Opening eyes from a hazy dream.
No, this is still a dream. It’s just too realistic, making it hard to realize that fact.
Now it was a familiar landscape.
The endlessly stretching wasteland was empty without a single clump of grass. The sun tilting toward the horizon created a dry hue, and countless corpses, receiving that light, formed a melancholic spectacle.
I was standing blankly on this land of death.
Fragmented memories rioted like migratory birds moving their nests. Soon, several scenes brushed through my mind like shards.
‘Elsie senior’ finally found a way to treat those who became the vampire’s kin.
The victims’ families and friends repeatedly expressed their gratitude. ‘Elsie senior’ made excuses that it was just because she couldn’t withstand my nagging, but their thanks weren’t untransmitted.
Especially Emma, shedding tears, grabbed my hand.
Thank you for not giving up, glad for saving Lieri Lupesia’s life.
It was worth meddling.
I don’t know the detailed principle, but ‘Elsie senior’ seemed to have figured out a way to break…