The wooden village is in the land of Neptune. There is a dense pine forest there. But there is a white castle inside.
"Come with me!" Prince Leon also invites Aza to a secret white castle. For a while Aza had to stay there because many people would be after her. Moreover, the descendants of the Neptune generation with descendants who have the lightning symbol.
Aza just nodded in agreement because she didn't know anything. She followed the footsteps of Prince Leon's two feet. Then she climbed onto Prince Leon's back when she became a white wolf with golden wings.
Suddenly Aza smelled a very fragrant aroma. Then she asked Prince Leon to stop her journey. "Blood!"
Prince Leon also knew that if a descendant of the Lightning generation and Neptune's generation united, something would happen. Even the woman who was carrying the offspring of the two generations would not be able to control her urge to sip blood.
Prince Leon also accompanied Aza to hunt animals. There was a deer walking. Then Prince Leon immediately went on a hunt with Aza.
A deer was also successful prince Leon and Aza labor. Then Aza voraciously sucked the blood from a deer until it was dry. Then she immediately rubbed her mouth roughly with the back of her palm. She felt her thirst being quenched.
"You should be able to control your lust. Don't let anyone know about your identity. Otherwise, you will be the target for them all." Prince Leon tried to warn Aza about everything. He even tries to hide Aza from the people around him. "You will have a special offspring compared to other generations of Neptune. Don't let people know. "
Aza was only able to nod in approval because she really couldn't think out of the way if something really happened. She also didn't expect that she had such a strange power in her body that she even started not being able to control his emotions when she smelled the scent of blood.
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The scent of the woman in the red dress completely captivated all of Emilio's passion. His whole head was always a shadow of the woman in the red dress. He was trying to find out about the woman in the red dress who had done that one hot night.
Every time he came home from work he always took the time to paint a sketch of the woman's face in the red dress. He began to be captivated by all that the woman in the red dress had. In fact, he wanted to repeat that night again together with the woman in the red dress.
There was a knock on the door from outside the room where Emilio was painting. Then he stopped what he was doing to sketch a painting of the woman in the red dress running around in her imagination. He started to get up from his seat and then he walked slowly towards the door of the room where he was painting.
cluck! The door to the room opened wide. Emilio looked at his grandmother who was already standing in front of him. He had a very bad feeling when his grandmother came. He already knew where his grandmother was talking.
"Can you sit here first and talk to you?"
Emilio just nodded in agreement. Then he ushered his grandmother into the room where he painted on a canvas.
Monica's eyes wandered to see Emilio's painting. She saw a sketch of a woman's face who was very beautiful like an angel from heaven. It even has an eye that is so sharp and dazzling. She began to suspect that Emilio was hiding something from her.
Monica's eyes stared intently at Emilio. "Is she the girl you really love right now?" She began to incline her gaze towards Emilio. She began to urge Emilio to tell her who the woman in the canvas sketch was.
Emilio could only swallow his own saliva. He didn't even know what the woman's name was. Even the woman seemed to be swallowed up by the earth just like that. No one in the community or people around know about who this woman really is.
"Grandma will help you find out who that woman is. As long as you want to marry that woman immediately." Monica smiled as if she knew who the woman in the canvas sketch was. She seemed to be familiar with the figure of the woman in the canvas sketch but she would never tell Emilio. "Has she met her?" asked her heart.
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Aza tried to control her lust which is now suddenly excessive. She felt so hungry that she even had a few muscle lines on her face. She felt that her stomach was getting bigger. Even he felt very strange with herself.
Aza heard a knock from her room. She immediately walked down the bed. Then he stumbled her feet towards the door of her room with a limp. She also remembers what message from Prince Leon passed so that she can control her lust. Especially at an old age.
Aza's footsteps stopped in front of her bedroom door. Her right hand began to reach for the doorknob. Then the door started to open. There, give a servant in the castle a temporary residence.
The servant brought two bags of blood for Aza. Because he doesn't want any food other than blood and blood. "This is a gift from Prince Leon to the princess."
Aza just nodded in the affirmative that he always received two bags of blood from the waiter. Then the servant immediately left in front of her.
Aza closed the door to her room and locked it tightly with a spell that had been given by prince Leon. Then she immediately sucked up one blood bag until there was nothing left, followed by a second blood bag. She felt a little refreshed after drinking the blood bags.
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Monica walked into a special room in her hidden room. Then he took a sacred book with a picture of lightning.
Monica also opened a special page about something related to the land of Neptune.
"I will wait for the right moment because I want to prove that everything is not the fault of my country." Monica also wants to prove a truth that happened in those centuries before the war between the two countries.
Monica was trying to think of a way to get everything back to normal. Even though she knows that there is one country that has descendants wants to destroy the two countries at once. "Only two descendants will become one that can exterminate Prince Orion."
Monica also knew that Emilio had done it together with the daughter of the Neptune generation lineage. She was just waiting for the perfect time.
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