Chapter 880 The Remdik Emperor

By then, Jonathan had brought the blue vial to his lips.

However, the coffin's words frightened him so much that he halted urgently. Realizing what he had almost done, he swiftly set the vial down.

Due to his body's desire for the blue Holy Blood, he nearly consumed it instinctively.

Looking down at the vial in his hand, Jonathan discovered that the fragrant scent wafting from the opening had gotten stronger.

It felt as though a woman was beckoning at him through a curtain of haze. Truth be told, it was a tough invitation to turn down.

Stamping out the overwhelming craving for the blue liquid, Jonathan stuck the cork into the opening.

At the same time, Ksana, who was on the ground, abruptly opened her eyes.

Ding!

A string of sparks ignited, casting bright golden scintillations in front of Jonathan.

Ksana gripped an extremely short dagger as she stood several meters away from him.

“Hey, I saved your life. Aren't you being too cold-blooded for attacking me the second you wake up?” he complained with a frown.

It was then that Ksana recognized Jonathan and finally dropped her guard.

With a light leap, she landed near the fire and took a cigar from her storage ring before picking up a piece of burning wood and lighting her cigar with it.

The woman looked incredibly bold as she took long drags after long drags on her cigar, looking nothing like the patient who was on the verge of death a while ago.

“You're an interesting character. You nearly died earlier, and now you're smoking a cigar as though none of that happened. Are all Remdikian women like you?” Jonathan remarked.

Ksana tilted her head to look at him and inhaled a lungful of her cigar before passing it to him.

“Want one?” she asked.

“No thanks. I'm not interested.” Jonathan declined her offer with a wave of his hand.

attention then fell on Jonathan's hand. Within his palm, the light blue Holy Blood appeared magical under the illumination

rotated his wrist and kept the vial of Holy

at

that vial of Holy Blood tightly. With that thing, my life is

her left hand on the ground to prop

can suppress my curse. With it in your possession, you can make me do anything,”

stared at Ksana's gorgeous face that was right before his eyes. He took a deep breath before slowly saying, “Ksana, the cigar smell on you is overpowering. Could you maybe

was stunned by his request but soon grinned

two more puffs of her cigar before gazing

round has neither pride nor humility. The woman that

not skirt around the truth as she told him about her past. Despite appearing unbothered, a hint of agony flashed

her the origins of Holy Blood.” Coffin's

a brief contemplation. “Ksana, how did Holy Blood

not witch,” Ksana

as a large

human flesh. Do you

bright red piece of ham

is it then if

Alexievich, the founding emperor who united Remdik for the first time one

casual, yet

had heard the name Alexievich

Ksana's reminder, he finally recalled the renowned figure of

unfamiliar with the name Alexievich, but the Remdik

human, the Remdik Emperor was exalted

records, the Remdik Emperor was merely a lord before he

servants he had was less

the vast lands of Remdik, each having

in a small state under the reign of a

the tyrant king went hunting on a whim. As he passed the Remdik Emperor's land, he took a fancy to

being a minister of the tyrant king, the Remdik Emperor could

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