Cycle! (cont.)

Maria lay quietly on the bed, her breathing even and gentle, looking just like a sleeping beauty.

The tranquil world was shrouded in a serene blue.

Within this blue expanse, scarlet eyes cautiously opened.

Brilliant, yet greedy.

She carefully climbed onto the edge of the bed, like some kind of four-legged animal, step by step approaching the beauty on the bed.

He crawled from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed.

She climbed up to Maria until her gaze was level with Maria's, then her scarlet eyes slowly moved to Maria's fair neck.

His beautiful shoulder bones flowed with an alluring curve, and his pale pink skin looked bloodless, but this still couldn't conceal the Blood Demon's greed.

But she clearly remained rational.

After hesitating for a while, she lowered her head tremblingly, cautiously revealing her sharp teeth.

Little by little... getting closer to the woman...

Then...

Take a bite!

"Bang!"

"Woo!"

The intense pain caused the Blood Demon to suddenly take a few steps back, covering his mouth. His previously greedy and dazed eyes cleared, and a hint of indignation appeared on his face.

Maria calmly got up, silently placed her weapon back under her pillow, and looked at the woman in front of her.

"I think you might need to improve your manners... Miss Warfarin."

Maria blinked, not seeming particularly angry.

Warfarin smiled awkwardly and scratched her head.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

Since Maria stayed here temporarily, Warfarin has been launching night raids on Maria from time to time.

Maria initially suspected that the other person was just starving and had come to her for help.

But Warfarin's response afterwards left Maria somewhat speechless, both amused and exasperated.

You smell so good...

Warfarin sat on the ground, looking at Maria with a pitiful expression.

She didn't know what happened either.

She had tasted the blood of most races on Terra to some extent.

But blood that gives her such an irresistible attraction, like Maria's, is still a very rare type.

So much so that she simply couldn't control herself.

Before you know it, you'll find yourself sneaking into Maria's room again.

But every time he was about to take action, Maria stopped him.

This left her feeling quite helpless.

Maria would not allow anyone else to claim her blood.

"So... what excuse are you planning to use this time?"

Maria didn't dwell on the other person's sucking; she simply glanced at him, pulled her sleeves up, and spoke.

Although she was temporarily working for the other party, it did not mean that she was only working for them.

Some things can be done, and some things cannot be done.

She didn't sign a contract to sell herself into servitude.

"No..."

Warfarin's tone was very dismissive, and even her whole demeanor seemed dismissive.

She sat on the ground, arms outstretched, looking at Maria.

"I just want to drink your blood... there's nothing more to say."

"... Your honesty is commendable, but it seems somewhat inappropriate at this time."

Maria shook her head and looked at the other person.

Seeing that Warfarin still showed no remorse, Maria remained silent for a few moments before reaching out and slowly lifting her up by the collar.

This made Warfarin somewhat flustered.

"What... what are you planning to do?"

Although the two had a considerable relationship, Warfarin knew that Maria had warned her several times not to do this.

She had been dodging the issue and trying to gloss over it.

But now it seems...

Is Maria about to get serious?

No! I'm still young! I'm only a few hundred years old! I don't want to turn into a dried-up bat!

"Wait... wait, Maria, wait... I think we can still talk."

Warfarin struggled slightly.

Maria stopped what she was doing and looked at the other person.

Can you guarantee that you will be able to control this improper desire in the future?

"Well..."

Although danger was imminent, it was clear that she, being a hopeless case, had no concept of repentance.

Even though Maria gave her a chance, Warfarin's eyes darted around, trying to buy herself a chance to act.

"Okay, I already know the answer."

Maria blinked, said nothing more, turned around, and continued walking downstairs with the other person in her arms.

This frightened Warfarin.

She quickly offered her assurances.

"I'm not drinking blood anymore, really, I'm not drinking your blood anymore... You wouldn't really want to hurt me, would you?"

"No... No matter what, you're the one who's currently receiving me, so I can't possibly retaliate rudely against you."

After searching around on the first floor, Maria finally found a brand new roll of bandages.

Just as Warfarin thought the other party was planning to use this method to silence her, Maria walked to the door with one hand on hers and the other hand bandaged.

While she looked completely puzzled.

Maria chose a large tree that looked relatively sturdy.

In no time at all, they had hung it on the tree!

"Huh?!"

The Warfarin that had been poured out still looked puzzled.

Maria, however, slowly began to speak.

"I think you need to adjust to your future life."

"What do you mean? You mean I'll be hanging from a tree forever?"

Warfarin looked puzzled, but Maria didn't say anything more.

From what she observed, Warfarin only appeared in three locations on Rhodes Island.

Her own laboratory, her own studio... and on the bridge mast.

Maria was indeed true to herself; she would never be violent towards someone who had helped her.

However, she could also choose another way.

She directly allowed the other person to experience what their future life would be like in advance.

After doing all this and confirming that Warfarin wouldn't be able to break free so easily, Maria slowly turned around and prepared to go back to her room.

Warfarin, however, started making a scene.

"Wait, wait... you're not planning to just leave me hanging here all night, are you?"

Warfarin's expression was subtle, her wide eyes filled with disbelief.

Maria nodded seriously.

"Is it not allowed?"

"This won't do!!"

Warfarin swayed in mid-air, her whole body shaking like a carp leaping out of its shell.

"How embarrassing would it be if someone saw this!"

"That's really strange. I thought you had already abandoned the concept of shame."

Maria blinked, her tone calm.

But such words clearly failed to persuade Warfarin, and her struggle became even more pronounced.

He tried to get Maria to let go of herself.

But clearly, Maria has made her decision.

She was getting ready to go back and rest.

Warfarin was worried that shouting would attract too much attention, so she called out to Maria in a low voice.

But clearly, such a call could not evoke any pity in Maria's heart.

She turned and left, having already made a decision.

But at that moment, a bloody smell simultaneously drew the attention of both of them.

The two of them turned their heads at the same time, their gazes locked.

"There are people injured."

Maria blinked, then casually cut the bandages and laid Warfarin down.

After Warfarin suddenly fell to the ground, she whispered a few words to Maria, but still honestly walked to the side.

Soon, they found a young man lying unconscious in a corner...

After briefly examining the wound, Warfarin frowned slightly.

"It was caused by the Banshees' magic..."

"So?"

"He might be some wanted criminal."

Warfarin frowned, her expression calm.

Even as she faced the young man who might be dying, her demeanor remained unchanged.

After thinking for a few moments, she resolutely picked him up and headed towards her infirmary.

Maria followed behind her, her eyes silently watching the other woman's slightly moving hand.

"So... you're planning to save this wanted criminal?"

"Yes."

Warfarin didn't have Maria's keen insight; she simply intended to save people.

"He might be a wanted criminal, or he might be a death row inmate... but none of that matters to me. I'm just a doctor."

"As long as he wasn't injured in the war, then I have an obligation to save him."

With that, Warfarin tossed it onto the operating table with a whoosh.