vampire bat

"I... I just want to ask him why he hit you..." Winnie covered his face, he knew that Erlande was afraid of being abandoned again, but this time Winnie really felt a little wronged, "I , I don't want the little master to be bullied."

Erlande sat on the ground, barely supporting himself by the tree trunk behind him, and looked at Winnie who was sitting next to him with an aggrieved face.

Unexpectedly, the one who accompanied him in the end was Winnie, the little bat he regarded as a plaything.

Winnie stretched out his arm in front of Eland and said, "I still have blood." He saw that none of the wounds on Aland's body had healed, and his complexion was pale, as if all the blood had flowed out.

"I'm dying." Erlande said to Winnie, "Thank you for being with me. I know I have a bad temper and speak badly, but I won't bother you after I die."

"Little master..." Winnie looked around. There was no life-saving blood in the wilderness here. He lifted his collar and said, "You suck my blood."

"I want to go home." A tear flowed from Erland's dry eyes, "Dad is probably still angry with me."

"Vinny, do you find me annoying too?" Elland grabbed his hand.

Vinny shook his head.

Eland smiled and said: "When I was young, because my father married Prince Josephine's sister, the whole family had a prominent status. At that time, many children from noble families surrounded me, and they chased after me and fawned on me. Until Everything changed the day Mom died."

"I don't know what happened. I thought my family would protect me as before, but at Prince Josephine's ball, I was tricked back home by Lacey. I was only 14 years old that year." Ailan De's eyes could no longer shed tears, he said calmly, staring blankly into the distance, "He raped/violated me, Duke Lacey threatened me not to speak out, and then they killed me Let go. I was afraid that my father would find out, so I kept wandering around the city, and then I met John."

"John was very good to me. He took me in and took care of me all the time. He didn't care that I was a vampire. Later, he told me that he was a witcher, but he didn't hurt me and saved me more than once." Eland grabbed Vinny's hand, "I thought he was my salvation, so I wanted to leave him without hesitation. For ten years, he tortured me for ten years, possessed me roughly, and made him his or hit me just because I was unhappy. I begged him, I said I hurt, but he said to me, 'You dead man, are you worthy of saying hurt?' From that day on, I never yelled again Pain because I'm a dead man and I don't deserve to feel pain."

"He said I was dirty and depraved... Why do you say that he was so good to me, but suddenly changed?" Elland asked, "It's been 100 years, I thought he was dead, until the ball I only met him last night, but he deliberately pretended not to know me."

"Want to know where I went at the dance?" Erlande asked, but he had already given the answer, "Lacey kidnapped me, I thought he wouldn't be here in 100 years, but I was wrong , I was almost tortured to death by him. And then I met that werewolf John... I didn't mean to do this to him, I'm hopeless, I can't forget the hunter, I don't want John to waste time for me , so I can only piss him off."

Erlande touched his face: "He slapped me, maybe in his heart, I will always be a bitch."

There was a rustling sound in the bushes, and John came out with many bags of blood in his arms.

"John!" Erlande was a little surprised.

"I heard it all." John put the blood into Winnie's arms. He squatted down and held Erlande's face gently, and said to him, "I will wait until you forget about that hunter."

Erlande looked at John guiltily. He wanted to cry, but there were no tears in his eyes.

"Winnie, take Ireland home," John said to Winnie.

"Thank you." Winnie said gratefully, and he hugged the blood in his arms tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Also, don't bully Winnie all the time in the future, how kind he is to you."

Seeing Winnie's red eyes from crying, John thought that the master and servant were really...

This time Erlande obediently followed Winnie home, without mentioning the hunter along the way.

Winnie looked into Erlande's dazed eyes, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

The Duke of Wilson went to the residence of the Earl of Fallon for his appointment, so it was Catherine who came out to meet them.

"What are you doing back?" Catherine blocked the door.

"This is my home, why can't I come back?" Erlande was still arguing with his sister, looking aggressive on the surface.

"Little master, he won't go looking for that hunter again!" Winnie hurriedly explained, and peeked at Catherine's face.

When Catherine heard the word "hunter", her expression instantly dropped, and she shut the two of them outside with a bang.

"Hey! Master!" Winnie knocked on the door, but Catherine seemed determined to keep them out.

"Don't call her." Erlande sat down, and now he didn't care about any noble appearance, "We can go in when my father comes back."

Winnie sat next to Ireland, and they sat like this. After some time, a carriage drove out of the dense forest.

When Duke Wilson got out of the car, he saw Vinny standing by the door.

"Master, I have brought back little master Erlande...he will not look for that hunter again."

Erlande still sat there indifferently, he wanted to go over, but held back.

Wilson saw Ireland's blood-stained clothes, he picked up his son silently, and ordered the servant to open the door.

When Winnie went to see Erlande, he was much better, but his face was still pale, and he sank powerlessly into the bed.

"Master, how is he?" Winnie stood behind Wilson and couldn't see his expression, but he didn't dare to walk over.

"Human blood is no longer useful, he needs blood of the same kind." Wilson rolled up his sleeve and cut his wrist.

Erlande glanced at Wilson, hesitated for a while, and grabbed his arm.

The matter was covered up in such a way that there was no trace of the past, and no one mentioned the hunter again, and Eland was still Eland before.

Only Winnie knew that Erlande still looked spoiled in front of people, but he liked to be in a daze when he returned to the house.

One more thing Winnie did was to tell Erlande to eat on time every day, and he brought him blood every day, and he had to watch him drink it up with his own eyes.

This time, Erlande was not in a daze, he hugged Winnie from behind.

Winnie thought he was going to be bad again like before, but Erlande whispered in his ear, "Can you deliver the letter for me? I'll give you the address, and you just need to put the letter in the mailbox."

"..." Winnie has already guessed that he is writing to the hunter, but Winnie doesn't know what to do, maybe it's nothing to just write a letter, so that if we don't meet each other, Erlande will feel better .

Vinny agreed, and flew across the block each morning with the letter.The mailbox is in a desolate neighborhood, I don't know who will pick it up here.

Since Ireland's letter was sent out, Ireland seemed to be much more energetic, and Catherine thought he had returned to his former vitality, but Wilson always stood on a high ground and looked at him worriedly.

"Vinny, did you find the reply letter?" Elland finally couldn't hold back and asked secretly.

Winnie shook his head. He sent out one letter a day, but the hunter took away the letter from the first day, and piled up the rest in the envelope.

Seeing Eland's lost look, Winnie lied: "Young master, don't be sad, although he didn't reply to your letter, he took away all your letters."

"Really?" Erlande hugged him, her head hanging on Winnie's shoulder.

Winnie nodded, feeling uneasy.