Night 13: Vampire's bloodthirsty instincts

　　The fool holds his hand and eats his own flesh.

　　--Old Testament

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　　"Thank you ... I'll do it myself."

　　This statement, however, drew astonished stares from the entire room.

　　"Gera, you need not have a conversation with the lowly squires, and even that will not elevate their pathetic status. You, not ... you, are about to become the Vespertine Witch above all others, just wait until ..." Niditra's words were stiffly interrupted by Pujeo.

　　"Gra. Miss Visata, you might want to dine a bit first ... if the waiter's behavior upsets you ..." Pujeo spoke with a smile on one side, and on the other, gestured with his eyes to the timid waiter beside Yvonne.

　　"I'll take care of it right away so it doesn't get in the way of your meal."

　　Saying that, that waiter mechanically walked to the corner of the hall, and without hesitation, he canned the right hand that had previously presented the dish. Even though his expression was one of pain, he did not utter a word.

　　The murky blue blood was shocking to the guilt-ridden Evina.

　　Is this, is this vampire blood, blue and pouring down ...

　　"What a lowly bloodline, even the blood is so muddy. Gera. Miss Visata, please eat." A teenager slightly behind the seat stood up and spoke fawningly.

　　And Yvina couldn't hear anything at the moment. She was obviously to say thank you, why ... why after that blonde man's mouth, it led to this scene in front of her.

　　Deeply apologetic, Evina didn't say a word, and as 'instructed', she looked down at what was in front of her.

　　Blood-red She-fruit, emerald green Green Tee. Strong contrast in front of her eyes. The tantalizing fruit a made the hungry She salivate. However, a cup of golden vessel caught her attention. Curious, she opened the lid that glistened with metallic luster ... before her eyes, a scarlet red.

　　The heart contracted strongly.

　　Pujao saw the right time to say the right words at the right time to move.

　　"Gra. Sa for her lady. For the offense of rudeness and ignorance just now, I would like to earn your forgiveness by treating you with delicious human blood."

　　Poujeaux rose gracefully and curtsied with an elegant figure.

　　And across from him was Evina's ghastly white face.

　　A brief comment but a shot in the arm that confirmed her horrible suspicions. Human blood, just looking at it was enough to make her shudder.

　　Without hesitation, she pushed it towards Pujeo, and Evina was horrified, not realizing that the party's actions were as raw and rude as they were.

　　And its refusal was rewarded with visible dismay on the handsome blonde man's face.

　　"For, why? Forgiving as you are, can't you accept my sincere apology?" With a false sense of embarrassment, Pujo respectfully pushed the vessel back in front of Evina.

　　But everyone knew that the honorable Count Pujao had pulled the last of his face.

　　Even if that maiden was given an exalted title, the earl's status was in no way inferior to hers; after all, Pujeo had a pure bloodline second only to the king's.

　　The scene was oppressively suffocating. Niditra observed quietly and spoke at the right time.

　　"Gera, do you still want to be so capricious, in front of the honorable Count Poujeaux, put away your amusing childishness. Besides, on the way here, you were the one who clamored to taste the dishes here!" Niditra sounded like an elder admonishing a naughty junior, with traces of doting in his eyes and mouth.

　　Evina was stunned, she couldn't understand it.

　　Niditra is the only one who knows her true identity ... isn't it?

　　She's human! But sucks the blood of her own kind ...

　　compassionate, agonized, and then, squeezed her eyes shut. For the first time in this desolate country, she savored a deep helplessness.

　　The vampires looked at Evina suspiciously. She had human blood in her spoon that every vampire couldn't resist, and she, what was she hesitating for?

　　***

　　There was dead silence in the room.

　　Only the metal spoon that emitted an icy sheen emitted the crispness of clinking against the dishes. Hands trembling uncontrollably, she slowly brought the mouthful of blood red to her mouth.

　　If you take this step, is the abyss of sin ahead of you?

　　Evina hesitated as she looked at the crimson blood in front of her.