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.

Jonathan's hand. Within his palm, the light blue Holy Blood

wrist and kept the vial of Holy Blood in

smiled at his

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

her left hand on the ground to prop up her body before

suppress my curse. With it in your possession, you can

his eyes. He took a deep breath before slowly saying, “Ksana, the cigar

Ksana was stunned by his request but

cigar before gazing at the fire and

neither pride nor humility. The woman that you're seeing now is

skirt around the truth as she told him about her past.

the origins of Holy Blood.” Coffin's voice sounded in

the question after a brief contemplation. “Ksana, how did

witch,” Ksana

bottles of vodka as well as a large piece of

from human flesh. Do

of ham and downed a mouthful of

is it then if it's not

the first time one thousand five hundred years

tone was casual, yet Jonathan

that he had heard the name Alexievich somewhere

to Ksana's reminder, he finally recalled

the name Alexievich, but the Remdik Emperor was a prominent figure

Remdik Emperor was exalted as

the records, the Remdik Emperor was merely a lord before he

had

lands of Remdik, each

a small

passed the

minister of the tyrant king,

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