Desire on the other side of blood

The party went on until two o'clock in the morning.

I went to Sorensalburg with traces all over my body, and I was dizzy from drinking too much wine. I went back to my room and fell asleep.

"Your Highness, do you want me to prepare bath water for you?" A timid voice sounded from the side.

"Go." I closed my eyes and waved casually.

The body is completely immersed in the warm water, as if all the fatigue can flow away with the water.I leaned against the wall of the pool, not thinking about anything, I just wanted to enjoy this moment of tranquility quietly.

Light footsteps sounded in my ears, and then a pair of hands slowly climbed onto my shoulders.

"Your Highness, do you want me to wipe your back?" The voice said cautiously.

"No need." I'm not used to being served by others, although in my memory, every time Chris was tortured by Declan and couldn't move, there would be a maid to clean his body.

The man was silent for a while, but did not leave.The hands moved over my shoulders for a while, then slid down again.

"I told you, I don't need you to wait on me." Sensing something was wrong, I opened my eyes, grabbed those hands, and pulled that person to my eyes, "Is that you?"

It's Elena.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I... woo woo woo..." She fell to the ground in panic, her big eyes immediately filled with tears.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing her crying again, I covered my head with a headache, and suddenly regretted letting her stay here.

"Your Highness, let me serve you! I am willing to do anything, and you can do whatever you want, woo woo woo..." She only wore a piece of underwear, her small body was immature and delicate.

"Elena, do you know what you're talking about?" I began to feel impatient.

"I know, Your Highness, you saved me. I know you are a good person, but they said that as long as they find a chance to climb up to a nobleman like you, they don't have to live the same life as before. Your Highness, you want me! I will Very good, I'm not afraid of pain." Although she was very scared, she still said boldly.

"Aristocrat? Me?" I smiled, self-deprecating in my voice.

"We're all the same, aren't we?"

……

I didn't sleep well that night, and my mind kept going back and forth, both from the real Chris and from myself.Those pasts that I thought I could forget always stretched out devil's tentacles when I didn't know it, binding me tightly.

I know the reason why I saved Elena is because when I saw her, I seemed to see my former self. In the quagmire of fate, we struggled to breathe, sucking the stale air into our bodies until the body also emitted the same Dirty smell like the world.

……

Reluctantly, but from the next day I followed Declan's instructions and started my working life.I have never been in touch with diplomatic matters. It is undoubtedly more convenient to ask Richard if there is anything I don’t understand, but I still choose to stay alone, but to my surprise, Richard held A lot of information appeared in front of me.

"Dylanke called me here." Seeing my surprised look, he quickly explained.

"Really?" I smiled lightly, and pointed to the seat beside me, "What do you want to teach me?"

He hesitated, sat down next to me, and said something completely irrelevant to my question.

"Chris, last night I..."

"Last night?" I closed the book, my voice half a smile, "Last night, I had a good time."

Richard was slightly taken aback, his expression became a little frustrated, "Chris, I know you haven't forgiven me, I have always regretted the things I did to you before, I..."

"Richard." I interrupted him displeasedly, "I don't want to mention the past, please don't remind me over and over again."

"Okay, okay." Probably because he didn't expect me to respond to him like this, Richard sighed and stopped talking.

He didn't speak, and I didn't speak, and the whole room was filled with the rustling sound of flipping books, and it was he who broke the silence first.

"In the third year when you fell into a deep sleep, Declan tried to enter your dream and wake you up. At that time, the first war between Sabat and Camarilla had just broken out." His expression was a little heavy , "It was an easy thing for him, but in the end he failed."

"Oh?" I looked up, waiting for his next words.

"Yes, because you have been very repulsive, as if you never want to wake up."

I turned a page in the book, "What was the trigger of that war...?"

Richard sighed again, "Because someone from the Ashamai tribe found the poison bottle, one of the holy artifacts, and used it. That incident caused the death of nearly 1000 Camarilla civilians."

The Ashamai tribe is the most warlike clan in Sabat. They hate Kamalila very much and think that Kamalila is God's lackey, although Kamalila does not believe in God.

"And..." Richard glanced at me, hesitant to speak, "Fillian once sent a letter to Declan through official channels, asking to hand you over to them because you tried to hide your identity through illegal Infiltrated into the high-level government of Camarilla to obtain secrets through normal channels, but was rejected by Declan."

"Illegitimate way? Is it sex temptation?" I sneered, but there was only endless sadness left in my heart.

Take me back, what do you want to do with me?Philian, you feel disgusted even if you touch me now, don't you?

But why, I still miss your arms so much all the time, even if I fall into an illusory dream, I don’t want to wake up?

"I don't want to talk about this, Richard." I closed my eyes to hide the disappointment in them, and opened them again.

I have nothing to do with now, have I?

Richard realized that my emotions were out of place, and he quickly changed the subject, "Take a look at this book, maybe you will be interested." He gave me a book with a red cover.

""Road of Thorns: The End of the Corruptor"?"

I turned to the first page, and the picture drawn on it was a little scary: a huge ax was stuck in the soil, and the soil had already been stained red with blood.Beside the ax was a neat ring of skulls, some looking fresh, and some rotting, with white eyeballs slipping out of their sockets.

Flipping through the pages, each page has a similar style of drawing, but the things on it are different.I counted a total of thirteen pages with pictures, and the rest of the pages were filled with words, so I didn't read any more.

"Is this the thirteen holy artifacts?"

"Yes, except for the butcher's knife, all twelve other holy artifacts have been found."

"Richard, I have never understood, what are these sacred artifacts?"

Richard was obviously taken aback by my words, "You don't know?"

Maybe these are common sense for any blood race, but I really don't know.While he and Will would often leave Hermons in search of the Hallows when we were together, it never occurred to me to ask what those things were.

"Well, I finally know the reason why Declan insisted that I bring this book. You are his descendant, shouldn't he tell you this earlier?" Richard seemed very dissatisfied, "The Thirteenth Hallows is Cain was left in the human world during the war of the ancient elders, and the dead hand in it is actually his left hand. Legend has it that the secret of the world is hidden in it. Now the dead hand, magic bracelet, puppet, bone harp, spiritual staff and The soul rings are all in Camarilla, while the blood spoon, blood cup, illusion mirror, torture ax and ghost lamp are in Sabat."

The soul ring was originally in my hand, but I left it there when I left Pegdana Castle.

"What will happen if all the thirteen holy artifacts are collected?"

"Sabat or Kamarilla, whoever owns the thirteen holy artifacts can annex the other side and dominate the Blood Race Continent."

Camarilla and Sabat began to hate each other at the beginning of their establishment. Although the relationship between the two parties has coexisted with tension and tension in the history of thousands of years, it is an indisputable fact that the two sides have been secretly competing for the holy artifact.

Then if... Sabat annexed Kamalila, would I be able to see Filian every day? If he lost the throne, would he only belong to me?

Startled by my own thoughts, I shook my head, trying to get rid of that messy thought, but that thought seemed to have taken root in my brain, and I couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"Chris?" Richard called me. "What's wrong with you?"

"Well, it's okay." I came back to my senses, smiled at him, and then looked at the wall clock on the wall.It's almost 5 o'clock.

"Richard, I think I have to go first. I'm going to a party." I got up.

"You enjoyed those shows?" He knew what I was talking about.

"Yeah, that's a pretty good show for the Sabat, isn't it?"

"Well, I hope you're having a good time," said Richard dejectedly.