They jumped back at the same time. Nese had never experienced any special physical training in his life. If he had done so before, he would not have known what it meant to have one hand on the ground or one hand in his arms. What kind of sitting posture could he bounce up at any time? A sitting position that allows you to rush and retreat. But now, he has quite a lot of practical experience.
Winnie has not shown any flaws since she came in - although it doesn't matter to him whether there are any flaws, but it means one thing - Winnie is ready to attack him at any time.
"It seems that I can't sneak attack you." The half-elf smiled slightly and put one foot on the ground, still standing in a position where he could find a way to use strength at any time. "At this distance, you should be able to use those terrifying abilities at will. Subdue me."
"What are you doing here?" Nese asked. At the same time, I felt that this sentence was extremely weak. Was he expecting Winnie to confess to him? After all the things that happened, he also inquired about her. He passed through the Blue Forest, visited Semeran again, and wandered around Urosodun, but found nothing but wasteland and scorched earth.
always like this. When Winnie wants to find him, she only has to climb through a window to enter his bedroom. But if he wanted to make a move, there was an ocean between them.
"For livelihood, of course."
Winnie flashed her hand quickly, and the cold light of the dagger flashed between her fingers, and quickly disappeared again - this time it was tucked into the leather belt. "Do you know how valuable your head is now? That's what I'm here for."
"I know, but I don't believe it," Nese said.
The half-elf chuckled, "I tell you the truth, but you don't believe me."
Nesai looked at her silently.
He knew the situation he was in. The joint bounty placed on him by the five kingdoms was enough to buy a small country. This temptation was enough to make any bounty hunter put aside other tasks and run away. Not to mention the various semi-civilian associations and formal pursuers.
Even in the inhumane area, he is not safe - his head can be exchanged not only for money, but also for a reservation officially recognized by various countries, the freedom of about 3,000 heavy-duty prisoners, a major geographical project, a large amount of food and Weapons, at worst, are rare ingredients for voodoo and conjuration.
But he still couldn't believe it.
"You can't kill me. Get out," he just said.
"Oh? Why don't I try it?"
Winnie moved towards him slowly, with a smile on her lips and cold and ruthless eyes, just like every time she saw him before. "Maybe you will reminisce about the old relationship... You can lift your fingers right now and crush me into powder. You can definitely do it. Why not?"
There is no cure. Anger suddenly grabbed Nese's nerves. There was also hunger. He stared at Winnie closely, moved restlessly against the wall, and pressed a fist hard under his ear. This action aroused Winnie's laughter even more.
"You want to eat people more." Yi Cha told him this. He couldn't pretend not to hear.
Why didn't he eat her? It's all her fault. She could obviously not let him eat it. She obviously could not anger him. He remembered that when he first saw her, she pretended to be an ordinary weak and slutty woman, trembling all over, covering her face and yelling. Why isn't she like that now? ! He could pretend he didn't see anything, not seeing her carelessly showing off her weapons, not seeing her defensive posture, not seeing her face that was about to turn violent at any moment.
"You don't move or run. Do you want to die? Great, why don't you give me an advantage." Winnie stopped laughing and said. From beginning to end, her eyes did not dodge at all. Her voice was steady, and her hands were steadier than her voice. The fleshy heads she cut off were as finely cut as a chef's, "At least those rewards will be put to real use. Go where you need to be.”
Nesai felt the blood roaring in his head.
No.
He could pretend he didn't hear this sentence.
He could pretend not to see any of these things.
After all, other than the fact that he wanted to eat her and she might want to trade his head for money, they didn't have any major conflicts at all. These are not contradictions at all. He can control himself.
He couldn't control himself at all.
Winnie blinked—Nese could clearly see her eyelashes drooping downward and sweeping down her eyelids, as if they were expanding in time, extremely slowly. Then he appeared a foot in front of Winnie's face and bit her smooth cheek.
He felt a salty juice explode in his mouth. Hearing a muffled groan at an extremely close distance, he received a loud punch in the stomach, and afterimages flashed in his mind. These four things happening at the same time directly caused his nerves to explode into ping-pong fireworks, making him unable to react for a moment and just took two steps back. The piece of meat in her mouth had been bitten off from Winnie's cheek, and slid completely into her throat as she retreated.
His shoulder felt a little itchy, and Nese discovered that a dagger had been inserted deeply into his shoulder blade at some point. He used his other hand to reach for it, but Winnie knocked his hand off, and he was struck by lightning again on his face. A common one.
Winnie pounced over—no. He had just pounced on him - the sluggishness caused by several mental changes was only momentary, but it was enough to make him lose his balance due to these two blows, and he sat on his back on the ground.
Winnie jumped on his chest, screaming. Nesai felt his head being hammered violently, and meat-scented liquid dripped from it, splashing all over his face. He managed to raise his head and saw blood streaming down half of the half-elf's face, and his face was twisted, like a ghost.
Afterimages run in my mind.
Nesai licked her lips, then sat up and hugged her tightly. Winnie struggled like crazy, her elbow was restrained by his arm, and her joints creaked, making him feel like she was stopping an exploding bomb. He put his upper teeth against her forehead and embedded them.
(Don’t act like an outdated vampire.)
"Help me again. I will pay the price accordingly." He said slowly, feeling the aroma of blood.
Is it the unconscious that triggers the conditions for dream reappearance? The moment he tasted Winnie's blood, he sensed her deepest state of mind and knew what she valued but had lost - words that a seasoned lone wolf would never say to anyone. He was still hungry, but his anger had subsided.
Winnie hissed, even now, still wrestling with him with all the fingers she could move. Nese could predict her answer, so he pressed her hard into his arms - an ordinary girl would definitely be crushed by this force and her whole body would be broken and her internal organs would be ruptured, but he was not worried about her safety at all.
"If you don't do it, I'll eat you. This time it's true."
Winnie paused. He knew it worked.
He knew how to express the real threat from the devil, because he had just seen it once. He knew what the devil's behavior was at this moment - he should have done this long ago, there was no need to defend himself superfluously and try to escape inner scrutiny. He dug his teeth into her head, and his bones touched hers. If this distance didn't allow them to communicate, then he had only one choice. He had to leave no room for chance and take the initiative to choose.
"You have nothing left." He said, "I will make you unable to live and die. I will force you to do everything you don't want to do, and you will never be able to leave my side again in this life."
