The three little maids standing nearby were completely dumbfounded.
Their own mother was actually hugging Ma Jun's arm, licking it nonstop!
The scene was… far too easy to let one's imagination run wild.
"Is it because Master's blood is special?"
Daniela guessed softly. "Everyone's essence blood is unique. Every time I drink Master's blood, I feel incredibly comfortable. And for a long while afterward, I don't even feel the urge to drink blood again…"
"I'm the same," Cassandra quickly agreed.
The Grace fungal silk inside them gave them power—but it also cursed them with a blood disease.
To suppress it, they had to constantly consume human blood.
Only then could the symptoms ease slightly.
Beilei suddenly realized something.
"No wonder Mother is like this…"
"It must be Master's essence blood. It probably makes Mother feel pleasure too."
Watching from the side, Ma Jun felt the whole situation was becoming absurd beyond words.
Akuna was kneeling in front of him, while her three daughters watched from behind.
The image was starting to feel… very much not safe for all audiences.
He tried to pull his hand back.
But before he could move—
Akuna suddenly changed.
"Mm—!"
Her movements abruptly stopped. Her skin began flushing red!
From corpse-like pale, completely devoid of color, it turned rosy—as if she'd just stepped out of a steaming hot bath!
The three maids noticed instantly. Their faces turned pale.
"Oh no!"
"This is bad!"
"Mother is going to mutate!"
Mutate?
Ma Jun was momentarily stunned.
She just drank a little of his blood—how did that lead to mutation?
Akuna's eyes rapidly turned savage and unstable, streaked with thin threads of blood.
She looked on the verge of completely losing her sanity!
White, faintly pink fungal threads burst through her skin, spreading outward as if they were about to gather into some new form.
This was bad.
There was no mistake—Akuna really was about to mutate.
Once she did, she would enter her second form: half-human, half-dragon.
Her body would grow even larger, her temperament violently berserk—
She would almost completely lose her reason.
What was going on?!
Ma Jun's mind raced.
There was only one condition for Akuna's mutation:
The balance of the Grace fungal silk inside her body had been disrupted.
In the village, there was a [Dead Bloom Dagger] whose poison could trigger Akuna's mutation.
But now—
Akuna had only licked his blood a couple of times!
Unless… his blood was poisonous?
That made no sense!
Then suddenly, a spark of realization struck him.
Right before Akuna licked his blood—
He had removed [Praise].
Could it be…?
At that moment, Akuna's lower body had already begun transforming toward a dragon form.
Her dress was stretched tight, tearing apart under the pressure.
Ma Jun didn't have time to hesitate. He hurriedly summoned [Praise] again.
Akuna's gaze grew even more violent. She opened her crimson lips and swallowed Ma Jun's hand again.
Almost instantly, the Grace fungal silk that was altering Akuna's body began to surge violently—
Then, little by little, it retreated back into her body.
Her eyes slowly regained a bit of clarity, though she was still far from fully rational.
The three maids rushed over.
"Master… it seems this is the only way to restore Mother's sanity."
"Please… we're begging you."
Ma Jun nodded. "Alright."
"Help me—carry her back to her room."
Akuna's dress had been torn apart during the transformation and had only barely recovered, looking far from elegant.
With the combined effort of the three maids, Akuna was carried back into her room.
Perhaps feeling awkward, all three of them left afterward.
Inside the room, only Ma Jun remained—
And Akuna, who still refused to let go of his hand.
Her pale, extraordinarily long thighs rested on the bed, an eye-catching sight.
They even twitched from time to time.
Ma Jun glanced twice.
Was he really going to have to keep his hand here like this the whole time?
When was she going to wake up?!
And once she did—what was he supposed to do then?
Keep feeding her blood?
Even with Ma Jun's composure and adaptability, this situation was giving him a headache.
As he was agonizing over it, Akuna's expression gradually cleared.
When she realized the position she was in, her fury instantly ignited!
"What did you do to me?!"
"You filthy little bastard!"
Ma Jun hurriedly raised his hands in surrender.
"Hey, don't spout nonsense—I didn't, I swear!"
Akuna had only just regained her sanity. Once she let go of Ma Jun's arm, she immediately went berserk again.
But this time, it was worse—
The fungal silk inside her body surged once more, and Ma Jun couldn't even get his hand back into her mouth.
Her upper body was already wrapped in layers of fungal threads.
Ma Jun was helpless.
This couldn't go on!
If Akuna completely mutated into a murderous monster, wouldn't the entire castle be bathed in blood?
Those three little maids had already called him "Master" for so long—
He couldn't just stand by and watch them be slaughtered by their own mother.
It seemed that only his own Grace fungal silk entering her body could stabilize Akuna's sanity.
Ma Jun glanced at Akuna's two long, snow-white thighs stretched out before him.
He made his decision.
In emergencies, one must adapt.
Things had already come this far—
There was no other choice!
"Praise!"
Ma Jun shouted softly as white light flashed around his body.
His hand reached out—
Grabbing Akuna's extended foot.
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