In the office, Adel looked at the Source Blood in her hand, her chaotic thoughts gradually solidifying.
She knew her elder had always despised the distorted loyalty brought by blood covenants. Compared to vampires, he preferred to stay among his foreign warriors.
On a personal note, the pure love blessed by the Knight between Murphy and Triss seemed far more enviable.
Adel was well aware that Lady Triss had undoubtedly been the master of her and Murphy's relationship in the past. But now, even with E Sister closing her eyes, you could feel that Lady Triss had turned into Murphy's "Scarlet Dancer".
Perhaps the kind of trust and affection those two shared, which inspires envy, could truly be called "love." What she felt right now, this unrequited infatuation, was nothing more than an undignified "allure"...
