There is a saying in the continent of Exos: What can wake people up from their sleep is not the distant dream, but the hunger that is close at hand.
The lady who lived in the room upstairs came back. Her high heels clicked on the ceiling of George's room, and also stepped on George's itchy heart. Not long after, the sound of heavy leather shoes came from outside the door, interrupting the unique crisp rhythm of high heels. Of course, the ceiling was replaced by another melodious and sometimes high-pitched music.
"No matter how special a hotel in another world is, it is still just a hotel. No matter how powerful the humans in another world are, they are still just humans."
George, who had been awakened by hunger long ago, lamented helplessly in his heart.
Although his lazy eyelids refused to open, his keen hearing performed his duties very faithfully. While alerting the surroundings, he also clearly received the sounds from the ceiling into George's ears. Coupled with the vampire's passive talent for echolocation, George could even completely and accurately outline in his mind the postures and expressions of the two people upstairs "chasing each other."
"Gulu..."
Certain instinctive reactions continued to consume the small amount of bioenergy in George's body, so George's stomach protested again. Taking the mermaid line on George's crotch as the dividing line, under the double pressure of the "high rise" below it and the "rolling thunder" above it, this time, George could no longer continue to lie on the bed so leisurely. .
He opened the quilt that was a little yellowed by the vampire cloak, and also opened the hijab of the dining car that had been waiting for a long time outside the room, and then jumped into the large tub filled with water.
Although I couldn't catch up with the best time to enjoy it because I slept for too long, the food was still warm and the hot water was not cold, which was probably a small blessing.
After finishing the meal three times, five times and two times, George, who was full of wine and food and wearing a bathrobe, opened the window of the room close to the street and let the wind outside the window pass through his body through the spacious cuffs. A feeling of returning to the real world.
"Yeah...I'm still alive!"
Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, breathing the stale air of this city, and filling his ears with the mixed noise coming from the streets, these originally sparse and ordinary elements of life made George feel happy from the bottom of his heart. Being able to survive, the joy and comfort in his heart already made him feel a little elated.
However, the magic mark belonging to Nick the Unicorn on George's left wrist reminds him all the time of the heavy price behind these two beautiful words "alive".
"It's time to fulfill the promise and let Nick take a look at his hometown again!" He gently stroked the magic mark of the unicorn, and a feeling of guilt came to George's heart.
The magic seal allows George to feel the emotions of the summoned beast, so George knows the sadness Nick hides deep in his heart after being resurrected by his unilateral decision.
Despite being abducted into the human world for so many years, and despite having his unicorn cut off, Nick has never let go of his pride as a unicorn. He firmly believes that even if he loses all his magic power, he is still a horse belonging to Alanor. Well unicorn. But now, what kind of life form is he?
There is only one answer: the undead!
Almost on the opposite side of the natural camp, he is a member of the undead of the death camp!
No matter how grateful Nick was for all the efforts George had made for him, how could the unicorn's pride in his heart accept this reality?
Therefore, Nick's heart was painful and sad, but he chose to hide the pain and sadness in his heart, and still treated George with tenderness and his fate with unyieldingness.
And George can clearly feel these.
"I will definitely let you see Alanorn's Senhai again! I swear!"
