" Sally , Cyril and I ... have submitted a request to terminate the blood contract."

Blair put down the crystal glass in her hand. The remaining blood wine in the glass was shimmering with a faint red light. She looked up at her friend Sally across from her with an indifferent expression.

The night was dark, the candlelight in the vampire tavern flickered, and the animal bones hanging on the wall cast cold shadows in the firelight.

Sally was stunned, almost knocking over the wine glass in her hand, and her voice couldn't help but rise a few pitches:

"What are you talking about?! You've been bound together for three years! A blood pact wouldn't have lasted that long if it weren't for your willingness. Blair , what on earth are you thinking? Could it be that Cyril has no feelings for you at all?"

Blair smiled softly but didn't answer.

She also didn't know whether Cyril was interested or not.

Half a month ago, when she handed him the parchment that released the blood contract, he was busy dealing with the blood clan meeting. While answering the elder's voice transmission, he signed his name carelessly. He didn't even hear what she said and turned away .

He never mentioned the incident again after that.

Just wait another half a month, the contract will take effect, and she will be completely free.

However, freedom is not easy.

Shortly after the proposal to terminate the blood contract was made, the backlash came early.

Blair suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest in the castle, and her blood flowed backwards, as if it was being torn apart by a sharp blade.

Her eyes went dark and she fainted.

When she opened her eyes again, she had been sent to the healing room of the Vampire Temple.

The candlelight was dim, the blood pool was surging, she lay on the cold altar, her limbs were sealed by secret techniques, and the blood in her body was flowing out uncontrollably.

She heard footsteps.

Cyril rushed in, followed by a young vampire boy and an accompanying law priest.

His voice was low and cold: " Blair , if you leave your blood mark on this transfer deed, I will immediately sign the Temple file and save you."

Blair looked weakly at the paperwork .

It was a supplementary blood contract that completely gave up her offspring's inheritance rights.

Blood continued to flow from the corners of his lips, staining his white clothes red.

The priest frowned with a solemn expression, and advised: "If she is a step later, her soul will be shattered! Young Master, please save her first!"

Cyril rebuked her harshly, " Vera is my eldest brother's only bloodline heir! I have already promised to give her my power and family fortune. Even if Blair is pregnant with my blood, she will never threaten his position. My eldest brother has been so kind to me, Blair, you will understand."

She was no longer able to hold a pen, so she could only stretch out her bloodstained fingers and slowly press a blood mark on the deed.

At that moment, tears welled up in her eyes, but her smile was desolate.

After the treatment, Blair slept for a day.

When she woke up, Cyril was not around, but she heard him whispering to the Law Priest:

"Why are you so anxious? If Madam notices something unusual and discovers that Vera is actually your and Una 's biological child, it would be a grave sin."

Cyril 's voice was cold and emotionless. "For Vera and Una's sake , I shouldn't have let Blair get pregnant. But she was away from home with her seriously ill grandmother, so I couldn't do it. I was relieved to learn she was pregnant with a girl. But to prevent future trouble, I had no choice but to force her to sign the contract while she was at her most vulnerable."

The priest was silent for a while, then whispered, "But there's no need for you to cause a backlash. Blood contracts are inherently dangerous, and she almost lost her life..."

"shut up!"

Cyril interrupted, sneered,

"Which vampire doesn't go through hardships when giving birth to offspring? Una almost died when she gave birth to Vera . Since Blair is a mother, she should consider the child. If I didn't threaten her life, would she agree?"

His voice suddenly lowered: "I owe her this. For the rest of my life, I will make it up to her and the child."

Blair felt a chill in her chest.

No wonder he had urged her several times to give up the child;

No wonder they were so determined to find out the sex of the fetus;

No wonder he insisted on taking her back to his tribe to give birth.

It turns out that for Una and Vera , he would rather gamble her and his daughter's lives.

After the priest left, Cyril walked to the bedside, concern in his eyes: " Blair , you finally woke up. I was really worried."

Blair stared at the blood-stained deed on the table, but he quickly covered her eyes.

"The contract has been signed and cannot be changed. Blair , my daughter is a girl and does not need to inherit much. Vera is the only male heir of the vampire clan. Her eldest brother is dead, so they can only rely on me. You will understand."

She shook her head slightly and said weakly: "I don't blame you."

But she had already made up her mind: once her daughter recovered, she would take the child and leave.

"Take me to see the child," she begged.

Cyril hesitated, but finally pushed her out of the nursery hall.

The baby lay quietly in the crystal cabinet, with bloodstains still lingering on its snow-white skin.

Blair's heart ached, and she could barely breathe.

At this moment, the wound suddenly opened and blood stained the collar of the clothes red.

Cyril was about to summon the priest when the crystal suddenly lit up.

He stared at her, his expression instantly anxious. " Vera is frightened by a nightmare, and Una can't be comforted. I have to go back. Blair , can you go back to the Healing Hall by yourself? Bleeding from wounds is common."

Blair's eyes.

After three years of love and blood contract, she had never cried in front of him.

But he still turned and left.

He values Una and Vera more than she and his daughter.

Since that was the case, she no longer insisted.

When her daughter recovers, it will be time for her to leave.

But in the end, she overestimated her body.

On the way back to the Healing Hall, she fainted again, and a pool of blood covered the stone steps.

As the candlelight flickered, her world fell into complete darkness.

Moonlight enveloped the Blood Clan Academy, and fires flickered in the night hunting grounds. In the darkness, herds of nocturnal beasts roared and thrashed.

Blair huddled in a corner of the stands, clutching the amulet tightly in her hand. She was just a branch of the bloodline, weak in power, and her only mission was to stay low-key for the next four years.

However, that night, her attention was completely taken away by the people on the field.

The young Cyril , dressed in black hunting attire and wielding a longbow, shot each arrow with swift precision, piercing the nocturnal beast's heart with unerring precision. Blood splattered everywhere, his expression as cold as ice, devoid of any unnecessary emotion.

Cyril from the School of Planning , the young master of the vampire clan." The classmate beside him exclaimed softly, his eyes full of admiration. "The future heir, from the Zhou family in northern Beijing. Unfortunately, he only has his heart set on his childhood sweetheart, Su Qiyao."

Blair's heart skipped a beat. At that moment, she looked at the boy, and a strange throbbing welled up in her chest.

Later, all kinds of rumors about Cyril and Su Qiyao almost filled her entire student days.

He would arrange a banquet on a full moon night just to surprise Su Qiyao;

He would put down his pride in front of the whole clan just because she was angry and left;

He would wait in the ice and snow just because she broke her promise to go to the human world.

Blair always thought that she would be a transparent person watching their love story.

Until two years ago.

That day, the Sanctuary of the Blood Clan was ablaze with candles as Cyril was about to forge a blood pact with Su Qiyao. The entire clan watched intently, a promise to be passed down through the generations.

As a classmate, Blair stood quietly in the corner.

However, after the ceremony began, the bride still hadn't arrived. Cyril's face paled. He called the crystal transmission countless times, but received only a cold response:

" Cyril , I don't want to be bound by a blood pact so early. I want to go to the human world."

At that moment, Cyril 's patience was completely exhausted.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly raised the Holy Grail in his hand: "Today is a blood contract. If the bride does not come, I will replace her."

The whole audience was in an uproar, and many vampire girls were ready to make a move.

Blair's heart was beating wildly. She knew that if she didn't stand up now, she would never meet him again in this life.

So she bit her fingertip, walked out of the crowd, and dripped her blood into the Holy Grail.

That night, she put on her ill-fitting wedding dress and made a blood pact with him in the presence of the entire clan.

And the man who didn't even remember her name became her husband from then on.

For three years, she carefully guarded this blood contract.

They treated each other with respect, but there was always a thick layer of indifference between them.

Until a month ago, Su Qiyao returned.

Blair looked at the man who was wavering, conflicted, and hesitant between her and Su Qiyao, and finally understood:

It's time to end this ridiculous dream of mine.

Blair was pushed into the temple's healing room by the sudden backlash.

Her blood vessels burst, and crimson continued to flow from the corners of her lips. The waitress frantically dialed the crystal voice transmitter again and again.

Finally, the call connected. Cyril 's voice was low and impatient.

"A mere disturbance of blood and breath, why panic? Vera just fell asleep. Can you afford to wake her? I have other priorities."

The voice transmission suddenly stopped, and when I called again, it was completely silent.

The maids looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to help but whisper, "How could a master put his nephew's rest above the life of a blood-bound person... How absurd."

Blair felt a chill in her stomach.

She suddenly remembered the young man who had sworn to protect her in front of his tribe members. Now the oath had become a joke.

When she woke up again, she was being forcibly injected with the blood of a foreign race and her face was pale.

Cyril pushed the door open, his eyes filled with worry. " Blair , how could you be so weak?"

She closed her eyes and said nothing more.

Cyril angrily scolded the healing maid: "After such a mistake, no one will escape alive! If anything happens to her, your entire clan will pay with their lives!"

The waitress trembled as she defended herself, mentioning the voice transmission yesterday.

Cyril was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickering, and he turned to Blair : " Blair , at that time I thought...it wouldn't be that serious."

She said softly, "No need to say more, I understand. After all, you care about someone else."

He was stunned for a moment, then reached out to hug her: "You are always so tolerant... Vera is the only heir to the Zhou family, and I have the responsibility on my shoulders. Your understanding will make the whole family grateful to you."

Soon, Una came over with a bowl of steaming hot soup and smiled gently, " Blair , you've lost a lot of energy and blood. I made this soup myself. Drink it and you'll recover faster."

When she bent down, the faint traces of blood between her collars were clearly exposed.

Blair's chest tightened, as if her heart was being squeezed.

When she opened the soup bowl, she was overwhelmed by the bitter smell and couldn't help vomiting.

Una's expression froze, and then she said with a look of grievance that seemed to be about to cry: "Is it because my craftsmanship is poor, or do you despise my kindness?" She raised her arm, revealing the marks of burns.

Cyril frowned, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction. " Blair , Una meant well. Why are you reacting like that? She got up before dawn just for you."