Chapter 158: Should I Defect?
After a satisfying meal, Molly’s tone softened slightly. When she asked why Lena was here…
“What? The lake spirit? What kind of idiot would believe such a ridiculous legend?! Hmph, the one who spread that rumor must be a fool.”
Molly’s words were clearly directed at Ka Ka.
But the little deer girl didn’t notice, simply giggling. “It doesn’t matter if there’s a spirit or not, what matters is that my worries are gone.”
Indeed.
The joy of bullying, Lena, having gained the upper hand, wouldn’t let Molly go so easily.
“You’ve eaten my food, how will you repay me?”
“W-what?! You willingly let me drink your blood!”
Molly stammered, she had always hunted indiscriminately, and now, having encountered a formidable opponent, her usual arrogance vanished.
“What do you want?”
Although Lena didn’t seem like she would harm her, Molly was still wary of being given some difficult task.
She dreaded human errands, always endless and troublesome.
Lena stroked Ka Ka’s smooth fur. “It’s simple, I told you before, attend Angel’s concert.”
Molly’s eyes widened. “That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
Lena smiled kindly, the two small puncture wounds on her arm already healing…
“Fine, if it’s just a concert, I agree.”
Molly thought, what could possibly go wrong at a concert? Just a girl singing and dancing, a childish performance.
Heh, not even as entertaining as a circus.
Could Angel breathe fire?
Obviously not, but having tasted Lena’s blood, Molly had to repay the favor.
“Girls, you know, when they have a concert, they want all their friends to come,” Lena said. “It’s like when you catch a rare prey, you want to share it with your family, same principle.”
“Indeed,” Molly nodded in agreement. “But I don’t have a family, so I can’t understand the concept of sharing prey. I wouldn’t give up my hard-earned meal, it’s illogical.”
“You’re too serious.”
“Perhaps.”
Molly licked her lips, her crimson tongue like a snake’s, cleaning the remaining blood from her teeth.
“Will I ever taste such delicious blood again?”
Lena’s blood was incredibly sweet, a delicacy only enjoyed by high-ranking bloodkin.
Molly was still savoring the taste.
Addictive…
She wanted to keep Lena by her side forever, as her personal blood slave, what a delightful thought…
“Hehe, I won’t become anyone’s possession.”
Lena, as if reading Molly’s mind, placed her hand on Ka Ka’s back.
“But I wouldn’t mind taking in a hungry little vampire, after all, you have something others don’t.”
Her gaze lingered on Molly’s chest.
Molly covered her breasts, her expression serious. “Choose your words carefully, I’m much older than you.”
“Indeed, much bigger, I have to admit.”
“I was talking about age.”
“I was talking about these.”
Lena puffed out her chest, her height surpassing Molly’s, but Molly’s… assets were more impressive.
Lena felt a pang of regret, losing in this aspect.
“What are you comparing?”
Ka Ka puffed out her own chest, although smaller than theirs, still quite substantial.
Especially the creamy white cleavage and defined abs, definite bonus points.
“Hey, I can’t reach my tail anymore, I used to be able to, Lena… Lena?”
The little deer girl tilted her head, looking at their ongoing banter. “A new… friend game?”
…
“It’s this Saturday, Angel’s birthday.”
“She plans to invite everyone she knows, it will be her most important concert.”
“You should have told me about her birthday sooner.”
“Ah… I didn’t?”
Lena thought for a moment, then slapped her forehead.
“Well, it’s settled now, don’t worry about the details.”
“But!”
Molly’s face flushed.
Having tasted Lena’s blood, how could she forget its sweetness?
She couldn’t imagine how she would survive the coming days, the bland taste of animal blood unbearable in comparison.
Molly even felt like she couldn’t live without Lena’s… blood.
And she, in turn, had become like a bloodkin kept by a human, a pet to be teased and fed, willingly obeying for a taste of that delicious blood…
“You planned this from the beginning! You deliberately let me drink your blood!” Molly exclaimed.
“So what if I did? You drank it, that’s a fact, you can’t resist the temptation, which means bloodkin are also weak, weaker than humans.”
Lena’s parting words echoed in Molly’s mind, keeping her awake at night.
Her pride had been trampled upon, by a lowly human, the very creature she despised…
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!”
Molly punched a tree, venting her frustration.
What should she do now?
She didn’t know.
She might never be able to eat anything else again.
She still craved Lena’s blood, its sweetness addictive, unforgettable.
A single taste, a flavor she would never forget, how delicious could it be…?
Perhaps, for a bloodkin, being so attached to a single “blood bag” was childish and foolish.
But after being used to simple food, suddenly tasting a delicacy, even a fool could tell the difference, and the simple food would become unappetizing.
Luxury was easy to get used to, poverty not so much.
Whoever said a boar couldn’t appreciate fine bran must have been a sour grape, making excuses.
Molly sat under a tree, hugging her legs, lost in thought.
Even as night fell, her hunting time, she didn’t move…
The moon was bright, the stars clear.
The lake was calm and peaceful.
A sudden wave of loneliness washed over her.
With their long lifespans, bloodkin always looked down on the world, but they had no true friends.
Even if they did, their friends would eventually die.
So, bloodkin were solitary creatures, unless they had a friend who was also immortal…
Ha, that was unlikely…
Their pride made them fearless, but their xenophobia also prevented them from accepting friendship from other races.
If someone was willing to overcome these obstacles and offer their friendship, it would be a true blessing…
“Should I join Angel’s side?”
Molly suddenly murmured in the quiet night.
The forest near her home was still destroyed, food was scarce, and moving her mansion required too much magic power. The last time she had moved, it had almost depleted her reserves, leaving her unconscious for days…
This seemed like a good idea.
All she had to sacrifice was a little pride.
But she didn’t want to lose her bloodkin dignity.
Perhaps it was her instincts, warning her against associating with humans, her hostility towards them inherited from generations of elders.
“What should I do, who can tell me…”
