An had not known David for long. Measured against a lifespan of several decades, it had lasted only... a fleeting moment.
The time had been short, but David's hatred for the Vampire Noble that he displayed at every moment had been so intense.
When David opened his eyes again, the feeling he gave An was not as strong as before. Instead, she seemed to see something else in his eyes.
He no longer seemed like a member of the Revolutionary Army.
An was not unfamiliar with the Revolutionary Army... Those who thought of resisting and escaping had always appeared on the various farms under the Clan. Most of them eventually died horribly at the hands of the vampires.
To ensure that adults like An, who willingly served the farms, would not develop thoughts of rebellion, they were often invited to watch the Revolutionary Army's executions... even the process of putting them to death.
Those people's eyes remained filled with hatred until death—bone-deep hatred, pure hatred... Even before they died, their eyes remained pure.
Although they had grown up, although they were adults, although they had experienced so much, they seemed no different in essence from the children on the farms.
He now seemed more like those adults who willingly joined the supervisory team... more like her current self.
An suddenly felt a chill. David was still standing there alive before her eyes, but she felt that he had already been destroyed.
In merely that brief span of time... There had been none of the vampires' many punishments, nor any prolonged torture.
"Are... are you all right?" An could not help stepping forward to ask.
"I'm very well." David's answer once again exceeded An's expectations. "Much better than before... Better than ever."
"Better... In what way?" An seemed somewhat unaccustomed