Chapter 350 Don’t Try To Save My Life
Chapter 350 Don't Try To Save My Life
The dark elf's expression became grave when he noticed that the man's hand caught the dagger before it could even hit Talia.
He immediately realized that he had wasted too much time here and proceeded to run.
But Viktor's blood was still boiling as he forced himself to get up and threw the dagger right at him.
Some of his odic force unconsciously transferred towards the dagger as it whizzed through the air at a tremendous speed, enough to cut the air in front of it, and the dark elf also heard it whizzing towards him.
But the dagger was heading towards him so fast, the dark elf only got barely enough time to almost dodge it and…
*Slick!*
The sound of flesh being easily sliced through echoed subtly, and the dark elf was horrified to see that four of his fingers got cut off!
"Aargh!!" The dark elf grimaced as the stinging pain coursed through his nerves, though he was easily able to neutralize the poison.
He quickly took out a golden ring and put it as he mumbled something, making the ring radiate a golden light before turning into a column of radiant energy beam that seemed to project into the skies.
And the next second, there was no trace of him in the same spot. He was gone.
Viktor clicked his tongue in frustration seeing that the thief had escaped, but he immediately turned towards Talia to check on her, "Talia! Are you alright?"
Talia was standing on her feet, and because of being five meters tall, Viktor was barely taller than her knees, and she seemed to look at him with misty eyes.
"Talia?" Viktor relaxed, seeing that she didn't seem to be in pain any longer, and even took a look at her wound to see that it had already almost healed, making him think that her bloodline was quite powerful.
However, before he knew it, a pair of strong yet soft arms wrapped around his neck before he got pushed against her leg, "Honey~ I thought I lost you there…" Her voice was so soft and weak that even Viktor couldn't help but feel guilty, especially after what she did.
Her large werewolf body slowly dispersed into embers as her size grew smaller, and the embers coalesced together to form a human figure. And the next second, she was still hugging Viktor, her head resting against his chest.
And before he knew it, he saw Talia licking his chest, gently and softly, where the bloody laceration was, even though it was almost healed. However, what she was doing seemed to not only feel good but was also making the healing process faster.
"Talia…why did you do something stupid like that? That dagger…wouldn't have killed me anyway. Next time…don't try to save my life. Do you understand?" Viktor gently said as his fingers caressed the small wound on her back which was already healing up but slowly.
Viktor knew Talia didn't know about his immortality but still, since he didn't know whether he could fully trust her yet, he tried to say it in a different way. He knew he wouldn't die either way.
Still, he didn't expect her to shield him like that, especially when he had been avoiding her and giving her the cold shoulder. He never knew an imprint could make someone fall so deep in love to make them go so far. This made him wonder if he would have done the same had he been in his werewolf self.
But he still didn't accept that what his werewolf side was feeling for Talia was actually his and was still wondering how to get rid of it since he didn't like to lose control of himself.
Talia stopped licking as she raised her head to look up at him after hearing his words, "Why would you say something like that? I will save your life again and again, even if it kills me. I won't let anyone hurt you, and those who do will wish they were never born, just like how I am going to make that dark elf wish the same thing soon," Talia's words were chilling, her icy dark expression different from her usual flirtatious one, making Viktor realize that the dark elf wasn't going to have a good ending even if he escaped now.
She had already marked her next prey, and it was all because he got hurt and not her. But then he realized he would have done the same thing had it been one of his women. He imagined if Taya was the one who got hurt and felt as if he could relate to the rage that was coursing through Talia's veins.
Even he momentarily felt it when he saw Talia getting hurt, though he was in vampire form, making him wonder how he really feels about Talia. If he really didn't like her, why would he feel that? Could it be that this dormant werewolf bloodline was influencing him? Sigh...this is really troublesome. I really have to learn more about my bloodline and fix this...
"He is gone?"
Suddenly, a soft melodious voice came from the side, distracting both Viktor and Talia as they saw the Fairy Queen walking towards them, her expression looking quite doleful.
"Aunt Seraphina…I am sorry, but that dark elf got away," Talia said as she bit her lip, her eyes still burning with resentment because not only did he steal something very precious from her friends but also hurt her soulmate.
She was already imagining the different and best ways to make that dark elf die a very slow and painful death.
"Oh no! You got hurt?" Seraphina got distracted as she saw the faint wound on Viktor's chest. She immediately twirled her staff and cast a healing spell on him, making his skin look as flawless as before within just a second.
"Talia, you are alright? Did you get hurt anywhere?" Seraphina worriedly asked as she looked at her.
"I am fine. That coward ran away after realizing he couldn't take us on. But don't worry, aunt Seraphina. I will personally go over to their realm and make sure they return what belongs to you no matter what it takes," Talia said with a determined gaze.
Seraphina's expression became strained as she said in a worried voice, "It's the dark elves…I can't let you go over there just like that. It will only cause even bigger problems. But I will go over there myself and fix this. I can't endanger anyone else or any other realm over this."