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Could it be that he already had the disease, and the blood transfusion made it worse?

"Then... Miss Hearst, you actually also...?"

"No, no, no... I'm actually not that serious. I don't crave blood, but I can't touch silver objects because my skin is allergic to silver... I haven't told you because I was worried you'd find out about the Dracula clan... Since Favre has no objections, I shouldn't have to worry about you targeting me, right..."

Bai Miao suddenly realized that this was the reason why she absolutely refused acupuncture.

Chapter 185 Hearst's Inner Trauma

“Miss Hearst, you think too darkly of me. Although I am a hunter, I don’t just take out my knife and cut down any special creature I see.”

Bai Miao could understand Hearst's feelings.

However, the people of Yar City now probably regard her as a widow who is just lucky.

After all, no one could have imagined that Mr. Hearst would marry a member of the Dracula clan who lived on the snowy mountain.

But then again, what's wrong with Mr. Hearst marrying someone from the Dracula family?

At least Bai Miao didn't detect anything wrong with what Miss Hearst said.

So Bai Miao used psychoanalysis on Miss Hearst to see if there was anything special about the Dracula family's spiritual body.

This directly deducted nearly 40 points of Bai Miao's mental energy, and a faint stinging sensation came from his head.

Good guy...

Psychoanalysis can, to some extent, identify what level a person is currently at.

Ordinary citizens of Yar City probably wouldn't even reach the first level, and Bai Miao would only deduct a small amount of their spiritual power.

Hearst immediately reduced Bai Miao's score by 40 points, which was higher than the number of his subordinates.

This suggests that she may have reached the third or even fourth level.

She's still hiding something.

But what surprised Bai Miao the most was that Miss Hearst's spiritual form was the closest to a human he had seen in a long time.

At least in terms of overall appearance, it is not much different from Hearst's own appearance.

Apart from most of his body being covered by blood vessels, there were no other deformities.

So Bai Miao asked again, "Favre said he had some improper thoughts... Could it be that he wants to use marrying you to achieve some purpose?"

Hearst shook his head: "I don't know about that. I just happened to be of marriageable age and didn't want to live in a place like the snow mountain, so I volunteered to marry here. The environment on the snow mountain is too bad, and there's no way to eat much fine food."

Hearst said to Bai Miao, "Dr. Moriarty, you must have been short of money when you first started out as a hunter, right?"

Bai Miao nodded: "Indeed, I was penniless at the beginning."

That's true; the money for buying meat in Abyss Street came from the Plague Doctor.

Later, I made a small investment and turned the bloodstone I had into a million-fold profit.

"Then you should be able to understand how it feels when you're broke, right? You have to be careful with everything you buy and eat, and even then you find that you can't save any money at the end of the year. I've really had enough of that kind of life."

Hearst sighed, “Speaking of which, my grandfather recently wrote to me to inquire about my situation. I’ve been considering bringing my family to live in the city, but I’m worried that the Dracula clan will become targets for hunters once we move in. Now that Mr. Favre has expressed his opinion, can I bring them to the city without worry?”

Bai Miao looked troubled: "Miss Hearst, this matter needs further consideration. Your marriage to Yar City is not the same as the entire Dracula family moving back to Yar City. Unless you tell me what reason Mr. Hearst has for the Dracula family, I can make a judgment."

Bai Miao spoke with a serious expression: "Mr. Favre's principle for choosing prey is whether it will bring disaster to the city of Yar. Mr. Hearst was targeted by him, which is enough to show that he wanted to rely on you to accomplish a horrifying thing. Favre discovered this and hunted him down."

"So I'm worried that if your entire Dracula clan moves back to Yar City, and you're hiding something, it might attract Favre himself."

Hearst was so frightened she could hardly speak; Favre's behavior that night had left a deep scar on her.

She was quite conflicted. Mr. Hearst was not a handsome man; he was obese and had distorted features. She would never have married him if it weren't for his money.

Just when she had mentally prepared herself to get through her wedding night, Favre appeared and took the man's head.

The burning blood and the free evening breeze splashed onto her face, and she felt something deep within her awaken at that moment.

I think I've... forgotten some of the details from that time...

Bai Miao saw that Miss Hearst's mental form suddenly changed.

The half of her body that was originally covered by blood vessels suddenly emitted bursts of thick black fog, and Miss Hearst herself closed her eyes in pain.

"I didn't...I didn't kill him...it wasn't me..."

Hearst muttered, sweat beading on his forehead.

“Calm down, Miss Hearst. It was Mr. Favre who hunted down Mr. Hearst. I know that.”

Bai Miao gently patted Miss Hearst's shoulder to comfort her.

But at this moment, she fell into a deeper muttering, and the black mist emanating from her spiritual body became increasingly intense.

"You said his body was shriveled up... I don't know... Favre did it..."

Hearst's lips trembled, and he twisted his upper body, forcing Bai Miao to use all his strength to hold him down.

She's actually quite strong!

Bai Miao estimated that Miss Hearst's strength was around 20 points!

Gritting his teeth, Bai Miao took out silver needles from his backpack and stuck them into Miss Hearst's head. At the same time, he also shot a few needles at the black mist spreading across her spiritual body.

The moment the silver needle touched Miss Hearst's skin, blue smoke began to rise from it, making it even more effective against the black mist. Wherever the silver needle pierced her spirit body, the black mist receded like a tide, not daring to approach even a fraction closer.

Bai Miao simply inserted all the silver needles into the area, and then quickly removed them after the symptoms subsided.

"Ah! Ughhh!!"

Hearst clutched his head and wailed.

After the black mist completely dissipated, Hearst gradually opened his eyes, looking at Bai Miao with some guilt: "Dr. Moriarty... I... I..."

"It's alright... It seems that you were indeed deeply traumatized that night... I can now work part-time as a psychiatrist, and I've already given you some emergency treatment."

Bai Miao was pleasantly surprised to find that some of the blood vessels that had covered Hearst's mental body had also receded.

Originally, more than half of the body was covered by blood vessels, but now only half of the area remains.

So, these blood vessels are actually mutated parts? And Hearst's original spiritual body was purely human?!

This aligns with what Favre said: the spiritual beings within the city of Arl are not human, because Miss Hearst and her Dracula clan were driven out of Arl!

She wasn't really a person from Yar City.

If we could remove all of her blood vessels, would that cure her leg?

Dr. Lecter once analyzed that Miss Hearst's leg problem was psychological and related to her mental state.

Wait... if that's the case, then Lecter doesn't have the ability to heal?

How is this possible?

Bai Miao broke out in a cold sweat after realizing that this might be Lecter deliberately refusing to treat Hearst.

So what I'm doing now...

Bai Miao dared not think any further. He had already done it, and even if Lecter had any objections, he could just say he didn't know anything if asked.

Hearst's emotions were much more stable than before, but she still covered her face with her hands, not daring to look Bai Miao in the eye.

"Dr. Moriarty...did you hear me say something strange just now?"

"Have."

Bai Miao answered affirmatively.

"Do you...do you think I'm...a monster?"

Bai Miao wondered if Hearst's ramblings just now were memories hidden deep within his heart.

What else happened on their wedding night?

To get Hearst to say it herself, Bai Miao said sincerely, "Miss Hearst, I've made friends with many monsters in Abyss Street. They probably all have appearances that are hard for ordinary people to understand, but their hearts are very warm."

Looking back on his experiences in Abyss Street, Bai Miao truly felt that period of his life was a very valuable asset.

"Moreover, in my opinion, you are a very beautiful person, both inside and out."

"Well……"

A blush rose on Hearst's fair face. She quietly moved her hands down from her face, revealing only her eyes as she looked at Bai Miao.

“Dr. Moriarty…you are such a gentleman.”

"So what's the truth about that night?"

"...I take back what I just said."

Miss Hearst turned her head away angrily: "Dr. Moriarty, why are you so curious?"

"It relates to other secrets of the Dracula clan, and whether you will become the hunters' targets."

“Well… okay… it’s true that Favre killed my fiancé that night… but what happened afterward…”

Hearst hesitated for a moment as he said this.

“Tell me, Miss Hearst. Whatever the truth may be, I will accept it.”

These words gave Hearst immense confidence. She took a deep breath and nodded: "I felt deeply shocked at the time, but at the same time, the blood on my face tasted so sweet..."

"So I instinctively licked the blood from the corner of my mouth, and then I couldn't stop. By the time I realized what was happening, I had already sucked all the blood out of him through the cut on his neck..."

Hearst's gaze was like that of a child who had made a mistake, filled with a hint of pleading and unease.

“I understand, Miss Hearst. This may be the secret of the Dracula family. Your grandfather’s thirst for blood was probably not for animal blood, but for human blood, which is why the people of Arles drove them away.”

"Perhaps only in the remote snow-capped mountains, in the low temperature environment and far from people, can the symptoms of the Dracula clan be suppressed."

"So...what do you think of me?"

Hearst was still somewhat worried that he would attract hatred. If word got out that he was a bloodthirsty monster, whether it attracted hunters or was driven back to the snow mountain, it would be an unacceptable fate for Hearst.

"What would I think? Don't forget I'm a hunter. Can you control your bloodlust?"

Hearst nodded quickly: "Yes, I can. I've never drunk blood since that one time."

"Then there's no problem."

Seeing that Hearst still looked doubtful, Bai Miao smiled and took out a regular blood vial from his backpack: "Do you recognize this?"