Chapter 46 Hunger



Ash wanted to explain to Sigourney, but until the second night came, Sigourney did not enter the tent again.

"He ate a lot of silver fish." Yelena told him, holding her forehead with her hand, with an expression that she couldn't bear to look at, "He kept eating silver fish."

Because she was too busy eating whitebait, she didn't have time to come to the tent to see Ash. This was very Sigourney, nothing wrong with it.

"I almost suspect that he is a cat-man." Yelena walked back and forth in and out of the tent, making continuous complaints.

"Ivan's points will be greatly reduced this time."

"Ah, he agreed to share the magical creatures captured today between Ivan and me, so it's not a loss."

"Ash, appearances are not what you expect. Your stomach is a bottomless pit, isn't it?"

"He's still eating."

"…Ash, don't be afraid. My brother has a lot of stomach medicine."

Ash: “…” He once again recalled the horror of having food piled up to his throat at the top of the Stonehenge watchtower.

He thought silently, don't change back. Don't change your body back at this time.

At night, when darkness fell and he could finally walk out of the magic tent, Sigourney had stopped eating the silver fish - he had switched to fruits, one snow crystal fruit after another. The small pieces of fruit had soft, crystal-clear flesh, and when he pinched them between his fingertips, they trembled like water, and looked delicious.

This carriage was empty, with only a few of them in it.

In the middle, Sigourney sat behind the table, gracefully peeling off the shells one by one and putting them into her mouth. She looked like a comfortable painting.

However, if one carefully counts the pile of fruit shells next to him, it would be hard for anyone to feel comfortable.

Ash stood beside him, speechless, how come he never knew he had such a good appetite?

Yelena hid nearby and winked at him, as if to say, look, I didn't lie to you, I really can eat a lot!

Overeating again. Ash had no choice but to take a step forward and take away the plate of snow crystal fruit in front of Sigourney. If they really like to eat it, they can just exchange bodies next time. Haven't they figured out the rules of exchange?

Ivan and Yelena stared at his bold action and cast their eyes of admiration. He dared to control Sigourney before he even caught her. It was just like what Lord Nance often said: The future of the world is in the hands of young people.

Ash walked to the table, and before he stretched out his hand to touch the fruit plate, he suddenly smelled an extremely charming fragrance. It had the freshness of the forest, the crispness of the mountain breeze, and the sweetness of the cold spring. The taste was elegant but long-lasting, and it quietly seeped into his heart, and his heart seemed to become sweet as well.

He was tempted by the smell in an instant. He swallowed quietly, his appetite was completely aroused, and he suddenly felt extremely hungry.

Are snow crystal fruits so delicious? Ash licked his lips and stared at the small fruits. Is that why Sigourney kept eating them?

wrong.

He immediately denied this thought. The scent he smelled was not from the Snow Crystal Fruit. It was...

His eyes turned to Sigourney - the Sigourney who was "wearing" his body.

Sigourney...or rather, his own body, now looked delicious.

Because of the experience, after exchanging with Sigourney in the Boulder Castle last time, Nance once smelled like a big cake in his eyes. Ash finally realized that it was Sigourney's body that was hungry, so all living things looked particularly delicious.

Especially the body named "Ash Elwin". It smells even better than the last time I smelled Lord Nance. It makes people salivate and they don't want to endure it any longer.

Not to mention Ivan and Yelena in the carriage. They were just little bastards at best, and their aura was completely suppressed. If you didn't pay special attention, it would be easy to ignore them.

Ash was curious, "Am I so delicious in Sigourney's eyes?" At the same time, he thought curiously that he might be the first person who thought he was so fragrant and delicious.

His eyes fell on Ash's fair neck, and he quietly asked the temporary owner of this body for advice: "Sigourney, can I take a bite of myself?"

Sigourney was waiting at leisure, wanting to tease Ash when he tried to grab his fruit plate. But he didn't expect the boy to give up halfway, and he was stunned when he stretched out his hand. After a while, his eyes became strange, and the way he looked at him was like... looking at a plate of delicious silver fish?

Before he could frown in displeasure, the guy stupidly blurted out "Can I bite myself?"

Sigourney immediately realized that it was his own body that was hungry and that was affecting Ash.

This is easy to understand. His body was burned by the sun today, and the healing process will inevitably consume a lot of energy. Therefore, it will make him more prone to hunger and he urgently needs to obtain blood from other creatures to maintain his body's consumption.

But is it so easy to accept the desire to "suck blood" conveyed by the body?

Sigourney once again looked at Ash with mixed feelings. Last time, he was said to have just casually taken the blood and drank it, like drinking juice or milk. Was he actually going to take the initiative to suck blood from a living creature this time?

He didn't suck it from animals, but took a big step and jumped directly to the most difficult human body. Or his own body.

Not only does it not reject blood-sucking, it also directly positions its own body as food.

Is this guy's nerve as thick as his thigh? How did he accept it so calmly without any psychological barriers?

"Sigourney?" Seeing that Sigourney didn't respond, Ash repeated his question considerately, "I'm so hungry, can I have a bite?"

Sigourney looked into his frank and clear eyes, which did not seem to be controlled by bloodthirsty desires at all. She had to admit that perhaps this young man really had a strong heart and could adapt to any place and would not starve to death.

Tsk, what a weird guy.

She was puzzled in her heart, but she remained indifferent on the surface. He raised his hand to press her neck, raised his eyes, and said the word of rejection expressionlessly: "No."

Ash regretfully said, "Oh."

But after saying "Oh", his vision darkened, and he felt the familiar dizziness again. When he opened his eyes again, there was a large plate of snow crystal fruit in front of him, and in his hand was a freshly peeled fruit. He looked up and saw Sigourney's beautiful face.

Changed it back?!

Ash blinked and felt the familiar feeling of being stretched to the limit - it was amazing that Sigourney had been able to maintain an elegant and indifferent expression just now, he thought with admiration.

However, although I am full now, Sigourney is still hungry.

Although he returned to his own body, Ash still remembered that he was so hungry that he wanted to pounce on him and bite off his penis.

Sigourney had just adapted to her swapped body and was trying to suppress her bloodthirsty urge when she saw the young man struggling to stand up by holding onto the table and offering his clean white neck to her.

"Would you like a drink?" he invited sincerely.

It looks like you didn't want me to bite you just now, but it's okay for you to bite me now.

What a damn plan!

Not everyone is like Ash, who can drink human blood calmly.

Sigourney's eyes darkened. At least he couldn't.

Suddenly, he thought of something bad again. He closed his eyes, suppressed the past memories, then sneered and held Ash's hand holding the fruit pulp.

"Do you still want to eat this?" Ash was embarrassed, "But you can't eat it, right?"

Sigourney pulled the corners of his lips and smiled coldly: "I don't want to eat it." He held Ash's hand and brought the fruit in Ash's hand to Ash's mouth, "You eat it."

Ash felt the food poking its head in his throat and looked at Sigourney pitifully: "I can't eat anymore." His light blue eyes were like the sparkling surface of a lake, very attractive.

"You can't eat anymore, why don't you shut up?" Sigourney glanced at him, picked up the fruit pulp and threw it on the fruit shell beside him. "If you like being bitten by vampires so much, how about I send you to the Transy Plateau?"

Ash, who had read many travel notes, naturally knew that it was originally the base camp of the vampires, but after being captured by the Wizards Association, it became the base camp for raising vampires.

Ash shook his head and picked up a potion on the table that looked very familiar - he had drunk it in Stonehenge, a potion for digestion - as expected, Sigourney had left it for him.

He drank it in a few quick gulps and frowned...it was still just as unpalatable.

Yelena at the side handed over a few potions in time: "You have fought a high-intensity battle before, your body must not be able to bear it. I still have some potions given by Suya, Ash, drink them, otherwise you will be unable to get out of bed for several days like before."

Ash: "..." He once again made up his mind to become a potion master and make all potions taste like candy!

Despite the potion provided by Yelena, Ash still managed to fall down that night.

Not long after the last recovery, he was once again injured all over his body, with muscle fibers broken, the extent of which was even worse than the last time. After all, he was facing a battle against thirteen people, and there was a powerful figure like the Pseudo-Scarlet in the middle.

Ash was once again carried into the tent.

"What a pity." Yelena sighed, "It's your first time entering the Brilliant Royal City. I didn't expect you to enter lying down."

Ivan comforted him: "Thanks to you, otherwise we wouldn't even have the chance to go back to the royal city."

Yelena agreed and said, "How about this. When we distribute magic materials...magic creatures later, I'll give you the Pseudo-Scarlet One. And the vampire is also quite valuable. I'll give it all to you!"

Ivan nodded, "Okay. All for Ash!"

Ash thought about the gloomy and violent vampires on the tundra, and then about the cruel and cold-blooded pseudo-scarlet ones...

Uh, I don’t really want it.

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