This sudden unfamiliar emotion made Lilith's whole body tense up, and even her action of sucking blood involuntarily stopped.
A rare trace of panic flashed through her eyes, which had turned redder due to the blood drinking.
This warm and slightly sour feeling was too unfamiliar for someone like her who had been living alone for thousands of years.
"Lilith?"
Aster Grant opened his eyes in confusion.
He could clearly feel that Lilith's power had just been restored to Monarch Tier Nine, and his own body was far from its limit.
Logically speaking, this time should at least help her break through to the Half-step Totem.
This call pulled Lilith out of her daze.
Meeting Aster's concerned gaze, her heart, which had been silent for a millennium, unexpectedly started racing uncontrollably.
The ever-composed and elegant Progenitor of the Vampires, at this moment, seemed as flustered as a young girl.
"Enough, enough..."
