The gaze of the Crimson Nun rested upon Lind, the man before her being the most renowned in the country at this present time.
Multiple versions of his story had emerged and continued to circulate for over a year.
It was her first time seeing Lind from such a close distance, with at least ten steps between them, yet she could feel the terrifying heat emanating from his body, as if it could spill scorching lava at any moment.
"Are you from the Blood Clan?" Lind asked, taking the initiative with an inquiring stance.
"Yes."
The Crimson Nun voluntarily explained, "I once served the Blood King, and although I do not like to feast on human blood, I believed it was necessary for my survival, so I never showed mercy when encountering humans."
She was very direct.
Lind nodded, understanding that when one is cornered, many limits can be broken.
He gestured for her to continue.
