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"Aren't you asleep yet?"

"What do you care?" Eva said unhappily with her back to Adam.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely take good care of you in the future."

"Idiot, is there something wrong with your ears?"

"No, I'm confident in my hearing."

Just as she finished speaking, Eva threw a pillow at him. Adam took it with a smile and lay down on his bed.

"Thank you for your concern. My pillow was just taken away by Tokkek."

"Hmph!" Eva just snorted in response.

Adam rested his head on a pillow that smelled of cats, his eyes open, staring at the ceiling with the vampire's vision in the dark.

Lying on the bed, his body swayed gently with the rocking of the boat. For these children, this rhythmic rocking was like the best lullaby.

"How long have you been on this boat?" Eva's voice came from the darkness.

"Well, let me think about it. I was still a kid then. Well, I'm still a kid now, actually.

It's been about four or five years now. I think I'm thirteen or fourteen now." Adam was the child who had been on the ship the longest. He was one of the first children who was suddenly given the blood of the vampires.

"I think you were brought aboard two years ago?"

"Ah."

"I still remember you back then..."

"Shut up, shut up, don't say anything!" Eva quickly opened her quilt, rushed to Adam, and covered his mouth with her hand.

"Woo woo woo!" Adam quickly waved his hands to indicate that he would shut up, and only then was Eva let go.

When she let go of his hand, Eva punched him angrily and then quickly returned to her bed.

"Don't be angry. You were still...Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. I definitely won't say it this time."

In the darkness, the cat's eyes flickered as if to kill someone, and after a while they slowly closed.

It was quiet like that for a long time.

Eva suddenly spoke up, "Do you know Pokanasa? She's actually thirteen years old, the same age as you, but she still looks like a child. Isn't it amazing?"

"Pokanasa? Are you talking about the little elf girl?" Adam really didn't know the little girl's name. After all, she had only been brought on board for a few days.

"Elves seem to be like this. I heard they can live for thousands of years." In terms of appearance, the elf child looked only four or five years old.

According to this speculation, the elf child was probably just like himself and Eva, who were suddenly turned into vampires at a very young age.

"You...are you still thinking about escaping from here?" Eva suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Of course!" Adam's voice suddenly rose and he said it firmly, as if he was piling up his courage.

"Keep your voice down, idiot!"

"It's okay. Those bastards outside know we want to escape. They just love to see us in such a miserable state when we want to run but can't." Adam suddenly felt a little frustrated, his tone full of displeasure.

"I thought you had given up. After all, you've been here for so long, and... and they still call us the same kind." Eva's voice came faintly.

"The same kind? They, huh, they are all scum, who are the same kind as them!" Adam's emotions suddenly became agitated.

But after he finished speaking, he quickly calmed down and covered himself with the quilt. His voice came out muffled from the quilt: "Wait, when I grow up and have enough strength, I will definitely take you away."

"Well, I believe you."

This time, there was complete silence between the two.

Until a faint voice came, as if whispering: "Someone will come, someone will come to save us."

Adam heard this, but he didn't respond. In his heart, if someone really wanted to rescue him, they would have come long ago.

He had heard this sentence countless times since Eva came to the boat, sometimes even when she was talking in her sleep.

Darkness enveloped everything.

The Scarlet Bride continued to plow through the waves.

At night, a light mist gradually rose from the sea, making the air increasingly damp and cold.

The sweet, fishy smell of rotting fruits and vegetables seeped into the salty, humid mist.

In the faint moonlight, a huge black shadow was slowly approaching the Bloody Bride in the fog.

It was a ship hidden in the darkness.

The vampire sailors on the pirate ship noticed something was wrong and quickly sent out flag signals.

However, the mysterious ship did not stop, but headed straight towards the Scarlet Bride.

As the distance gradually shortened, we could finally see the giant sailboat in the dark night.

The shipwreck that emerged from the black fog was hung with a rope net woven with human bones. The rotten canvas was covered with cyst-like protrusions, and every few heartbeats, yellow-green pus would seep out of the sail.

The prow resembled the skeleton of a hatching sea monster, with octopus tentacles and coral appendages dangling from its ribs, each tentacle clinging to the half-melted corpse of a sailor.

The bodies of these sailors seemed to be alive, fused to the ship. Their nearly detached jaws opened and closed unnaturally, and their hands still held the weapons they had used in life, waving them aimlessly.

As the ship split the waves, thousands of shellfish fell out from the cracks in the rotting wood, revealing the pulsating red membranes of flesh underneath.

On the boat stood one cultist after another wearing different robes, as well as sailors with completely peeled off skin and crazy looks.

An incomprehensible hymn, like obscene language, surrounded the ship and drifted away on the sea breeze.

Blasphemy, evil, and filth are the words that most truly describe this ship.

When the moon rose to the zenith, the two ships finally came close to each other.

The vampire first mate threw out a cable made of human tendons, which accurately caught the coral mast on the bow of the cultist ship.

Twelve cultists, their eye sockets infested with glowing anemones, leaped over the side of the ship, their tentacles jutting from beneath their black robes, curling around clay pots where a black substance swirled, devouring the barnacles clinging to the walls.

The vampires opened the cargo hold, revealing unconscious slaves soaked in barrels of blood wine. Their pale bodies were covered with gelatinous hoses for blood supply.

Moreover, these slaves had intricate and strange runes carved on their bodies. If you looked closely, the runes on each slave seemed to be different.

"Hehe, these are all rare and good stuff!" The first mate, who had a broken leg replaced with an unknown object, stepped on the edge of the wine barrel and smiled proudly.

The cultists didn't respond, only making a sickening, sticky sound of moving objects.

When the two moons overlapped, rusty horns sounded simultaneously from both ships.

This seems to be a signal of agreement.

The cultists plunged their tentacles into barrels of blood wine to absorb nutrients, and in exchange, pieces of squirming flesh fell off their rotting hulls.

These pieces of flesh seemed to have life and automatically crawled towards the slave cages at the bottom of the vampire ship.

"Eat quickly! Don't you shorties love to eat? Eat quickly! This is a rare opportunity to eat your fill."

The halflings were driven around, sharing the pieces of meat with wooden spoons. At this moment, new scales grew on their bodies, gradually replacing the festering skin.

An ancient and low cry came from the depths of the waves, and the traces left by the two ships began to phosphoresce, as if countless pairs of eyes were slowly opening under the sea.

This is the sinful deal between the vampire pirates and the evil god believers.

In the dark night sky, one figure after another riding on some kind of flying creatures quickly passed through the moonlight.

On the Scarlet Bride, the captain, who was resting in the captain's room, suddenly opened his eyes.

He keenly sensed some potential danger. (End of this chapter)