Chapter 1574: 529. E Sister wants a quiet life, but players do not allow it.
Doris left Adel’s office, but the Shadow Intelligence Officer did not enjoy a mont of peace as a result. Doris’s suggestion, coinciding with Hog’s earlier advice, left Adel unable to calmly contemplate the issues concerning herself.
This only deepened her sense of unease.
It could be dismissed as a rare misstep for Hog to perceive her problem, but Doris was her Blood Descendant. The Queen of the Sewers could not only discern a superior’s doubts from appearance alone, but also confirm them through the blood-bonded connection.
Doris, given her cautious nature shaped by past experiences, would never bring unverified doubts to the forefront.
In other words, so kind of “forbidden” sentint Adel had kept buried deep in her heart had now begun to surface. The emotional guidance of the bloodline contract might soon co to fruition, but this was not entirely good news for Adel.
She stared at the docunts in her hand, detailing the underground affairs of Crimson Castle, but she couldn’t calm herself to sift through it with her usual ticulous logic.
If at the beginning she could bla this strange relationship on the bloodline contract, attributing everything to the dark, despicable “following traditions” of vampires, as ti passed, and after her rebirth as a vampire, even E Sister herself could no longer confirm whether this feeling stemd from duty and bloodline—or if it had beco a genuine, enduring tremor in her heart.
Her origins and the tragic lives of her parents had made her resistant to and disdainful of “love.” She refused to repeat her mother’s mistakes, but now Adel was painfully aware that she was no longer as resolute as before.
Even during those maddening daylight hours, in a state of half-wake and half-sleep, Adel could hear the slow, steady beating of her heart yearning for a kind of warmth, sothing to fill the long years of solitude in her life.
This yearning grew fiercer with ti, even surpassing the cold detachnt a vampire was supposed to maintain.
She had been a vampire for quite so ti, but she had never heard of another vampire descendant developing such peculiar emotions towards their superior. In the shadowy society of the Blood race, it was rare to encounter a leader like Sir Murphy, who devoted so little to sches, instead carrying an otherworldly warmth that drove people to draw closer.
Human hearts are flesh and blood, after all. Moreover, Sir Murphy himself was an extraordinarily charming man; his striking face alone could easily shake the restraint of many young won.
“Sigh, I can’t make sense of it at all…”
In her office, Adel rubbed her aching temples and murmured to herself. She pulled open a drawer and took out a vial of glowing Origin Blood, hidden within layers of docunts.
This was sothing personally given to her by Sir Murphy—the key to “freedom.”
Adel understood that this was also the most direct way to free herself from her current state of constant second-guessing and even twisted emotions. By drinking the Origin Blood, severing her bloodline contract with Sir Murphy, perhaps she could reclaim the rationality she once prided herself on.
From a young age, she had been molded into a figure of rationality. The mysterious Mrs. Cecilia clearly hoped to see Adel beco an excellent assistant to Phemys, capable of managing all aspects of life alongside them.
E Sister herself also regarded rationality as one of the pursuits of her existence.
But now, she hesitated.
So voice deep within her even resisted drinking the liquid. That visceral resistance made Adel’s expression grow darker.
As Sir Murphy’s closest and most trusted subordinate, she understood why Sir Murphy had entrusted the Origin Blood to her.
All of Transylvania considered Murphy to be the child of Lady Triss. Even outsiders held this belief. Yet very few knew the truth: Sir Murphy and the Grand Duke of Triss no longer had any connection.
Sir Murphy, too, had once drunk Origin Blood. Yet in the end, he and Lady Triss still ended up together.
He had not chosen to embrace Triss under the influence of the vampire’s traditional, malevolent forces. Instead, he fully understood and consciously acknowledged his feelings for Triss, pursuing her passionately because of them.
Perhaps, on the very day Sir Murphy handed her the Origin Blood, he had foreseen the difficult choice Adel would one day face…
Perhaps this was his “solution” to her dilemmas.
When dealing with a feeling that was never pure or worth clinging to due to external interference, it beca necessary to strip away the forces influencing her heart and reanalyze her emotions from a more rational perspective.
Adel’s mother had left her with an invaluable spiritual beacon. Though their mother-daughter relationship had been fraught, from the mont of her birth, Adel had understood one truth: she would never beco a slave to anyone!
So, it was ti to make a decision!
Would she allow the dark impulses in her heart to shove her into a worse state, turning her into a puppet devoid of agency, clinging to her superior? Or would she resist that tremulous longing in her soul and save herself from the abyss of self-abandonnt?
Such a question would be aningless to soone like Maxim.
A loyal monster cared nothing for selfhood. When Sir Murphy saved him from Hell, Maxim had already pledged his entire existence to his superior. The distortions of his soul and his compulsions were, in Maxim’s mind, nothing less than an “honorable loyalty.”
But alas, not everyone could be as steadfast as he was.
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