Tome of Blood

  Chapter 14-14-You have to be a little restrained...

   This was the first blood craving Charlotte had experienced in six days.

  Different from the time when I just came to the mission hospital, this time the longing did not originate, as if it appeared suddenly.

  At the same time, the desire this time was not as strong as the first day when he was attracted by the fragrance of Priest Lottie.

  At first, Charlotte simply felt thirsty.

   Gradually, this feeling of thirst began to increase.

   She became very thirsty, very thirsty.

  It's like a traveler who has trekked in the desert for a long time without a drop of water.

   However, no matter how much water Charlotte poured herself, the thirst could not be quenched.

  This thirst seems to have been imprinted into the soul.

  "They fear the light and the sacred, long for blood, live by sucking blood, evil, crazy and cruel..."

   Priest Lottie's words resurfaced in Charlotte's mind.

  Needing to drink blood on a regular basis is a hallmark of a vampire.

  Church books also portray Kindred as monsters who need to drink blood on a regular basis to survive.

  These days of peaceful life, eating and sleeping normally every day can ensure energy. Charlotte once thought that maybe she had the "Blood Canon" to some extent immune to the need for blood.

   But now it seems that she was wrong.

   It's not that she is immune, but that the time has not yet come.

   "Endure it! I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. After I am discharged from the hospital, I will find a blood source to solve it!"

  Charlotte cheers herself up.

  Bloods need to drink blood regularly.

  But neither the books of the church nor the priests of the hospital said that it must be human blood.

  Charlotte is not that perverted yet.

  She has already decided that when she leaves the church tomorrow, she will hurry to ask the family servants to buy some livestock and poultry to try.

  Whether it’s chicken, duck, goose, rabbit, roe deer or fish, their blood should be able to solve the problem, and it can also cover people’s eyes and ears.

  Thinking of this, Charlotte forcibly diverted her attention from thinking about blood-sucking.

  But she still underestimated the speed at which this bloodthirsty desire erupted.

  As time went by, the sense of thirst became stronger and stronger, and it became more and more difficult for Charlotte to avert her eyes, and her mind seemed to be thinking about when she would be able to **** blood.

  The more she thought about it, the more her mouth became parched and her hunger and thirst became unbearable.

  Her breathing became rapid, her eyes became blurred, and her breathing became heavy.

  Charlotte felt that her cheeks were burning hot, and her brain gradually became dull, as if she had a fever.

  She forcibly supported her body and sat up from the bed, picked up the mirror beside the bed to look, and was startled by herself in the mirror.

  In the mercury mirror, the beautiful girl's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were blurred, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were like water...

  That delicate appearance seems to be about to flow out of water, as if the spring when all things are revived has arrived.

  Charlotte:  …

  She felt as if something had broken down deep inside her.

  The macho self-esteem that was not pierced when he was pretending to be stupid and cute, but at this moment it directly collapsed...

   "No...it's not me, definitely not me!"

  Charlotte threw away the mirror, turned over and buried her head in the pillow.

   This night, she suffered from insomnia.

  …

   "Good morning, little Charlotte...huh? What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

  The next morning, Priest Lottie made rounds as usual, but what he saw was a girl who rolled herself up in a small quilt like a silkworm chrysalis.

  She walked to the bed a little worried.

  The all-pervasive and alluring fragrance instantly filled Charlotte's nostrils, and she couldn't help shivering.

  It smells so good!

  I really want to throw her down...

  I really want to... bite her slender neck and **** her sweet blood!

  All kinds of crazy thoughts flooded in like a tide, impacting Charlotte's mind.

  She gritted her teeth, resisting the urge to attack the other party violently, and continued to shrink under the quilt, saying in a muffled voice:

   "I...it's fine...I'll sleep for a while."

  Listening to the forcibly suppressed tremor in that voice, Lottie stared slightly.

  She hesitated for a moment, pulled up the girl's quilt, and then opened it directly.

  Charlotte was suddenly exposed to the light.

  The two of them met their eyes almost instantly.

   Priest Lottie was slightly taken aback.

   And Charlotte cried out inwardly, it's all over!

   However, just when she thought she was about to reveal her blood clan identity, she saw the beautiful priest froze for a moment, then blushed slightly, and gently looked away.

  Lottie stretched out her hand and covered her with the quilt again, her gentle voice was very gentle, with reminders and reproaches:

   "Miss Charlotte..."

   "Your body has just recovered and is still relatively weak. This kind of thing... needs to be restrained."

   "I know that you are more curious about that aspect at your age, but... this kind of behavior, you still need to pay attention to the frequency and intensity."

  Charlotte: ...?

  …

  Charlotte knew that she was addicted to blood and was misunderstood by Lottie.

  Her mood is very complicated.

  She didn't know whether she should be thankful that her identity was not exposed, or be ashamed of being misunderstood and doing something...

  At this time, she should be grateful for the desire to **** blood.

   As time went on, Charlotte's thirst for blood did not abate.

   Not only that, but this desire began to affect her thinking.

  Everything she sees looks like blood, and even the mosquitoes in the house have become cute. It is difficult to think deeply about anything other than blood sucking in her mind, so she no longer has to worry about the shame of being misunderstood.

  Because she ran out of energy.

   Fortunately, Charlotte's will is still firm, and her consciousness is still clear.

  Although the whole person is about to be occupied by desire, he still maintains basic reason.

   It may also be that I have endured it for too long.

  Her state like the arrival of spring finally began to change after almost a day.

   When night fell, the carriage of the Castel family finally came to pick her up...

  Charlotte has basically returned to normal.

   It's just that she looks muddled.

  Charlotte knows that this is not her own survival.

  In fact, she is now like a volcano about to erupt, just forcibly suppressing all desires temporarily...

  She is a little numb now.

   But once she is aroused, her blood-sucking instinct may explode completely, and she can no longer be suppressed.

   In the eyes of the priests, Charlotte's confused state was misunderstood as the girl's loss and reluctance before parting.

   "Master Lottie, thank you and all the priests for taking care of the lady. This is a reward from the Castel family. Please accept it."

  The servant of the Castel family is a stooped old man named Quasimodo.

  His appearance was extremely ugly, and behind him were two attendants in the uniform of the Castel family.

  The priests of the church hospital all know this old man.

He is the owner of the Castel family's silverware store in the West District of Boulder City. He was born with a disability but was adopted by the previous Earl of Castel. He is extremely loyal to the Castel family and even saved the life of the old Earl. .

  The master-servant relationship between the two is also a good story in Boulder City.

  Lottie glanced at the box of gold and silver presented by the other party with both hands, motioned for the trainee priest to accept it, and then sighed softly, saying:

   "Healing Miss Charlotte is what a church hospital should do."

   "It's just... as servants of the Castel family, you haven't come to visit the master these days. You seem incompetent."

   At the end, Priestess' voice was tinged with reproach.

  The old servant's back became even deeper.

  With guilt on his face, he sighed:

   "You are right... the villain will definitely correct it in the future, but... the whole family has fallen into chaos due to the changes in the manor these days, and the villain has been unable to get away..."

   "Okay, it's getting late, take Charlotte away, just remember what I said."

   Lottie shook his head, interrupting Quasimodo's explanation.

  The old servant bowed deeply, and then bowed to Charlotte who stood silently by the side:

   "Miss, let's... let's go."

"Um…"

  Charlotte, who was still struggling with desire, nodded sullenly.

  She suppressed the bloodthirsty desire to be attracted by the seductive aroma of many priests, and with the help of the old man, she boarded the carriage.

   "Miss Charlotte, have a good trip. If you have time, you can come here again as a guest!"

  The familiar priest waved.

  Charlotte cheered up and pulled out a smile with difficulty:

   "I don't want to be hospitalized again."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

  Many priests were immediately amused by the girl's words.

  The carriage picked up Charlotte and drove away.

  The priests of the church hospital stood at the door of the church, watching the carriage disappear at the end of the road.

   "Hey, with Miss Charlotte leaving like this, the daily worship is a lot less fun."

   A priest said with emotion.

   "Yes, yes, just looking at her every day will make me feel much better."

  The other priests also followed suit.

  Lottie silently watched the direction the carriage was leaving for a long time.

   Then, with a sigh:

   "Let's go, let's go back too, the hospital still has a lot of work to do."

   After finishing speaking, many priests turned around one after another.

  However, just as they were about to enter the church hospital, another carriage drove over in a hurry along with the agitation of dust, attracting everyone's attention.

   "Dumb (Ya)—!"

  Under the order of the old man, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the mission hospital.

  A hunchbacked old man tremblingly jumped down from the driver's seat while wiping the dense beads of sweat from his forehead.

  He was ugly, out of breath, bent down and saluted the priests:

   "Sorry, my lords, something happened in the shop, I'm late."

   "I'm Quasimodo, I'm here to pick up my master, Miss Charlotte, from the mission hospital..."

  Seeing the same appearance of the old man, the priests were stunned.

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