Chapter 95 : Trade City [1]
Eleanor had only come to her senses after drinking a lot of my blood that day.
And the moment she did, she muttered a single apology—then ran away from the spot as if fleeing.
'She could've just asked. I would've prepared it for her without needing to get bitten.'
Still, I could understand Eleanor's position.
She probably wanted to draw a clear line between us, which was why she kept her cold demeanor.
Since she was deliberately keeping her distance, asking me for something like that must've been hard for her.
'Then it's on me to adjust.'
After all, I'd chosen the Disciplinary Committee route—a path that depended entirely on Eleanor's support.
So, it was best not to get on her nerves unnecessarily.
'At least she still seems willing to help me.'
The reason she wanted to draw a line between us in the first place was because she didn't want to hinder my future.
So Eleanor would probably help me if anything, rather than stand in my way.
