Morris raised his hand, and blood wrapped around his fingertips and quickly disappeared.

Kenton was no longer able to speak. He could only struggle and twist his lower body, staring at him.

The curtains were drawn, and when daybreak came in, Kenton was ignited by the sunlight and unwillingly turned into ashes and disappeared.

Morris went out, said goodbye to Felix, reported that he had completed the mission, and returned home.

The life of a hunter is very monotonous. He carries out missions when given them. Missions may be long or short. He may not go home for three to five days, or he may complete a mission in one or two hours.

When I am not working on tasks, I occasionally go to a meeting, and the rest of the time is my own.

The mission is dangerous for most hunters, so the hunter profession pays very well.

In a month, Navina did not come to see him, so Morris asked Wanjiezhu: "What is she doing?"

"Clean up the house. She's super busy. She's currently fighting those damn earls. Last time, she destroyed Kenton's lair and chased the fleeing Kenton to Felek, but you've already dealt with Kenton, so she left."

The royal family does not allow the existence of disobedient subordinates.

"Have you noticed that there have been fewer cases of vampires recently? Because the people on the mission are looking for them, so they have all tucked their tails between their legs and acted like ghosts."

The target of the mission is now fighting with the Werewolf King to take back her land that was occupied by the werewolves.

Morris didn't ask any more questions after hearing this.

When he went to bed at night, the familiar feeling of being stared at came back. Morris opened his eyes and saw her holding her arms in the blood mist.

Morris turned on the light and could see the dark blue under her overly white eyelids, and the color of her lips had also become a little lighter.

He swallowed the teasing words that were about to come to his lips, "Her Majesty the Queen finally has time to come to see me", sat up, held her wrist and pulled her in front of him, "Navina, what's wrong with you?"

Navina didn't have the energy to correct his address to her. She followed his force and leaned into his arms. She tore open his collar with her fingers and bit his skin.

This time she drank quickly and urgently, with the sound of swallowing. After taking two sips, she stopped, closed her eyes and lay motionless in his arms.

Morris stroked her red hair, held her face and saw that she was asleep.

He pressed his fingertips against her cheek and gently brushed away the hair on her cheek, "You really trust me."

She looked soft and harmless when she was asleep.

Wanjiezhu said with a piercing heart, "She is not confident in you, but in the blood contract. Under the blood contract, you cannot hurt her, and she cannot hurt you."

Morris ignored it, took off Navina's shoes, put her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.

No matter what she trusted, she chose to come to him.

Then Morris went to draw the curtains.

Morris leaned over to look at her, and touched the hole on his neck with his fingers. There was no bleeding, but the wound had not healed either.

Maybe because she was too sleepy, she forgot to help him heal his wounds.

After a while, he went to find another quilt and slept on the other side of the bed. "What did she do?"

"I had a fight with the Werewolf King, crippling one of his legs and leaving a bloody hole in his stomach. Then I realized I didn't have enough strength, and I fainted from hunger and exhaustion, so I came to find you."

"Is she hurt?"

"No, I'm just hungry and sleepy."

"Doesn't she eat anything other than blood?"

"Yes, but she must drink blood to gain power. Otherwise, when you first met her, she would not only drive away the group of vampires, but would directly kill them."

Morris reached out and poked her face, but she remained quiet without any reaction, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.