Feeling the life force injected into her body, Vivian fell silent again.
She didn't know what to say anymore.
Fortunately, this unbearable silence did not last long as they walked out of the beach and onto the relatively flat road.
A carriage in the distance seemed to see them, so it drove over from a distance.
Listening to the sound of wheels rolling on the ground, Vivian looked towards the carriage.
With her eyesight, she could naturally see the person driving the carriage.
She was a graceful young woman in a maid outfit, with impeccable appearance and figure.
It was the maid named Evelyn beside Eros. She had seen her frequently in recent times and they had had a lot of communication with each other.
Seeing this maid, Vivian turned her beautiful eyes to Eros above, a little surprised:
"Did you arrange for her to come and pick you up? Aren't you worried that she might run into those Black Dog Gang members if she arrives too early?"
Eros' eyes were smiling, and his tone was natural: "We have a special way of contact. I notified her to come over after the matter was over."
"If she hadn't received the notification, she would have continued to stay far away and wouldn't have come near this side."
The special method of contact he was talking about was naturally the soul imprint engraved deep in Isabella's soul.
Although that thing cannot communicate directly, it can use vibration to convey some simple messages at critical moments.
For example, if the mark vibrates twice, it is safe and you can pick it up without worry; if it vibrates three times, it is dangerous and you should return immediately.
Vivian said "oh", then pushed Eros' chest and whispered:
"Put me down. I'm much better now and can move on my own."
While they were talking, Isabella had already stopped the carriage in front of them.
Looking at Vivian covered in blood, Isabella's eyes immediately showed a hint of worry:
"Is the master not injured?"
Eros smiled and said confidently: "Don't you still believe in my strength?"
Isabella pursed her lips. She naturally believed in her master's ability, but the main reason was that Vivian's current condition was a little too miserable.
However, after hearing her master personally admit that everything was fine, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After the two exchanged greetings, Eros reached out and helped Vivian into the carriage.
Vivian originally wanted to refuse, because her injuries had recovered a lot at this moment, and she could do this little trick by herself.
But she obviously couldn't persuade Eros, so she could only let him hold her arm with one hand and her waist with the other to help her get into the carriage.
After a while, the carriage drove safely back to the Moore Park and stopped downstairs of the apartment building.
The two people in the carriage didn't talk much along the way. Eros quietly held Vivian's arm and continued to inject vitality into her body to heal her injuries.
Vivian leaned against the carriage, reviewing the battle of the night in her mind.
Summarize what went wrong in tonight's battle and what shouldn't have been handled that way.
As for the discomfort she felt when being held in his arms before, she had now forgotten about it.
By the time she got off the carriage, her injuries had almost healed.
Looking down at her recovered body, Vivian turned to look at Eros and sighed:
"This ability of the elven bloodline can really save a lot of treatment costs if used well."
I can only say that she is worthy of being Vivian.
When other women heard the name of elven blood, the first thing they thought of was the potion of life, and they thought of rejuvenation and becoming young again.
Only her first thought was that this ability could save a lot of treatment costs.
Eros was speechless after hearing this: "That's true. Since I got the elven blood, I haven't bought any healing potions."
Vivian felt envious after hearing this. If she had this ability, wouldn't she be able to go out and kill cultists every day?
There is no need to worry about the high cost of treatment and you can save a lot of money.
But unfortunately, this quality is something that people are born with and you can’t envy it.
"Let's go!" Eros found it a little funny when he saw Vivian with an envious look on her face.
Vivian nodded without saying anything else. She stepped on the steps with her white and delicate bare feet and walked up the stairs first.
Eros looked back at Isabella who was parking the carriage, and then followed her up the stairs.
By the time he returned to his room, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
Undine, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, saw Eros coming back, and immediately pounced on Eros and circled around him.
When she saw the bloodstains on Eros' clothes, her beautiful big eyes were immediately filled with tears.
"Are you hurt?" Wendini sniffed, his voice choked.
Eros stretched out his hands and rubbed Wendini's head vigorously for a few times, messing up Wendini's beautiful hair, and said unhappily:
"This is not my blood!"
Wendy looked up when she heard that, and her misty eyes brightened up a bit:
"real?"
Eros stretched out his hand and grabbed Undine's delicate cheek, shaking it a little while lowering his head and resting his forehead against Undine's, and spoke in a long tone:
"Of course~"
When he said this, Eros' eyes were full of doting.
"Hurry~ Ugh~ Let go! You stinky little brother... How dare you rip your sister off~"
Undine reached out and grabbed Eros's hand, cursing incoherently.
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