Of course Aleister didn't use a charming kiss on him - not to mention that she couldn't accept her kissing a man at all, and she was as arrogant as Aleister, a little guy who had just touched the second level of energy.
Dislike.
Once a blood servant has not been sucked by the opponent for a long time, the desire to be sucked by the opponent will become stronger.
And if you are sucked by the other person's blood, this state of dissatisfaction will immediately turn into satisfaction... otherwise it will turn into unbearable emptiness.
In order to make up for this emptiness, they will even beg their master to suck their blood. For this, they can continue to pay the price and give their wealth to the other party as much as possible.
——Unless the Moon Child wants to take advantage of this state to cause serious injury to him or other important people close to him; or to require the other party to make unacceptable financial and physical sacrifices-this kind of "unbearable" level
It varies from person to person and is related to personal views on money and morality.
For people who are stingy enough, maybe even one gold coin is unacceptable; and for some people who are already dissolute, even asking the other party to use their body to make money for themselves will not break the lock of charm.
It is not unprecedented for a blood slave to wake up and escape from the Moon Child.
But generally speaking, the lock of the charm is lifted, and then the person suddenly realizes what he has done.
But the boy in front of him, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, escaped from his master without breaking the enchantment lock at all.
Aleister had never heard of such a precedent - which meant that he had always endured the extreme emptiness of unsatisfied charm, which could even drive a determined knight mad.
Then it is obvious why this phenomenon of losing control of his mind occurred.
"Isn't there a blood slave who has broken the enchantment chain?"
Aleister chuckled and shook his head with some pity: "How dare you? Do you think you can escape?"
And these words fell into Dimit's heart like a bolt from the blue.
In an instant, he understood many doubts——
Why does Paul know so many secrets even though he is just an orphan... He knows the surnames of various nobles, but he doesn't even know the name of the lord of the City of Knowledge.
Why does Paul also know the characteristics and personalities of each noble family, as well as most of the mixed truth and false information... Why is he so resistant and hateful to those nobles, and full of distrust.
Dimit also thought that this was because Paul had been on the streets for a long time and got information from underground gangs.
But now he knew-it turned out that the other party was actually a blood slave!
This made Demit shudder.
Everyone in Star Antimony knows that no matter how normal a blood slave looks on the outside, in fact he has completely turned into a monster on the inside.
They can almost lose their wealth for their master, and they can also deceive or kidnap other people their master likes at the request of their master and turn them into blood slaves. In addition, not to mention those who helped
The master went to kill, rob, and deceive blood slaves... Although blood slaves will wake up when their lives are threatened, this characteristic also makes them very easy to be singled out and silenced.
It can be said that at least half of the various turmoils in Star Antimony are caused by various blood slaves.
Unless you can find a priest of the same level to dispel this curse...or you suddenly wake up and break free from the constraints. Otherwise, the duration of this curse will be permanent.
——But how can there be so many priests in Star Antimony?
Those few priests are difficult for civilians like them to get in touch with. Even if they can get in touch with the priests, they may not be as strong as the Moon Children who cast the curse.
Even if such a person could be found - it would be difficult for people to kidnap a blood slave who tried his best to resist.
As long as their master tells them to "stay away from churches and priests as much as possible," they will regard anyone who tries to take them to church as an enemy who wants to murder them.
Demit hesitated subconsciously... because based on his understanding of Paul, I was afraid that when he met Paul, Paul was already a blood slave.
But he didn't know, did the other party become friends with him based on his own will...or did he approach him under the "master's order"? How much of his behavior came from his own heart?
Do you want to use yourself to hide your identity?
But he only hesitated slightly and then stood up.
He did not dare to resist the noble lady, so he knelt down, held Paul's shoulders, and tried his best to shake his body: "Please wake up, Paul! Wake up... Do you want to suck blood? You can suck mine."
Blood……"
Dimit had no idea what a blood slave was, so he did his best to help based on his short knowledge as a poor man.
His words even made Aleister laugh.
"Blood slaves don't need to suck blood, little guy."
The beautiful girl with long black hair who looked a few years younger than herself just chuckled lightly and then kicked him away gently.
She lifted Paul's chin with her foot, letting the glimmer of infatuation appear in the other's hollow, and his pupils, which had been so distracted that they were completely dilated, were pointed at her.
This is already a state of deep enchantment. It is not formed once or twice... but from long-term blood-sucking.
"She looks average."
Aleister commented.
Of course, this is based on her aesthetics. Objectively speaking, this black-haired boy with some freckles can be called handsome... However, for Aleister, who is surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women, this can only be said.
It is considered to be the average level among the students in the seminary.
"Who is your master?"
Aleister asked.
"Please suck my blood, Master..."
Paul didn't answer, just murmured.
Aleister thought for a moment and asked a different question: "When did you start following him?"
"Suck my blood, please, Master..."
Paul begged.
Aleister raised his eyebrows, realizing what Paul wanted to do.
——He couldn't contain his enchantment, so he wanted to cover the enchantment locks on himself by "changing his master".
"……Ah."
She suddenly laughed: "I don't believe it..."
As she spoke, a card suddenly appeared between her fingers.
Dimitar didn't see the pattern on the card clearly... but judging from the size, it seemed like a tarot card.
But then, the card suddenly turned into a red halo and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, an intoxicating fragrance began to spread in the room.
Almost instantly - Dimit felt his consciousness gradually melting... the whole world seemed to be withdrawn. He couldn't tell what kind of fragrance it was, and the lack of words in his mind could only be evaluated as "I'm so stupid"
, smells so good.”
In this dazed state, he vaguely heard intermittent inquiries:
"...you...who are you?"
"We are... Ziggurat... students."
In comparison, Paul's voice is clearer.
"What...are you...doing here..."
When he heard this question, Dimit's heart tightened.
He was vaguely aware that this question must not be spoken out - but he did not want to stop the other party's inquiry at all, nor did he want to stop Paul's response.
An extremely urgent desire to be rewarded and praised made him directly answer: "The professor asked us to scatter the reagent into the sea on the high seas."
"Why?"
Finally, "she" turned her face towards herself, and her voice instantly became clear.
That face reminded him of the supreme goddess - even though he couldn't see it clearly, he felt that it was the ultimate beauty.
He is willing to go to great lengths to make the other person happy.
"I don't know what it is specifically, but the professor asked us to keep it secret. It is said to be a study of ocean currents and the migration of marine life..."
"You necromancers also study oceanography?"
The other party's mocking voice sounded.
But Dimit was ashamed, but he really couldn't provide any more information.
However, at this moment, Paul suddenly said: "Actually, we are studying the accumulation of a chronic toxin in the food chain that can transform living things into undead.
"—My master participated in this experiment."
He succeeded in saying something unfavorable to his master.
Aleister smiled with satisfaction.
She does have a way to help the opponent get rid of this state... Flame Butterfly's dispersal mode can play this role. However, it is not a good thing to reveal that she has the ability to dispel.
But after all, isn’t enchantment also a kind of charm?
What charm can be compared to the real "charming aura"?
——Under the cover of the real succubus halo, these weak charms will be destroyed and disintegrated in an instant!
