Chapter 105: A Ghoul's Daily Life

After he almost lost control of himself, Alexander rushed to meet Claire; because of Sylvia, he was rather late, but thankfully it was the end of the world.

There wasn't any need to rush, and he sent another Vesta to let her know after the second round with Syliva after she lost consciousness for a moment.

'Phew... That feeling, the strange dream, I wonder what caused it... The fact that it was accurate is something I need to remember for the future.'

"Alex? What's the matter?" Claire's soft voice sounded, her right hand carrying a black spear with a sharp tip already stained with zombie innards.

Strangely, her idea of spending time together was as easy as hunting and patrolling. They were 2 miles north of the mall, quite close to the previous werewolf clash.