Chapter 1802 Three Drops Of Blood
“I’ve made a bet with your son before, Evan, that I’d be able to win you over in three days. As it’ll be the last day tomorrow, do you think I should try something on you in order to win?”
That got the man’s attention, but his tone was not a particularly friendly one. It might even come across as quite threatening. “You’d best behave yourself, or else…”
“Or else what? You might be tempted?” Shermaine regarded him a little eagerly.
“…I will kill you!”
That was a little shocking to hear, as far as the woman was concerned.
After he had ascertained that there was nothing there, Evan went down the other direction with his eagle-sharp eyes to resume his search elsewhere.
Shermaine blanked out for a while in response to that. Then, she bounced back, more resolute than before. “I don’t believe that you’d bear to kill me!”
She then caught up with him. “Say, Evan. How about we make a tiny alteration to the terms of the agreement? In the event that I’m able to win you over within three days, I’ll hand you the antidote and also offer you my hand in marriage. What do you think about that?”
“I already have a wife!”
“Then divorce her and marry me instead!”
“You can stop dreaming because I’m never leaving my wife. Not now, not ever!”
Shermaine was dumbstruck.
A little demoralized, she chuckled dryly when she heard his reply. “Maybe… Just maybe, you’d start to think that I’m better and much more compatible with you once we really get to know each other!”
“I don’t have time for this nonsense. Call out and get someone to open this door!”
“It’s no use. These stone walls are soundproof. No one will be able to hear us from the outside.”
Evan was having none of it. He seized her by the shoulders and shook her ever more vigorously while he threatened her once more in order to force her to summon help.
Shermaine could only haplessly play along once she saw him behaving this way, and so she yelled at the top of her lungs several times. But it yielded no response, just as she stated.
“I told you that there’s no point. They can’t hear us at all.”
The seething Evan gritted his teeth before he finally relinquished his grip on her.
Shermaine massaged her shoulders which were smarting after being manhandled by Evan’s large mitts. While the pouting woman did so, she silently griped at the man’s utter lack of chivalry.
“You sure are rough. Is that how you usually treat your own wife as well?”
In response, he shot a glare side along at her.
How could I possibly bear to treat Nicole this way?
The thought of Nicole had him somewhat worried again, being uncertain about the progress Darius and she were making with the antidote that they were trying to concoct at the small town’s hospital.
Did they run into any trouble there?
After being given the cold shoulder, it finally occurred to Shermaine what a massive undertaking it would be to try and engage the man in conversation.
What sort of things could I say that might pique his interest? Everyone who comes to the Daemonic Mount is after the treasure, so I suppose that anything related to that should get me his attention.
Once done with her deliberations, she took another crack at it.
“All who come to Daemonic Mount are after the treasure. However, it can’t be that easily opened. Not only do you need the key to it, but you must also obtain three drops of blood from our mistress!”
“Your mistress?”
Having learned from Davin that Quest’s Girin Blood was a prerequisite, Evan looked at her and wondered why she claimed that it was now three drops of blood from her own mistress.
Shermaine smiled in delight and enthusiastically nodded when he became responsive.
“That’s right! Our mistress is the ruler of Daemonic Mount, and you will need three drops of her blood to gain access to the treasure. I can help you locate our mistress and also assist in obtaining these three drops of blood off her if that is what you so desire.”
Evan’s eyes widened in astonishment. “Isn’t your mistress here at Daemonic Mount?”
“Nope!”
“You’ll be committing treason by helping me. Aren’t you afraid of losing your life?”
That made Shermaine smile. “Are you worried for me? It’s okay because I’m not afraid. Besides, our mistress is just a little kid and cannot really pose a threat to me.”
“A little kid?”
Evan found this all quite hard to believe.
