ah, this smells delicious too."
Lin Shuwan, who had "inherited" a huge fortune, was in a great mood and took Tronos out to the street, wanting to have a big meal.
"Perfectly" it was a cloudy day, so she didn't have to carry an ugly big black umbrella through the crowd.
Unfortunately, after becoming a vampire, the allure of these beautifully presented and enticing foods to Lin Shuwan diminished to only half its former extent.
But it doesn't matter, she still has Tronos by her side, who has the same daily routine and diet as humans.
Moreover, she had just stirred up some unpleasant memories for him, so now was the perfect time to enjoy some delicious food and cheer himself up.
"Try this." Lin Shuwan took the paper bag containing fried butter from the shopkeeper and wanted to hand it to Tronos.
Tronos raised his hands, which were full of bags, to indicate, "It's not very convenient. Why don't you feed me?"
He had only said it casually and didn't expect it to work, but Lin Shuwan actually forked a piece and held it to his mouth, saying, "Here, eat it."
Tronos's eyes darkened, his previously calm gaze suddenly becoming extremely aggressive. He stared intently at Lin Shuwan, then bent down and slowly took something from his fork.
Lin Shuwan felt a tightness in her chest when he looked at her, as if he wasn't eating fried butter, but rather, her.
She quickly lowered her eyes and shook her head, trying to shake off that subtle strangeness.
Perhaps afraid of revealing her unease, Lin Shuwan, her eyes darting around, pretended to be calm and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear: "How is it? When I passed by here when I was little, I thought it smelled so good. It must taste pretty good."
Tronos, who had already been forced to eat a lot of random food by Lin Shuwan, didn't care at all what he had just eaten.
However, since she fed it herself, it must have been "delicious".
"Really? You think it's delicious? It seems this suits your taste quite well."
This was the first food that Tronos found delicious that day. Lin Shuwan fed him a second bite, but then he was attracted by the desserts at the next stall and said excitedly, "That looks delicious too. Let's go take a look."
It wasn't until the second bite that Tronos could taste the fried cream in his mouth.
The cream wasn't whipped enough, and it was over-fried; it was too greasy and not even half as good as the puppet at home.
He frowned, chewed a couple of times, and swallowed it directly. Just as he was about to follow, his eyes suddenly turned extremely cold as he looked in one direction.
Not far away, the eyes of the simply dressed girl, Mumu, gradually became clear.
She first looked around in confusion, seemingly wondering why she was there. After thinking it over and over but still not figuring out the reason, she gave up, tapped her head, and headed towards her destination.
Lin Shuwan, who had already run far away, saw that Tronos hadn't caught up and called out twice without being heard, so she had no choice but to run back to his side.
Seeing that he was staring in one direction without moving, she also leaned closer to examine him curiously. Not noticing anything amiss, she tugged at his sleeve and said:
"Hey! Tronos, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing, just a sneaky rat," Tronos said casually, looking away.
Lin Shuwan wrinkled her nose in disgust, grabbed his sleeve, and strode forward:
"What's so interesting about rats? Hurry up and go away, they're filthy. The caramel apples from that place I just mentioned look delicious, go try them."
Tronos obediently followed, only letting out a silent sigh in his heart.
Ugh.
Before the amnesia potion is made, it's time to put the taste restoration potion on the agenda first.
……
Inside Evan White House, Draven lay on the ground, clutching his eyes and writhing in agony.
After Lin Shuwan escaped right under his nose last time, Dreven, burning with anger, vented it all on Viscount Evan White.
These days have been difficult for Viscount Evan White.
The vampire, who usually only visits once every ten years or so, has actually settled down in the manor.
To them, it was practically like raising a living ancestor.
Not only do they have to provide him with a beautiful, young blood slave every day for him to eat, but they also have to worry about being sucked dry if they are not careful.
He was filled with anxiety during the day, sending people everywhere to search for suitable blood slaves, so worried that he was about to lose all his hair.
I had to be on call at night, at his beck and call, so I couldn't sleep soundly.
After this, Viscount and Viscount Evan White were both on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Today, Draven was asleep as usual, but was suddenly awakened by a powerful aura.
He randomly grabbed someone and controlled them to probe in the direction of Tronos. Through that person's eyes, he saw that his little Embrace, which had run away, was still alive and well.
The witch who was determined to exterminate vampires was extremely accommodating to her, and even willing to eat the food she fed her.
Could it be that his little embrace has also awakened the same alluring power as him? If so, then the level of this allure is quite high, enough to make an adult witch obey her.
But, how is this possible?
Vampires transformed from ordinary humans do not possess such powerful abilities.
Unless, she drank the blood of an adult witch.
Draven was momentarily distracted, and Tronos noticed his presence.
He hastily withdrew his control over humanity, but he was too slow and was blinded by Tronos's veiled warning.
After a while, the pain subsided, and he lowered his hand, revealing a pair of eyes filled with bloody tears.
Draven got up awkwardly, and a maid immediately walked in from outside, but she had the same blank look in her eyes as the girl Tronos had seen.
Draven grabbed her slender neck, his sharp teeth piercing her skin and sinking into her veins.
After a while, he licked his lips and carelessly threw the girl, whose blood had been drained from his hands, onto the ground.
Looking up again, I saw that my previously injured eyes were now completely healed.
He leaned back in his chair with his legs crossed, his fingertips tapping the table unconsciously.
If his little Embrace can truly drink the blood of that adult witch, then why can't he?
He came up with a brilliant idea.
……
On this day, Viscount Evan White, as was customary, tremblingly knocked on the door of Draven's temporary room and delivered the blood slave for the day.
However, after knocking several times and waiting for a long time without hearing any movement from inside, he boldly ordered the Blood Slave to push open the door and go in to check.
The blood slave was so frightened by the huge coffin in the room that he collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
The viscount cursed under his breath as he cautiously walked around her, entered the room, and carefully peered through the half-open coffin.
Upon discovering that Draven was not there, a look of joy appeared on her face, but just in case, she waited a few more days.
After seven days without Dreven returning, the Viscount and his wife embraced each other and wept with joy, their despondency completely vanishing.