“What about Nure, that masked girl?”

“Hmm, I don’t know much about her since she never talks about herself. But when I was a kid and training on an island, she jumped on me from a portal and called me ‘master’.”

Nero chuckled. “I was suspicious at first, but then she said she would do anything for me. Of course, I was super cautious of her since I was attacked many times by creeps ever since I was a kid.”

“But then she said she could prove her loyalty and did everything that I asked her to.”

“Everything?” Emilia questioned.

“Yes, everything.”

‘Does that mean ‘that’ too?’ Emilia totally ignored what he said about his age and started having fantasies.

“Then I asked her what she wanted in return, and she replied with ‘As long as you ask me kindly, and give me your blood, I would do anything.’ And we have been together since then.”

“Is she a vampire too?”

“Nay, she said she is from some ancient race, and she needs my blood to maintain her body.”

Nero stretched his hands in the air and moved left and right.

“What’s your relationship with her?”

Nero squatted as he glanced at Emilia, “Why are you asking all these questions?”

Emily’s face went red as she laid down on the bed. “I just want to know.”

“She is someone who I rely on the most.”

After doing some push-ups, Nero stood up and walked to the bed. He looked at Emilia, who was fast asleep, then thought, ‘I just hope it is not what I think it is,’

He sat on the bed and gazed at Emila— then, he stared and stared.

‘What’s happening?’ Nero tried to take his eyes off Emilia, but he couldn’t. Then, he moved his hand towards Emilia’s face, but before he could touch her face, Emilia suddenly opened her eyes and saw Nero trying to touch her.

Scared, Emilia sat up and moved to the edge of the bed.

“W-Wh-what were you trying to do?” Emilia stammered.

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie! You were trying to do something!” Emilia gasped then covered her body with the blanket. “You were trying to take my chastity again!”

“Watch your words. First of all, it was you who stole your own chastity— or do you want me to replay everything so you can watch it in detail?”

“No thanks!” Emilia hissed.

“Then stop accusing me of something I never did.”

“But… you were trying to touch me just now.”

“Yeah,” Nero exhaled softly, then turned his gaze to Emilia and said, “I would never do anything to you.”

Emilia stared at Nero for a while, and then after calming herself, she laid down on the bed with her front facing Nero.

Nero quietly sat on the bed as he ogled Emilia.

“See? If you stare at me like that, then how am I supposed to sleep?”

Emilia turned around, facing her back at Nero.

Nero face palmed himself and tried to close his eyes.

“If you show me your hips like that, then don’t blame me if I end up doing something to your.”

Emilia immediately turned around and gritted her teeth as she glared at Nero with her flushed face.

Nero scoffed and grinned at Emilia, “Your reactions are so funny that it justs make me wanna tease you more.”

Emilia closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly as she opened her eyes and glanced at Nero. Then, she took a deep breath again and exhaled slowly— she did that a couple of times to calm herself.

She slept straight facing the ceiling and kept glancing at Nero once in a while, only to see Nero staring at her.

“Don’t,” Emilia gulped down and uttered meekly, “Don’t touch me or do anything to me without my permission, okay?”

“You don’t have to worry about me doing something to you— believe me, that’s the last thing I would do to you.”

Emilia believed Nero’s words and soon fell asleep. Meanwhile, Nero kept looking at Emilia and tried to touch her many times— but stopped every time he was about to touch her.

He laid down on the bed then closed his eyes to catch some sleep before going out to find Darius and kill him.

Around ten minutes passed since Emilia and Nero fell asleep— but suddenly, Emilia opened her eyes and glanced at Nero— then muttered something and went back to sleep.

After around an hour or so, Nero was woken up by a ringing sound in his ear— as if someone had gently knocked on the glass with some metal.

Nero opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was to look at the sofa— only to find it was empty.

Nero got out of the bed and glanced around, then jumped out of the window and climbed the tiled roof of the inn.

There he saw a girl, her body and attire shining brightly— giving a holy aura— sitting on the roof. Her silver eyes were gazing up at the cloudy sky as her silver hair swayed with the air.

Nero’s eyes widened as he looked at the girl, completely bewildered. He knew that she would wake up eventually, but he wasn’t quite ready to talk to her. He tried to smile, but he couldn’t because his emotions were all over the place. “So… phia?” he called her name mundane tone.

The girl looked at Nero, then smiled and said with a gentle— yet calm and ethereal voice, “It’s Sophi.”