Arzan didn't have the slightest intention of seeing Ain, the image of her drooling was so disturbing that Arzan didn't stop herself from slapping the witch on the cheek.
"Ouch, that hurts."
"Pervert," Arzan chided, turning her focus to the elf who was smiling meaningfully.
"Who are you?" Arzan stared intently, examining the fairy's appearance from top to bottom.
"Guardian spirit of the ancient book Feir, you can call me Luna."
Ain stared, it had never crossed his mind to find the guardian spirit of their search book, it seemed too easy if that was true.
"Where's the book?" Ain didn't want to mince words straight to the point.
"Oh, you're so rude." Spirit chuckled.
Arzan snorted, rolling her eyes, giving rise to a cute pout. She took a step forward followed by Arzan. "Okay, let me fix it, Miss." Ain winked flirtatiously. "Will you tell us where the book is?"
Plak.
Arzan hit Ain's head, the sound of the head being hit was very satisfying. Strangely, the guardian spirit chuckled awkwardly covering the mouth of a typical embarrassed woman.
Arzan didn't want to believe her eyes, there must be something wrong.
"Right before your eyes."
"Oh?" Ain waved his hand casually, shocked for a split second. "You mean that?" He startled pointed at the group of lights, it was more suitable to call the object in front of him a tattered old book rather than the valuable ancient book that the king was after.
"Is it true?"
Arzan didn't think about any preparations including the risk of approaching, all she wanted was to confirm the truth of the guardian spirit's words.
"Arzan!"
As easy as picking up a piece of meat from a hunt, in Arzan's hands a gold-covered book was very easy to hold.
Ain frowned, not sure it was the ancient book the King wanted, judging by how easy it was to get.
The book is in hand and the guardian spirit disappears, its existence is like the exchange value of money to get something.
"Should I throw it away or let's see?" Bambi's eyes blinked in confusion as he shook the ancient book. If it was true that it was the book they were after, Ain would hit Arzan's hand for her negligence.
"Let's check first."
Arzan shrugged her shoulders the next toward Ain, in the process she opened the book, read the first page, she was still on the way and had not yet reached Ain.
The book fell from her hand, Ain's attempt to pick it up was unsuccessful, leaving the book open right on the page Arzan was reading.
["The Alfeir clan are vampires who have undergone gene mutations resembling a combination of witches and humans. The power of magic is more dominant than the vampire side."]
"Didn't one of us die to get this ancient scripture?" said Arzan.
Ain gasped to make the best use of the time to secure the book, took Arzan's hand, silently invited her to leave. Arzan was shocked, her hands trembled made contact in the form of a light touch that didn't mean anything at all other than just changing places.
"You're tense," Arzan muttered, swallowing hard, nervously not understanding Ain's intentions and her body's response.
"We're going back now."
"But, mate?"
"Please? Shall we go home, gorgeous?"
"Oh." Arzan tested the sentence in her mouth not too sure, questioning the reason why she agreed.
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The cold air was increasingly felt even though it was too cheerful in the day for that kind of cold, it felt right out of place.
"So what are your names?"
Ain moved position in front of Arzan to become a protective shield for her, hissing at the vampire in front of him.
"Where are His Majesty the King and my friends?"
The vampire shrugged. "In the vampire Kingdom. They were invited there." The talking vampire looked at Ain in a way Arzan couldn't understand, seeming to read him and having difficulty.
Ain hissing taking inappropriate defensive steps. "Don't mess around, damn it."
Arzan's eyes widened, she glared at Ain which not want to hear anything, preferring to get straight to the point and attack spontaneously.
The sound of two weapons colliding included sparks resulting from the clash, prompting Arzan to retreat to a safe distance.
Her eyes couldn't leave the ancient book in Ain's other hand.
Arzan suspected that the vampire was a stalker on their first step into the world of vampires. She grimaced, vampire skin was so hard it was made of something Arzan couldn't understand how it was formed.
"Ain, let me look after the book."
"Okay, I'm counting on you."
Arzan wasn't ready to get an answer that shouldn't have been there. Her mouth was agape in amusement in the process of realizing and being happy that he was finally able to connect the mind link with Ain.
The two species were in the middle of a long-range fight manifesting their respective attacks outside when Arzan shot through the air securing the ancient book, putting it in her bag.
Arzan looked around, taking a safe distance, found herself seeing a shadow. She didn't know what happened to her when she was attracted to a magnetic field approaching an object.
"Ades?"
"Shhh."
"I'm sure it was you. We managed to escape but the King and Elios were gone."
Arzan didn't understand anything, didn't believe herself because she nodded instead. Agree with whatever Ades said.
"Zenit and Alaric don't get along. They fight when their eyes meet."
"Who is Alaric?" Arzan felt very lucky to be able to make mind link contact, she just didn't understand where Alaric came from.
"The vampire who fought with Ain."
"Oh." Arzan realized something. "Where is Azza?"
Arzan saw the shadow of an animal flying above, the werewolf wanted to rub her eyes, in her vision, the shadow was not dark but in the form of a beautiful white light. Her nostrils flared to catch the smell of river and moss. It is rich in calming oxygen, comfortable green, safe, peaceful, and delicious.
Arzan was drooling.
A light tap on the shoulder pulled her back to reality.
"You're drooling. It's just Azza, not food."
Arzan looked in another direction, without even being told she understood exactly what she felt, Azza was her mate.
How ironic that among the many wolves in her species, not one of them becomes her mate, it is another species.
Arzan saw the vampire Alaric panting, feeling unsafe, and cornered, and had to be overcome immediately and went to get some fresh air. That wasn't necessary because vampires practically didn't breathe, they were dead just camouflaged as if air was important.
"Well." Vampire Alaric scratched his neck, and chuckled awkwardly, for a split second he looked super cool. "See you, I'm still here to show you where the vampire kingdom stands." He threw a scroll that Arzan thought was a map.
"Make sure you all come, this is a special invitation." After that, he disappeared using the fog that came from who knows where.
"Where is Zenit?" Arzan questioned.
"He also went with the King," Ades answered, after Arzan paid more attention she was shivering and her body was dirty.
"Ades!"
Ain approached Ades to check how much damage she had, heaved a sigh of relief while preparing the medicine, thankful that the wound was not big.
Unnatural jealousy overcame Arzan again but the rich smell beside her was stronger making her purr involuntarily. Azza looked at her straight in the eye.
"You guys are home, how are you?"
Ain didn't pay much attention to Azza and Arzan's interaction, he should have been very busy and couldn't have suddenly stopped patching up Ades when Arzan's voice sounded full of affection.
"Mate! I finally found you." She rushed at Azza, hugging him tightly which felt very unreal. Ain even turned around to confirm it and was flabbergasted.
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