Even a god should know that vampires are despised existences, right?
It seems like vampires are not welcome anywhere.
Mias didn't think much and just looked at her doubtfully.
"Am I not your owner?"
I learned this when I accidentally heard the little girl muttering. Since he is her owner, he cannot let her starve.
Besides, his godhead didn't respond to this.
Gardenia blinked her eyes and nodded seriously.
"That's right!"
After speaking, he looked at his small body again, turned around and left, wrapping several pieces of meat in paper.
"So you have to eat more so that you can have blood to feed me."
Mias opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking under the little girl's eager gaze and took it silently.
After eating, the villagers went home to rest, while the two stayed overnight at the village chief's house.
Watching the old lady make the bed and leave, Gardenia thanked her obediently, then jumped on it and rolled around, satisfied.
She has never slept on a bed in this world. Even if it is just a wooden bed now, she misses it very much. She is so happy!
Although the coffin was quite comfortable to sleep on, it was not as soft as the bed, which made the little girl miss it a little.
Gardenia turned over and raised her little head from the quilt to look at him, a little confused.
"Why don't you come over and sleep?"
After saying that, he seemed to have figured out something, sighed softly, got up from the bed, and sat Mias down on the bed.
He muttered as he untied his robe.
"It turns out I can't even sleep."
Mias didn't answer, he just stared at her without blinking, and his fingertips hidden by the wide sleeves moved slightly.
After the little girl took off his robe and took off her own clothes, he asked softly.
"Won't you turn into a bat and sleep?"
Gardenia thought for a moment and shook her head.
"You have to sleep upside down when you turn into a bat. It's not as comfortable as sleeping on a bed."
Putting their robes aside, she lay down on the bed again.
The bed in the village chief's house was naturally not very big, and there were two adults, so the little girl naturally shrank into his arms, hugging his waist and rubbing him.
"Good night."
Mias looked at the roof, blinked his eyelashes slowly, and then put his arm around her waist.
"Good night."
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The next day, the two wanted to leave secretly, but the villagers got up earlier. After receiving the news from the village chief, they picked up their belongings and waited outside the door.
As soon as Gardenia came out, several baskets were already stuffed into her hands.
I could only hug the things in my arms tightly in panic.
"Girl, we made these ourselves and took them with us to eat on the road. This place is desolate and it's not easy to encounter towns. It's all our thoughts so that we don't starve on the road."
"Yes, we don't know how to thank you. These things are not valuable, so we must accept them."
Looking at the villagers who were still stuffing things into their arms, Gardenia shook her head.
"It's really enough, we can't eat so much."
Looking again, I saw that my younger brother was also being besieged, and the people standing behind were still quietly stuffing things into his pockets.
In the end, the village chief saw that they couldn't take any more, so he picked some that were convenient to bring.
"Since you are going to church, we can't stop you. If anything happens, you can come back to the village to find us. You can take these things with you to eat on the way."
Gardenia wrinkled the tip of her nose in distress, feeling that it would be bad to refuse, but they really couldn't eat so much.
After all, Mias was the only one who needed something to eat.
But the villagers prepared more than just two people, as if they were afraid of what they might encounter on the road.
While she was struggling, Mias had already taken several paper packages.
"That's enough."
(End of chapter)
