When he woke up the next day, the room was dark. Morris took out his cell phone and saw that it was eight o'clock in the morning.

Navina next to him was still sleeping, showing no signs of waking up.

Morris got up and went to wash up. He stood in front of the mirror in front of the sink and saw that the two small holes on his neck were still bright red, with no signs of scabbing.

After washing up, he walked out of the bedroom and went to make breakfast.

He was on vacation this week, and the mission system automatically bypassed his communicator and assigned the mission to other hunters.

Navina woke up at dusk. Seeing that the surrounding environment was different from the castle, she looked around vigilantly. Her memory came back and she remembered the purpose of her coming here last night.

She got out of bed, put on her shoes, opened the bedroom door, and frowned as the setting sun shone on her.

Morris, who was playing on his phone, saw her being illuminated by the sun, his pupils shrank, and he ran in front of her to block the sunlight that had not been blocked. Then he turned on the smart home system to close the curtains, "Are you okay?"

Trapped by his shadow, Navina looked at him in confusion, her eyes falling on the bloody hole on his neck, "What can happen to me?"

An eyesore.

"Aren't you afraid of the sun?"

"That's them, not me. I just hate it, not that I'm afraid." She dared to go out for a walk at noon, but her skin would feel a little uncomfortable after coming back.

Navina pulled him by the collar and bent him over, pressing her lips against his neck and sucking gently on his wound.

Morris breathed lightly, held her wrist, and blinked, "Your Majesty, is this the treatment that all humans who have signed the blood pact have?"

Navina stepped back and let go of his collar, "It's just an eyesore."

She glanced at his hand that was holding her wrist, "Let go."

Morris let go and said, "Then Your Majesty, for us humans, you kissing me is called an abnormal relationship."

"Oh, heal yourself next time." She drank it and left. It wouldn't be an eyesore if she couldn't see it.

Shooting himself in the foot, Morris was silent, "No, I was just kidding. This kind of relationship is normal."

She seemed a little confused.

Navina stared at him for a while and said, "I'm leaving."

Strange human beings.

"Wait, is Her Majesty busy?" He leaned over to look at her at eye level.

Navina subconsciously held her breath, and after realizing that she was nervous, she silently resumed her normal breathing. Blood Mist pushed him away, "Not busy now."

Morris took a step back. "Then stay for dinner? Her Majesty the Queen has come twice, and I have never entertained you. This is ungentlemanly."

Navina thought for two seconds and raised her chin, "Okay."

"Then you sit down. I'll go fry the steak and you play here." Morris handed her the TV remote control on the sofa and asked her to sit down.

Navina stared at him with a frown on her face.

"What's wrong?" He asked, meeting her gaze.

"You touched me without my permission."

Morris didn't expect this, and said with a smile: "But Your Majesty, you fell asleep in my arms last night without my permission."

Her Majesty the Queen is quite arrogant.

"Forget it, go and cook." Navina turned her head. It was indeed she who fell asleep in his arms first.

Upon hearing this, Morris went to the kitchen to fry steak and make drinks.

After squeezing a glass of carrot juice, he brought it out to her and saw that she was staring at the remote control and the TV was not on.

Morris put down the carrot juice and asked, "Her Majesty, don't you know how to turn on the TV?"

She had been sleeping for so long, and society was developing at a rapid pace. Her era had long passed. In the month since she woke up, she had been busy cleaning up the house and fighting every day. It seemed normal that she could not use modern equipment.