"Impossible! How can that be? It's far too little! Even for your blood, I need at least ten drops to recover!"
"Then ten drops it is. You give it to me first, then I'll give it to you later."
"...Fine, deal! You better not go back on your word!"
Although Eliza was extremely unwilling, she ultimately had no choice but to bow her head and compromise.
But as Eliza lowered her head, she couldn't help but smile slightly.
"That's great..."
There was no alternative, Eliza was just too hungry.
Especially after she tasted Herbert's blood, the tempting flavor continually tormented her soul.
The holy blood with its burning sensation devastated her body, yet seemed to possess a unique addictive magic, opening another doorway in her heart.
She faintly sensed that a strange fetish had awakened within her, yet she was somewhat unsure and unwilling to admit it.
She somewhat wanted to experience that painful sensation once more... but how could she possibly say that out loud!
