"How is she, meow?"
"Already awake, Ms. Lottie is feeding her lunch."
"How's the wound?"
"It's been dealt with briefly. You know, we don't dare to treat it rashly in this situation. Only the captain can be completely sure."
"Kara? That guy is indeed okay, but he is too obsessed with hunting down the blood demon, even to the point of being a little sick... Meow."
"I can't help it, the captain has always been like this... Um, Mr. Nice, with all due respect, can you speak without meow?"
"Meow... I'm sorry, I'm used to it. Ahem, how is her mental state?"
"She's still a little confused. After all, she just experienced such a horrible thing last night. Hey, she is only fourteen years old."
"She is fifteen years old. Yesterday was her birthday."
"Damn! What a poor child. I heard that she is the only survivor in the entire Castel Manor..."
"It's hard to say. Previous Blood Demon cases could not survive without sacrifices."
"Didn't you say that the stupid blood-born monster painted the sacrificial circle upside down?"
"It's not that simple. This incident has alarmed the higher-ups. The high priest and the duke are very angry, and the trial court is also ready to intervene."
"Damn it! Those lunatics in the Tribunal just want to reach out to our Demon Hunting Center!"
“…”
Clearly audible conversations came from outside the door, one was hoarse and comfortable, the other was young and respectful.
Although the door was closed and the speaker deliberately lowered his voice, Charlotte, who was half lying on the hospital bed, could still hear everything clearly.
Since last night's sacrificial ceremony, her hearing seemed to have undergone some kind of qualitative change, and her sensitivity had long exceeded the scope of ordinary humans.
"So... you don't know what happened?"
A gentle voice of inquiry sounded in front of me.
The speaker was a beautiful and dignified woman.
She was wearing a black robe, with long brown hair tied to one side. She was holding a wooden bowl filled with thick porridge in one hand and turning the spoon with the other. Her voice was slow and soft, and her whole person seemed to exude a reassuring maternal glow.
Priest Lottie.
This is the name that Charlotte heard from those demon-hunting knights.
At the same time, the other party was also the doctor who had been with her since she was transferred from the basement of Castel Manor to the mission hospital last night.
Facing Lottie's soft and concerned gaze, Charlotte became more energetic.
As the ultimate beneficiary of the evil ritual, she certainly knows what happened last night.
But she definitely couldn't say these things.
"I... I don't know..."
"Grandma suddenly turned into a monster... suddenly turned into a monster..."
"Woooooooo..."
Charlotte lowered her head slightly, her delicate little face looked lonely and confused, and her eye circles were faintly red, like a frightened kitten.
Looking at the girl's pitiful appearance, Lottie's heart melted.
She sighed, a hidden anger flashed in her eyes that were almost overflowing with love, and she said bitterly:
"These abominable blood-born monsters!"
Bloodborn...demon
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
This was the second time she heard the word.
She showed her confusion and bewilderment appropriately:
"Blood Demon?"
Lottie looked relaxed and explained patiently:
"You can understand that it is an extremely evil existence."
"They are afraid of light and holiness, thirst for blood, and live by sucking blood. They are evil, crazy and cruel..."
"The monster that wanted to sacrifice your blood last night was a blood-born monster."
Thirst for blood
Isn't this a vampire
It was difficult for Charlotte not to associate the other party's description with some Western legends from previous lives.
"Okay, stop thinking so much and have some porridge."
Looking at the silent girl, Lottie sighed softly.
She scooped up the thick porridge, blew it gently, and then slowly brought it to Charlotte:
"This is milk porridge. It is a sick meal in church hospitals. It is made of crushed and boiled oatmeal, and then added with milk, eggs and broth to cook. It is very helpful for your recovery from injuries."
Lottie's movements were gentle and her voice was gentle.
She seems to like to impart various kinds of knowledge to girls. Whenever the girl is confused about something, she will patiently explain it.
Looking at the milk porridge in Lottie's spoon, Charlotte obediently opened her mouth and swallowed it.
Now that her hands and feet were wrapped in bandages and gauze, she felt no psychological pressure at all about being fed.
However, compared to the delicious milk porridge, Charlotte felt that the fragrance of the beautiful priest sister in front of her was more attractive to her.
It was not a fragrance in the usual sense, but more like the enticing aroma that a hungry person smells when facing delicious food.
Especially when the other person is only one step away from her.
The alluring aroma even gave Charlotte the instinctive urge to pounce on the other person, bite the skin and suck the blood!
Outrageous!
Why do you want to suck blood!
Charlotte was shocked and confused.
It was obvious that although she escaped a little bit last night, her body had undergone some unknown and mysterious changes.
And this feeling made it difficult for her not to think of what the other person had just said.
Thirst for blood…
Could it be that... I sacrificed the old witch through a ritual, swallowed her power, and turned into a blood-born monster? !
"Don't be afraid. This is inside the church of the Holy Royal Court, the most sacred place in Boulder City. Those blood-born monsters dare not come in."
"Here... you're safe."
Looking at the girl's pale face and uncertain expression, Lottie showed pity and gently stroked her little head.
Charlotte:…
etc…
If everything is really as she guessed, wouldn't the church hospital be not only unsafe but also dangerous for her
After realizing this, Charlotte instantly felt uncomfortable all over, and everything in the ward seemed to be out of tune with her.
Fortunately, in the eyes of the demon-hunting knights, she is just an unlucky little pity now.
They didn't seem to notice the changes in the girl's body, and Charlotte also hoped that these demon-hunting knights would never notice the changes in her body...
Charlotte shrank slightly, but accidentally touched the wound, and couldn't help but hissed.
Lottie's eyes became more pitiful.
She gently and carefully pinched the corner of the quilt for the girl, with an apologetic look on her face:
"Does it hurt?"
"I'm sorry... you have gone through the blood demon ritual. I dare not use sacred healing on you rashly."
"But don't worry, Captain Kara is the strongest demon hunting knight in the Boulder branch. She has reached the peak of the second level of Silver Moon at a young age. Her sacred healing skills are quite superb..."
"When she returns, she will help you carefully examine your body, remove the dark corrosion infection and treat your injuries."
"Don't worry, you will be fully recovered and discharged in a week at most, and there won't be any infection or scarring left."
Charlotte:…
She is depressed.
With all the changes going on in her body, she didn't feel like she could stand up to scrutiny.
She also doesn't know what kind of chemical reaction the so-called "sacred healing technique" will have when facing the vampire monster...
Especially, the opponent is the demon hunting knight who is known as the "strongest"!
Religion is often accompanied by fanaticism, not to mention that her current judgment is likely to be "evil".
And the fate of "evil"...
Charlotte didn’t dare to gamble.
She wants to save herself.
To prevent physical examination.
Find a way to escape from here.
And... it cannot be suspected.
It's hard to escape from here.
The same goes for blocking body checks.
Then, the only thing she could do was to find a way to hide the changes in her body.
To do this, she first had to understand how the so-called "physical examination" was done.
"Physical... physical examination?"
Charlotte's beautiful blue eyes widened, and she tilted her head slightly, appropriately making a blank expression.
After a short period of getting along, she had discovered that as long as she showed such an ignorant and cute expression, the priestess would patiently begin to explain.
She needed this explanation to get more information from the other party.
As expected, Lottie smiled and said:
"The so-called physical examination is actually a magical ritual."
"The thing that examines your body is the power of God. It has no sequelae and will not invade your privacy."
"Of course, in order to learn more about this Blood Demon incident, the church may ask you some details about last night..."