With Sigourney's words, Ash became obedient.
After cleaning up the dishes, he followed Sigourney obediently and walked into the magic tent to rest.
Sigourney suddenly suspected that Ash didn't really want to bite him just now, but was just waiting for him to say this.
He was silent for a while, not intending to pursue the truth.
Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that he was actually cheated by a little devil?
Ash probably also understood that he could deceive people for a while, but not forever. Sigourney would always be able to react. That's why after achieving her goal, she reduced her presence to a thin level, and was so obedient that no one could find any fault with her.
Sigourney: “…” A little breathless.
He sat down on the soft fur, holding his chin in his hand as if thinking about something, his eyes casually falling on Ash, moving left and right following Ash's movements.
Ash: "...Sigourney?"
Why are you always staring at him?
Sigourney waved to him.
Ash walked over curiously, looking at himself as he walked. Did he dirty Sigourney's clothes when he went out just now?
He walked up to Sigourney, half-knelt down, and met a pair of bright eyes.
Familiar light blue, unfamiliar bad intentions.
He was stunned for a moment, the pair of eyes were already close to him, and the long eyelashes almost touched his eyelashes.
Warm breath is just around the corner.
Again and again, teasing the lips, which were thin and itchy.
Huh?
Huh?
Sigourney...are you so proactive?
Ash opened his eyes wide, at a loss but with some anticipation. Yes, do you want a kiss?
But Sigourney just stayed at this distance, motionless.
Ash blinked, wondering if Sigourney was as shy as he was. He thought about it, then lowered his eyes shyly, and moved closer, quietly shortening the already close distance between them.
When they were almost about to touch each other, Sigourney naturally took a step back and raised her hands to hold Ash's face.
Ash: “?”
Sigourney smiled, smiling with the gentle face of a young boy, as if she was reluctant to punish him for doing something bad. His admiring eyes wandered over Ash's face, "Even if you look at this face up close, there is no flaw."
Ash misunderstood: "..." If he wasn't wearing a vampire shell, he would probably be red from head to toe.
And underneath the shyness and panic, there was also a slight sense of loss.
He pursed his lips and thought seriously, if he used the same trick again and pounced on her unexpectedly, would Sigourney still be able to dodge?
Ash was encouraging himself in his heart when he suddenly felt his eyes darken, a breeze blew on his face, and his forehead was gently touched by warm, soft lips. Then Sigourney, who had leaned over, retreated back to her original position.
Ash was stunned: "!"
Sigourney raised the corners of her lips: "Good night."
After saying that, he lay down in an elegant posture, occupying Ash's bed.
"Good night." Ash raised his hand and touched his forehead. He stood up and walked towards the black coffin where Sigourney lived. He didn't know that his lips could be so hot. How could they have such a high temperature? Was it the temperature of a normal human?
With thoughts tangled in his head, Ash opened the black coffin and got in dazed. He looked at the wall dazedly, recalling the past, and then fell asleep dazedly.
It will definitely be a good dream tonight.
And Sigourney outside the coffin: "..." She moved too quickly just now and forgot that this body was being supported, and all of a sudden, her stomach was pulled.
After Ash entered the black coffin, he raised his hand expressionlessly and rubbed his swollen belly.
It's useless.
With a look of disgust on his face, he took out a bottle of potion and swallowed the bitter taste alone in the quiet tent.
evil!
The next day, when Meng came back, Ash also woke up.
When he woke up, he was already on a soft fur bed.
Changed it back.
He sat up, hugged the quilt, and subconsciously touched his stomach...Huh? It wasn't bloated at all? No aftereffects of overeating or overdrinking?
His mouth was also filled with a faint sweet fragrance - it was the result of a vampire who couldn't stand the bitter aftertaste and got up in the middle of the night to rinse his mouth repeatedly - Ash didn't know the story behind the scenes, he just felt that for the first time after exchanging bodies, he could still feel energetic and relaxed all over, and he felt even happier when he woke up from a good dream.
He got up to wash and found Sigourney already standing in the snow talking with Meng.
"Ash, there's breakfast." Meng pointed to a small basket beside him, which contained bread, jam and sausage. Ash guessed that they were brought from Meng's hunter friend's house.
He thanked them happily, not wasting a single bit, and filled his still slightly hungry stomach with the delicious breakfast.
After breakfast, Meng started to pack up the tent, while Ash walked over to Sigourney and looked at her with a serious look that said "you must keep your word": "Would you like to have breakfast?"
Sigourney glanced at him. The vampire's mood this morning was inversely proportional to Ash's. His handsome face seemed like an ice sculpture. "No." He seemed to think of the promise he made last night, so his tone softened a little. "I'm not hungry."
Ash corrected, "You're hungry."
Knowing when the boy is easy to talk to and when he is stubborn. The coldness between Sigourney's eyebrows dissipated a lot, raised her hand and lifted Ash's arm, and said jokingly: "If you start eating when you are hungry like humans, how many days can I eat a small thing like you?"
Ash was speechless.
"I'm not too hungry yet." Sigourney said calmly, "When it's time to eat, I won't be polite to you."
Ash looked down in frustration, wishing he could grow up to be as big as Mr. Zexis.
On this side, Meng had packed his luggage and happened to walk over and overheard their conversation.
As an adult who hangs out in taverns all year round and has a dirty mind, he laughed out loud: "Ash, do you want Sigourney to eat on time and suck you three times a day?"
Ash knew he had strayed from the topic and said his original idea embarrassedly: "Once a day... no, once every two days, right?"
Meng's laughter got louder.
"Hahahaha! Do you know how it feels to have your blood sucked? Once every two days? Ash, you really are full of energy!"
How do you feel?
Ash knew better.
If it's really once every two days...
He only imagined it for a moment, and immediately his face turned red. He jumped onto their carriage in two steps and huddled up silently.
Sigourney glanced at Meng with disdain.
"Dirty." He walked past Meng, his voice cold, "Don't you think about the fact that you have a lot of energy but nowhere to use it?"
Meng: “…” He was just joking, is it necessary to protect him so closely?
I rubbed my chest. Damn, I was hit by an arrow again. It hurts so much.
The bighorn deer pulling the cart today seemed different from the ones pulling the cart a few days ago.
Ash discovered this after he calmed down.
He didn't care about Meng's previous teasing and asked curiously. Meng pointed at him and said, "Isn't it all because of you?"
It turned out that Ash had released the aura of the wildfire snapping turtle last night. Although it was only for a short moment, it frightened the two bighorn deer next to their camp and made them kick their hooves and faint. When he woke up this morning, all four hooves were weak and he couldn't even stand up, let alone pull a cart.
Fortunately, Meng had anticipated this and caught two more big-horned deer on his way back from his friend's house.
Ash apologized obediently, then reconciled with Meng and listened carefully to Meng's magical and thrilling journeys.
This place is already beyond the borders of the Brilliant Throne and not far from the Crystal Forest. As Meng was talking, the topic turned to what he had discussed with Sigourney this morning.
Meng's friend, the hunter, mentioned in a casual chat with Meng last night that five days ago, he was chasing prey near the Crystal Forest and happened to see a group of people going straight into the Crystal Forest.
The hunter found it quite incredible, because everyone knew that the forest itself was extremely dangerous, and the black wizard living in the forest was an even more terrifying existence.
How come so many people would take the initiative to go in?
The hunter didn't dare to provoke the dark wizard, so he didn't stop at the edge of the forest, but quickly gave up the prey and turned back.
As for the fate of those who entered at that time, and whether they came out again, he had no idea. When chatting with Meng, he was also curious about who those people were and what their final fate was.
Meng asked worriedly: "Sigourney, do you think someone has already known that Rachel is dead and has cleared out the wizard tower before us?" Could his ancient documents have become a book in some wizard's study?
Sigourney said in a cold but certain voice: "No."
"Do you know who they are?" Meng asked sharply.
Ash also tilted his head to look at Sigourney.
He knew Rachel was Sigourney's enemy.
This is an enemy that Sigourney is willing to chase all the way to the forbidden magic-filled Broken River Plain in order to kill.
So Sigourney must know him very well and have all the information about him from every aspect.
——In order to wait for the right opportunity and seize every chance for revenge.
Sigourney did know the identities of those people.
In the early years, he and Nance had lurked around the Crystal Forest for a long time. Although they had to leave with regret because they were not sure of defeating Rachel who was guarding the wizard tower, they did not lose any of the intelligence they should have.
"It's some wizards from the Pale Throne." Sigourney said, "They have reached some kind of agreement with Rachel. Every once in a while, they will send fresh experimental materials to Rachel."
Rachel's experimental materials: magical creatures, and humans.
Humans include ordinary people and wizards.
A high-ranking member of the Camarilla once said that, in Rachel's eyes, humans and magical creatures were truly equal.
Because he treats all life equally—
Think of them as materials on your lab bench.
As for Rachel herself?
He sees himself as a high and mighty god who controls the rules.
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