Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Elves, like vampires, are an immortal species, but because of their cold temperament and indifference to worldly affairs, they are also homebodies who only like to live in deep mountains and old forests, making it difficult for them to reproduce. Even though they are as beautiful as vampires, there are very few elves left in the world.

Even in the mouths of humans, elves have become a legendary species, more like a myth. After all, they have rarely seen them.

What Legolas was looking for was the solitary elf deep in the Sunset Mountains.

That elf was one of his few "old acquaintances". Due to the limitations of the long years, there was a certain sense of mutual understanding between the immortal species.

After all, friends who cannot outlive them will disappear prematurely, until no trace of them remains, as if they had never appeared in the world.

Legolas stopped in front of a small wooden cabin. This solitary cabin was located in the deepest part of the Sunset Mountains. The elves who lived here loved nature very much. The fences surrounding the cabin were all covered with flowers. The surrounding scenery was full of greenery, like a paradise.

He lifted his foot and pushed open the gate made of branches outside and walked in.

The grass under your feet is soft and slightly damp, and it even makes a slight rustling sound when you step on it.

With a creak, the door of the cabin was pushed open from the inside.

A long-haired elf came out.

He had long light blond hair, which was now tied into a braid that hung down in front of his chest, reaching his calves.

He looked up at Legolas, a little surprised, and said, "It's been so many years, I'm surprised you still remembered to come to me."

Then, her gaze naturally stopped at his chest.

The elf's sensitivity to life allowed him to feel the heartbeat in Legolas' chest with just one glance.

Vampires don't have heartbeats, and the beating of the little heart in his chest is too weak.

"What's hidden in your chest?"

The elf's gaze fell upon Legolas's red eyes, and a hint of curiosity was piqued in his indifference: "You came here for it?"

"Yes."

Legolas did not deny it. He was silent for a moment, then reached out and took out a small ball from his chest.

Along the way, it showed no signs of waking up and slept very quietly, which made Legolas even more worried.

"Cyril, I need you to look at it."

Cyril walked up to him, lowered his eyes to look at the black ball of fur in his hand, a trace of confusion on his moonlight-like face: "You came to me just because of a bat?"

“…It’s very important to me.”

He said this, but he found it difficult to explain why it was important. He also had an inexplicable feeling that Cyril might not believe it if he told him the truth.

After all, this matter was indeed unbelievable. Even he suddenly wondered if the sweetness of the girl's blood that day was just an illusion.

"It's strange that you also have something that you think is important?" Cyril said this, and stretched out his hand tentatively to take the little bat in his hand to take a closer look.

But just as he was about to touch the little bat, he was stopped by a cold hand.

"What do you want to do?" The vampire's possessiveness towards everything was revealed.

Cyril felt even more puzzled. He raised his eyebrows and said, "How can I know what's wrong with it if I don't take a look?"

"Legolas, there's something wrong with you."

The vampire's red eyes burned with emotions he had never seen before.

Cyril propped himself up and looked at him: "Does this little thing please you?"

Legolas was silent for a moment, then opened his palm. Without refutation or explanation, he simply said, "Just look at it. I allow you to touch it with one finger."

Cyrillic:"……"

Cyril: "You're just like those humans who get jealous of their partners."

Legolas frowned: "Stop talking nonsense and take a look."

Cyril stretched out a finger and tapped the little bat's head.

A green breath of life wrapped around his fingertips and penetrated into the body of the little bat. Cyril frowned, squinted his eyes slightly, and felt the information coming from his fingertips.

After a long time, Cyril withdrew his fingers.

Legolas immediately spoke: "...Why hasn't it woken up yet?"

Cyril: "It lost too much blood and is weak. Since it drank your blood, its way of repairing itself is to sleep."

Cyril: "You don't have to worry too much. Sleep is good for it. You just need to feed it your blood regularly."

After saying this, he looked at the vampire in front of him with an incredible look: "...I'm a little surprised that you actually let it drink your blood."

Legolas just lowered his eyes and looked at the little bat in his palm without answering.

After getting the answer, he said, "In that case, I'm leaving."

Cyril: "No one is as quick as you to destroy a bridge after crossing it."

After he finished speaking, he saw Legolas was about to leave on the spot. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Although I live deep in the mountains, I also have channels to know the news outside. Are you... okay?"

"Legolas, I am always here if you need my help."

"After all... I don't have many friends, and I don't want you to die in a fight with the Church."

It's rare for an elf to show emotion.

The world outside has completely changed recently. The Pope has become a blasphemer who betrayed the God of Light. The scene in the photo stone cannot be fake. The elves will naturally worry about the vampires who are facing off against the Holy See.

But according to rumors, the relationship between the vampires and the Church seems to have eased. Now that he sees Legolas coming, he will naturally show some concern.

Legolas: "Don't worry...I won't die even if you die."

He waved his hand and smiled faintly: "When you have time, come to Blood Moon Castle and I will introduce someone to you."

"Who?"

"Someone...someone special."

"You should like her."