Chapter 318 A Group of Fallen Monsters
On the other side, Ban raised the blood wine in his glass and took a sip without changing his expression.
The blood soaked her lips, turning them into the most beautiful scarlet lipstick.
She sat on the woman's lap, turned slightly, and held the woman's neck with her hands. Then she smiled, brushed aside her hair, lowered her head and kissed her, slowly passing the blood wine in her mouth into her mouth.
After spitting out all the blood wine, she leaned back slightly and separated her lips.
Then, he gently breathed into her nose like a kitten, breathing out the blood that stirred her instincts. Then, he kissed her again, scraping the roof of her mouth with his tongue, still tinged with the scent of blood.
It's like brushing a lion's teeth with fresh meat, an extremely dangerous act.
But because of this, coupled with her innocent face, she appears extremely seductive.
——Fine Guard looked at the other person’s infatuated eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Take me away, my master..."
She breathed softly into the woman's ear, her breath mingling with the smell of alcohol and blood.
The pupils that seemed empty in the trance state revealed a glimmer of fascination, and a cute smile with dimples.
She certainly knew how to arouse the desires of a one-month-old child.
Moonchildren are the darlings of the Path of Love, born with a preternatural rank within it. Like giants on the Path of Strength or griffins on the Path of Authority, they can complete their first few advancements simply by accumulating sufficient strength, without the need for a promotion ritual. The Path of Love, on the other hand, emphasizes savagery, animality, and instinct, pursuing a path of reproduction.
Because of this, Moonchildren usually don't choose blood servants of the same sexual orientation as themselves. If they like men, they will choose female blood servants, and vice versa - this is to prevent themselves from falling in love with them.
When a hunter falls in love with his prey, it means he has a weakness and becomes a joke.
But the intense and unpredictable emotions of the Moon Children on the path of love can be very confusing.
In order to prevent themselves from falling in love with their prey - which means in turn, they are very likely to fall in love with their prey, and once they do, it will be very dangerous, and they will become crazy, extreme, and lose their rationality.
This is also a curse. The path of love is a cursed path, and walking firmly on it means that sooner or later you will also bear the curse.
The strong possessiveness of the Moon Child will make them take risks for their loved ones. Compared with intense emotions, rationality can be ignored.
From this point of view, the Children of the Moon are a race that is very easily angered, provoked, bewitched, and trapped. Because of this, it is almost impossible for the Children of the Moon to possess the adaptability to the path of wisdom.
This is exactly the case.
The Grand Duke Narcissus, who was still alive today, died for love in the future. This was known to everyone in the Moon Children's tribe.
——Of course, male Moon Children usually don’t like to restrain their desires. They prefer to use multiple means to release their multiple desires at the same time.
Because of this, regardless of the gender of the Moon Child, blood slaves are most popular, as are young, pure, and noble aristocratic girls.
Ban was able to know this secret knowledge because she herself was a child of the moon.
As a fifth-level Moon Child, her rank is far higher than most people here.
She had fallen into this curse before, so she remembered how to trigger it correctly.
Because the Moon Child's emotions are easily confused when they are in a blood-drinking state - therefore, if appetite is combined with multiple complex emotions such as killing intent, hunting desire, conquest, possession, and pity, it is easy to trigger love. The more overlapped, the easier it is for emotions to be saturated.
Even she herself couldn't withstand the technique, so naturally a mere third-level cub couldn't withstand it either.
"Take me away, Master."
The girl whispered seductively, "I belong to you alone... I only want to give myself to you."
The corners of her mouth rose slightly as she lay on top of the woman.
She nibbled gently at the man's neck. Her round, blunt, white teeth barely broke the skin, yet it made the woman tense suddenly.
The other man suddenly had an illusion—as if the girl lying on top of him was not a blood servant, but a predator of a higher rank than himself. The positions and identities of the two, hunter and prey, shifted silently.
"...I will take you away."
Finally, the woman spoke subconsciously in a daze.
"You must swear an oath, my beloved master..."
Ban lowered his voice, bit the other person's ear, and whispered in her ear: "You said, "I swear I will take you away."
A faint silver-white light shone in her pupils - that was the sign of the extraordinary power of the Path of Authority taking effect.
There were a lot of people in the hall, and she didn't want others to notice this.
As a "bound one", the ban can suppress its own blood-sucking impulses and become rational, and can also use oaths to restrain the behavior of others.
She didn't have much mana to use, not even enough to cast a single "binding spell." However, her Dao trait allowed her to gain temporary mana and vitality by drinking blood—the cup of blood wine she had just drunk had already become her mana.
"I swear... [I swear I'll get you out of here."
When the other party spoke subconsciously, a silver-white shackle mark flashed in the woman's pupils.
Ban smiled with satisfaction and then climbed up from her.
Having achieved her goal, her expression almost immediately turned colder. Her delicate and childish features exuded a superior, confident air of nobility. This aura drew the attention of the other Moon Children in the hall.
——The person who received the ban this time was a whistleblower.
But she wouldn't tell unless she had to.
It wasn't that they were so kind as to hope that others would escape—the more people eliminated during the New Moon Ceremony, the greater the chance of promotion. They were all competitors and enemies, so there was no need to show mercy.
The real reason was that once they informed on someone, they had already entered the game and were out in the open. The enemy was in the dark, while we were in the light. With everyone's mana limited and their physiques weak, superiority in numbers and intelligence became crucial. Considering the possibility of a special victory, it became even more imperative to conceal one's identity.
Furthermore, even if the informer succeeds in reporting, they don't win; they just gain points. Ultimately, they still have to find a way to leave this place.
As for tasks like joining up with others...
——Whoever wants to do it can do it.
Ban sneered, picked up the blood wine again, shook it and took a sip.
Not as a vampire, but tasting blood as a human being - this is still a very rare experience.
Sweet blood can actually become so bitter and fishy...
Just like the life I once lived before I became a child of the moon...
She raised her head slightly and swallowed the blood that had become unpalatable. However, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she turned around to look at the woman she had bewitched, with a sweet smile.
She raised her head, extended her scarlet tongue, and licked her lips, letting a streak of bright red blood slowly slide down from her lips and drip down her neck. It was like a hint to "tear along the dotted line."
The woman finally couldn't bear her instinctive impulse, so she picked her up and kissed her neck.
The other side.
Lily, who had turned into a black-haired young man, only felt bored.
He was wearing thin pajamas and an unbuttoned robe, revealing his strong chest and abdominal muscles, and he ate and drank carefree in the waiting room.
Unexpectedly, the food was quite good—roast beef and chicken, lamb soup, and oysters. There was also plenty of fresh fruit and spirits, and only a few carbohydrates were missing.
No one called on him until he was full and satisfied.
——What am I doing here?
Lily, with a chain around her neck, squatted beside the pillar, boredly watching her companions being led away one by one. He gnawed at the turkey leg with scattered bites and burped.
I heard that over there, the girls can only eat fruits and drink a lot of alcohol.
I don't know if the young master will be hungry...
He politely threw the bone into the trash can and took a drink from the wine.
——This wine is good.
Have some more oysters, folks.
At this moment, Lily suddenly felt something extra in her shadow.
"Listen sir, keep quiet."
A low, hoarse voice, like a lion's roar, rang out from her heart: "You have been kidnapped by me, don't speak now..."
"——Miss Shadow Demon!"
Hearing that familiar voice and sensing the shadow essence bestowed upon her by the Pastoral Law, Lily responded inwardly with a touch of surprise and worry, "You're here? But... without your protection, what will happen to the young master?"
Upon hearing this, Shadow Demon paused abnormally.
“…He said he doesn’t need my protection.”
The Shadow Demon replied coldly: "How did you get here?"
Upon hearing this, Lily paused for a moment while picking up the oysters.
He raised his head and drank the oyster in one gulp.
"How else could it have happened?" Lily replied calmly and cheerfully in her heart. "They captured me by the Moon Children."
"...Heh, a bunch of depraved monsters."
Shadow Demon's tone was complicated, but full of hatred.
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