ebookland Chapter 221 Two People Alone (2)
Chapter 221 Two People Alone (2)
Chapter 221 The Two of Us Alone (2)
Maya's life was extremely busy during the investigation following the vampire incident.
She needs to control her expressions and desires at all times, and there is simply no time to stop and catch her breath.
Given her vampire identity, she hoped this secret would never be revealed, if possible.
The reason is simple: she doesn't want to lose her friends, family, and her junior classmates.
Therefore, she did her best to make it possible, and her efforts paid off, just as she and her junior had planned, with nothing suspicious happening.
The test results were also good; her testimony matched the crime scene and how she defeated the vampire.
As the responsibilities on her shoulders gradually lessened, Maya's mindset returned to normal, and a problem she had previously ignored began to surface.
How did the junior student defeat that vampire?
Her junior wasn't that strong, how could he possibly defeat that vampire?
Based on her experience, the vampire's strength far surpasses that of any other student.
Its level is even higher than some active hunters, and in this case, Maya believed that at least high-ranking officials would be needed to deal with it.
However, her junior was able to defeat the vampire on his own. She was certain that there was no one else nearby and knew that he had not received any help, unless he was lying.
This raised questions in her mind.
Is he hiding his true strength?
If the junior was hiding his true strength, then that makes sense.
Maya still remembers the time she taught Morse how to control his magic, and based on his performance at that time, she was certain that he did not yet know how to control his magic.
Judging from his appearance, Maya judged that he couldn't possibly be that strong.
Unless he was extremely skilled at concealing his strength, but Maya didn't believe that, she had complete faith in her own eyes.
Then there's only one possibility.
Morse became so strong in a short period of time that he was able to defeat a vampire.
Sure enough, my eyes were right; he really is talented.
If not, who would give him such expensive resources? She knew very well that Morse was special; her intuition told her so.
But why would he hide his strength?
How could someone capable of defeating a vampire refuse such an achievement? If he revealed this fact, he would gain resources and recognition…
Did he have any compelling reason to do so?
Maya pondered, various possibilities flashing through her mind: perhaps he followed some personal code, or perhaps he had an idea he didn't want to attract attention, or perhaps he simply didn't care about fame and recognition.
Whatever the reason, Maya decided to support him silently. In her eyes, he was not only her junior, but also her savior. His timely appearance during the vampire incident not only saved her life, but also gave her a new sense of mission.
A deep sense of gratitude welled up within Maya, a gratitude that inspired her to do her utmost to repay the debt.
Realizing that her junior had become an indispensable part of her life made her even more determined to ensure his safety.
Maya is willing to use her family's resources, connections, and influence to support her junior in improving his abilities.
If he chooses to remain in the shadows, she will become a silent force propelling him forward. She believes everyone has their reasons, and her responsibility is to respect and protect those reasons.
Maya made up her mind, and a new goal ignited in her heart.
Whether he was seeking validation, redemption, or simply preferred solitude, Maya was determined to be the support he needed.
She had already ordered a special batch of herbs from her family, and they were on their way.
But this wasn't her whole plan; it was just the beginning. She was still searching for more information about vampires and what had happened to her.
Morse mentioned that she evolved into a different vampire due to emotions, but she wanted to know more details.
Therefore, she has been searching for relevant information and has asked her family to help find clues.
If possible, she wants to go back to her original self; she doesn't want to cause any unnecessary harm.
But how can I restore it to its original state?
Maya asked herself, various solutions flashing through her mind. The process of restoring her humanity would be difficult, but she remained determined to find hope.
As Maya became engrossed in her predicament, another pressing issue surfaced: her craving for blood grew stronger, and her stomach began to rumble.
It had been a while since she last ate, and the craving was growing stronger, but she felt disgusted by the blood of other people.
In the classroom full of humans, she had no intention of attacking them; instead, she felt disgusted by their smells. She didn't know if this feeling would change if she lost control, but for now, she wasn't attracted to the smell of any other person.
Maya's senses rejected the idea of drinking other people's blood, finding it repulsive, but when she thought of her junior, that disgust disappeared, replaced by a strong desire.
It has to be the blood of a junior student.
Maya acknowledged that this realization was both unsettling and fascinating.
Her need for blood evokes conflicting emotions, much like her inner struggle during the vampire incident.
But she ultimately couldn't resist, knowing she couldn't resist the urge, and even after so long, she found other foods tasteless.
She had only one thought in her mind: only her junior's blood was delicious, which is why she stopped eating snacks after that.
Now Maya has decided to go find him, unaware that her eyes have turned deep red and drool is involuntarily flowing from the corners of her mouth.
The unique scent of Morse's blood was deeply imprinted in her mind, and finding his location was not difficult; she simply followed the scent and soon found him.
He was fighting a phantom puppet, and Somaya decided to watch from the sidelines.
Looking back now, this is the place where I first noticed him.
At that time, Maya thought he was just a lost junior who didn't know how to control his magic, so she offered to help him.
Who would have thought that things would turn around so quickly, and now she's the one seeking help?
Maya focused on the present, noticing the change in Morse's fighting style. His once hesitant movements were now precise and efficient, his attack speed was faster, and his footwork showed greater agility.
“He has improved a lot,” Maya exclaimed silently.
His training with the phantom puppet proved his dedication to improving himself, and every move showed his commitment to progress and becoming stronger.
Maya's observations didn't stop there; she noticed that her junior was wearing a weighted bracelet on his wrist, deliberately limiting his strength.
Why would he do that? Isn't it dangerous?
Maya was confused, not understanding why he would limit his abilities, since the phantom puppet wouldn't show any mercy.
Morse's actions raise deep questions in Maya about his concealment of power and his motivations for self-imposed restrictions.
Maya realized there was still so much about Morse that she didn't know, and her inner conflict intensified as she reflected on her struggles and her desire for blood.
The mystery surrounding him deepened, and Maya was eager to learn more about him.
Just as Maya was struggling to cope with her inner conflict, the training took an unexpected turn.
A sharp sound echoed in the room as Morse's right arm was slashed, leaving a noticeable scar on his once skilled and agile body.
Maya's eyes widened as she realized the gravity of the situation.
The first wound meant that the battle ahead would be even more difficult, but despite his injury, Morse persevered, his face filled with determination. Another wound appeared on his arm, the blood standing out vividly red, and the battle continued.
As the training drew to a close, he stood there, breathing heavily, his body covered in the marks of simulated combat. Although the phantom puppet was merely a training tool, it had pushed him to his limits.
Although he ultimately failed, it is remarkable that he was able to persevere for so long despite the pain and self-imposed limitations.
The Maya's senses became more acute with the smell of blood and sweat in the air.
The scent of Morse's blood reached her nose, triggering an instinctive reaction within her.
"Ha ha……"
boom!
Her heart pounded, and her previously steady breathing became rapid and irregular.
At that moment, Maya’s attention was completely focused on his blood, as if the world had disappeared and only his heartbeat was echoing in his ears.
Maya's eyes turned deep red as she stared intently at the wounds, the smell of blood intoxicating her and drowning out all other thoughts.
In the heightened fog of emotion, Maya found herself increasingly unable to control herself; her breathing quickened, matching her rapidly beating heart.
Unable to wait any longer, she approached Morse with a sense of unease. Her eyes were filled with urgency, her legs trembled slightly, as if she were about to lose control of her emotions, and drool began to trickle from the corner of her mouth, a sign that her desire was about to erupt.
"Junior, are you free?" Maya asked tremblingly, her gaze fixed on his neck, desire filling the air.
“Yes?” Morse responded, meeting her gaze and understanding her inner need.
"Then... can we talk privately?" Maya stammered, her voice revealing nervousness and anticipation.
“I understand,” Morse agreed without hesitation.
Morse Scott, freshman, confirmed.
[Maya Evergreen, second year, confirmed.]
[There are significant differences in the students' estimated combat abilities. Should we continue?]
"Yes."
The two then walked together toward the training field.
"sorry."
Maya lunged at Morse.