The Bored Immortal

"Eh…" Nyissa had a blinking expression wondering if she heard him right.

"Of course...not...You evil man…" Nyissa, who was already in an unsettled state of mind, inwardly felt anxious thinking that Viktor was having his vile urges again.

Seeing her angry glare, Viktor felt like facepalming and said, "Silly woman, I want to clean your superficial injuries before stopping the bleeding. How do you expect me to do it over your clothes? Also, continue to take deep breaths if you can since your ribs are fractured."

Nyissa swallowed the words she was going to say after hearing his words, seeing how he was only trying to help treat her injuries though she still couldn't imagine taking off her robes before a man.

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She followed certain rules and traditions where the first man she was going to undress before should be her husband and not anyone else.

If she was ill or suffered injuries, she usually treated them herself or had her own personal female physician to treat her.

"Even if...you want to help...I can't...not like this...It's fine...I appreciate your gesture...But—*cough*" Nyissa suddenly turned her head towards the side as she coughed out some blood. She was about to take out something but hesitated.

"If you continue to be stubborn, I don't think you would be alive to appreciate my gesture," Viktor said in a chiding tone.

Nyissa wanted to refute but her expression paled before she suddenly became unconscious.

"Nyissa??" Viktor quickly checked her pulse and saw that it was feeble and was continuing to slowly worsen since the major injury on the side of her stomach was still open and not fully closed up.

Even he couldn't help but be impressed she endured all these injuries both internally and externally for all this time without giving in.

If it was any other human, they would have succumbed to the ground the moment they got these injuries.

"Shit...you leave me no choice..." Viktor mumbled as he clutched the innerwear of her robes before spreading it open towards the sides, undoing her entire robes in one single motion to reveal a sight that froze Viktor's gaze for a moment.

Her soft and supple snowy body was revealed, though her private parts were still covered by her undergarments, especially her black bra, which was tightly encompassing her soft bountiful breasts that seemed as if they might spring out any moment.

Her half-naked breasts were heaving up and down slowly as she breathed, making it a tantalizing sight.

Even though she was unconscious and injured, it did nothing to diminish the alluring charm dripping off from her half-naked body.

Her curvy and luscious hips could make a man's soul flare with lust though right now, her flat stomach had a reddish bruise and an injury.

If it was any other man in Viktor's place, even if they practiced celibacy for decades, their willpower to not pounce on her like a wild animal would falter.

However, Viktor, who could be considered to be a seasoned expert when it comes to beauties, was immune to her pure yet devastating charms to have enough self-control.

If it was any other time and situation, Viktor could have spent all day admiring such a flawlessly beautiful piece of art though now he immediately shifted his focus towards her stomach where he saw the bloodied injury, which seemed like it was made by a spear.

Viktor felt a bit bad that he had to remove her robes while she was unconscious. But he thought that if he didn't do anything by listening to her words, then she wouldn't be alive for long.

By now, he knew that Nyissa was a bit rigid and an obstinate girl because of her clan's traditions and rules. So he knew that some of the decisions she might make were not exactly rational.

He tore off a piece of fabric from his own robe and bandaged her wound to prevent any more bleeding though he thought that he could use a good bottle of water to clean her wound properly.

But since he was literally in a hellish place, he knew water was a luxury he couldn't afford here.

However, after he was done, he could sense that Nyissa's pulse had become stable and let out a sigh of relief inwardly.

He knew that even if he and she had things to settle, especially because of her clan, he still needed her help and couldn't let her die.

He decided to not cover her up because of how hot it was, and her whole body was already glossy because of her sweat.

He then wondered why Ayana and the others had not found him or Nyissa by now.

"Did they get lost or something?" Viktor mumbled with a slight head shake though he was sure Ayana could find Nyissa based on her own methods, just like how she found Nyissa before.

Still, looking at Nyissa's sickly face and the injuries on her body, he wondered who was able to do so much damage on her while Ayana and the others seemed to not suffer any injuries.

It just seemed strange to him since he knew Nyissa was the strongest of the lot and also the fact that the Ranars couldn't even hurt her little finger.

Minutes passed, and Viktor was still keeping watch, wondering where the others had gone, when he suddenly heard Nyissa mumbling beside him with a pallid expression, "Mother...please don't…" But her lips closed as she became silent again.

Viktor looked at her, wondering what kind of dream she was having to call out for her mother.

Still, Viktor was not exactly feeling alright, but instead, he was feeling a bit sleepy and had a sense of uncomfortableness across his entire body which he attributed to the negative effects of this place which was rumored to affect both body and mind.

He was also feeling a wave of exhaustion and fatigue overwhelming his body slowly, wondering why he was feeling so since he didn't remember exhausting himself too much.

Even when he fought Nyissa, he tried his best to not use any of his special abilities but only his pure combat skills.

He also started to feel dizzy as her vision began to blur in and out, making him shake his head, "Damn...you can't fall asleep here, Viktor...." Viktor looked at the sleeping beauty, wondering when she would wake up.

However, the scent of her blood smeared on her skin made his eyes crimson as he felt the intense urge to feed on her because of the ever-increasing thirst he was feeling.

"Ugh...I can't…" Viktor took a deep breath as he tried to control his wild urges, though he felt like he might go mad like this. Only now he realized that his body needed blood more than he expected.

Still, he desperately controlled his urges as his fingers clawed on the stony floor since he knew if he fed on Nyissa now, then she definitely would die.

But before he knew it, he collapsed on the floor beside her, his eyes becoming languid before they completely closed as he fell asleep.