Her wish

Could it be that as time went on, the humans could now force the bloodsucking demons to sign a contract with them? This is so absurd.

She thought she might have agreed unconsciously.

A blood contract is a contract that originates from consensus and is voluntary. If forced to sign, it will also be countered. It is clearly stated in ancient books that the reverse effect of the contract will cause the heart of the forcer to bleed endlessly and eventually die in agony.

The thousand-year-old bloodsucker couldn't help but be surprised to ask a human girl in her early twenties:

- How can you do this?!

Oralie still remained silent. Her long eyelashes gently slipped down, and the waves of her eyes fluttered slightly. Then, she looked up at the person in front of her and calmly said:

- Dear noble blood vampire, now that the contract has been signed, we are bound to live and die together. I hope that you can help me fulfill my long-time wish.

Selina laughed, her eyes cold again. She looked at the person in front of her eyes, at the person who did not know the height of the earth and had illusory fantasies:

– That means that a lowly human like you is dreaming that it is possible to use this damn contract to bind a bloodsucker like me? Will Selina Clayden commit to being a water buffalo and being a horse?

Oralie pulled a silver gun from her waist, lightning-fast, and pressed it to her head. Though the cold muzzle of the gun smothered her temples with cold air, Oralie's gaze did not blink. She looked directly into the ash-gray eyes of the person in front of her, and said fiercely:

- In this life of mine, I only have one wish. If I can't do it, I must die. Will you die with me?

What a cruel person to herself.

Selina looked at what was happening before her eyes. She looked at the silver gun as if she were looking at a joke, a dancing clown playing stupid tricks.

- So if I help you, what do I get? Don't forget, this contract cannot be canceled. Even if I could avoid a momentary death, a few decades from now, as soon as you close your eyes forever, I will die. But how long is your whole life compared to mine? So short, just a blink of an eye. Why do I have to do this just to live a little longer?

The person in front of her was still looking straight at her. In those blue eyes, there seemed to be an unshakeable determination. Oralie affirms:

- As long as you help me fulfill my wish, I swear to forcibly destroy this blood contract. Even if it turns to dust, my soul is broken, and there is no reincarnation.

Speaking of the last word, the other eyes were filled with pleading, urgently looking at the person in front of them. Selina pursed her red lips and smiled lightly. All of a sudden, she moved forward like lightning, snatching the gun Oralie was holding in her hand. The movement was as fast as an electric shock, so fast that Oralie couldn't react, but Oralie pulled the trigger, without hesitation.

Selina coldly looked at the silver bullet pinned on the wall and spoke to the human who are tired of living in front of her.

– Unexpectedly, you really dared to shoot, I thought that humans are just greedy for life and afraid of death. Maybe... you're tired of living already.

Oralie looked down at the gun that was in Selina's hand and said nothing more. The bloodsucker looked at the face of the approaching human, then suddenly threw the other gun forcefully. It hit the rock, made a loud noise, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Selina squeeze the slender neck of the person in front of her and lifted it up, letting the other person struggle. Her eyes were extremely arrogant like she was looking at an ant at her feet. She spoke coldly.

–Even if you can break this damn contract, so what? I don't like the way you talk to me. It's insolent. Since when did the little human like you know how to use your little life as an advantage to hold the handle of a knife?

Looking at Oralie's face which was gradually turning pink, she continued gloatingly, her eyes compared to Oralie's earlier eyes, even more determined.

- Human, you should know that I have lived long enough to not love this life so much anymore. That's why I slept half of my life. Using this blood contract to set conditions with me? Do not have a dream! If you wanted to die, you must die at my hands too! Let's die together.

Oralie still sadly looked at her, not uttering another word. Even though his face was already red to red, her eyes were not afraid at all. Then suddenly, Selina felt each burning drop falling on her hand, burning like lava. The face right in front of these eyes, in an instant, was wet with tears.

In those blue eyes, there is an unbearable pain, like the sky on a stormy day. This pain was like a chain that tied the small person in front of her. Selina looked at this scene, suddenly let go of her hand, and threw Oralie to the ground. She looked down at the girl struggling on the ground, annoyed, and said:

- You are not afraid, why are you crying?

Oralie struggled on the ground, gasping for a few breaths, seemingly crying without a sound. Her eyes were already filled with tears, each burning drop slowly rolled down her cheek, then shattered into hundreds of thousands of tiny pieces.

In her eyes gradually burned a kind of emotion, like lava, burning to the extreme. It was like a pan of oil that was boiling hot. Her tears gradually stopped falling, not flying down. Now, only a patch of fog remained where the waves of the eyes glittered. There was a fierce determination in Oralie's eyes.

Her eyes closed slightly, and the last tears fell, leaving only the corner of her eyes that had dried up. In that fierce determination, there was resentment as if it was burning, shining. Hatred is like an evil dragon that has been asleep for a thousand years but is shivering and awakens, slowly raising its head.

Selina silently looked at Oralie, suddenly, she reached out the tip of her tongue, licking her red lips. In her light gray eyes with the shadow of dawn, there were bright rays of sunlight dancing softly, and there was also a strangely tough girl in front of her.

Along with that, extremely ugly emotion in that person's eyes, how familiar a feeling was.

Such resentment, like the resentment which burned her everything, burned everything in her eyes, leaving only gray and lifeless ashes. Only the broken dust of an old glorious golden age remains.

Selina raised her eyebrows, her red lips slightly lifted, revealing a sharp fang that had not been soaked in human blood for a long time, and said excitedly:

- Human, you are also very interesting. Right now, tell me what your wish is. Maybe I will reconsider.

Oralie heard that and scrambled to her feet. Her face lit up with overwhelming joy. Her eyes were as bright as the sun, and she looked like a sunflower spreading its wings to meet the sun. She almost knelt in front of Selina, solemnly answering the noble vampire standing in front of her.

- My wish is to take revenge on someone who killed a loved one.

Selina tilted her head slightly. Her long hair was slightly loose, and her black hair stream was smooth and wavy. She chilly asked:

- Then why don't you kill him, but also borrow my hand? Do you feel so troubled?

Oralie shook her head gently, her blue eyes flickering with helplessness. She lowered her head, her entire body exuding utter desolation.

– That person is very strong and also very authoritative. I don't have the power to kill him. The blood grudge has been suppressed in this coward's heart for a long time, but there is no way to remove it...

Selina frowned slightly. She slightly raised her long slender hand, gently caressing her red lips. 

This vampire seemed to be weighing the truth of the words of the person in front of her. Her long, narrow eyes were scheming, but also sly and malicious.

Selina lowered her eyes and looked at the person kneeling on the ground. Her blonde hair was floating, and her color was bright and gentle like the morning sun, like a soft patch of sunlight slung over her pearly shoulders. Those blue eyes, like the autumn sky, were full of helplessness, then intertwined with hatred and sadness. The turbulent emotions in those eyes were like a whirlpool, wanting to pull her in and then break her flesh and bones.