Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Chapter 51.4 - Maya Evergreen

"Sorry," Maya uttered, her voice carrying a mixture of emotions as she immediately leaped over him. The transition from the intensity of the training session to the private conversation was seamless.

"It is fine. You may go as you wish." He said while looking around for a little while. "But Senior Maya."

His voice stopped her for a second, looking at him from close. "Please cast a small barrier. Nobody should see us, right?"

There was a reason why Astron was always careful while training inside the rooms. He always checked if he was being watched or not since there were many demon spies inside both the academy and the government.

"Un….."

Closing her eyes briefly, Maya tapped into her proficiency with mana. She weaved a subtle barrier around them, ensuring their conversation would remain private and shielded from prying eyes.

Once the barrier was in place, she looked at Astron, seeking confirmation.

"Is this enough?" she asked, her crimson eyes meeting his.

The barrier would serve its purpose, allowing them the freedom to converse without the risk of unwanted observers.

"Yes, that is enough." Astron, after a moment's consideration, nodded in approval as he looked into her eyes. "You may go as you wish." His words were calm as if he was already expecting such a thing to happen anyway.

"T-then….Pardon my intrusion."

Without waiting for a response, Maya pushed him to the ground with a gentle yet deliberate force. She moved with a fluidity that belied her vampiric strength, effortlessly climbing over him. Of course, he didn't resist in any case, as if he had trusted her enough to let her move as she pleased.

The atmosphere within the small barrier intensified, charged with unspoken tension and anticipation. Maya's actions were a dance on the thread of her sanity and identity….As a vampire and as a human alone.

As she hovered over him, her crimson eyes fixated on the fresh wounds on his arm. Without hesitation, she leaned down, her tongue tracing the lines of the cut.

SLURP!

The intimate act held a strange mix of primal desire and an unspoken connection as Maya sought solace in the taste of his blood.

'It is tasty...This is it…..This is the one….'

She couldn't help but marvel at the taste. Even tasting a little blood flowing out of his veins was enough to make her intoxicated by the feeling.

'More…..More…..'

She finished licking the wound on his arm, savoring the last drops before raising her eyes. This time, her gaze moved upward, locking onto his neck. The pale skin under the sparring room's lighting looked enticing, and Maya felt herself losing control of the desire that gnawed at her.

"Your….." She mumbled as she opened her mouth.

"My?"

"Your neck is really pretty."

"..."

In an instant, driven by an insatiable thirst and a yearning she couldn't suppress, Maya bit into his neck.

"Urghk-"

A small groan left his mouth, a reaction out of small pain. His body twitched a little at the foreign intrusion, but after a second, he calmed himself down.

The room echoed with the sound of her actions, a delicate dance between vulnerability and desire.

GULP! GULP!

The crimson hue of her eyes intensified as the taste of his blood surged through her senses, momentarily drowning out the complexities of her existence.

However, this time, she wasn't as desperate as she was before. Rather than drinking like a madman, she savored the taste. She also didn't want to put too much of a strain on his body, as she felt like he was fragile enough to break under her force.

"Haaaah…..Haaah…."

Yet, as the moments passed, she flinched, a sudden realization hitting her. She stopped, her fangs withdrawing from his neck, as she heard him breathing heavily.

'Wait….'

The sound snapped her back to the reality of the situation, her eyes widening as she assessed the state of her junior.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice a mixture of concern and guilt.

"It is fine; it wasn't that long this time." He answered as he touched the small scar on his neck. Since this time, Sylvie's blessing hasn't been there, and his physical attributes aren't strong enough to satisfy her body and demands.

"T-that…." Maya lowered her head as she looked at his body.

'Is he strong or weak?'

She couldn't discern the truth. Since they were this close and Maya could basically feel his skin, she could also see the strength he held, and undoubtedly, he was nowhere near enough to be stronger than her.

From this close, it was nearly impossible to conceal one's own rank unless that said person was a [Venerate].

But, it was impossible for him to be a [Venerate]. It was out of the question. Thus, she was left with one option.

"Do I smell?" His question took her by surprise, and for a moment, Maya was caught off guard.

"What?" she stammered, uncertain of how to respond.

"You had been….. smelling me."

"Oh, no. You don't smell bad at all," she assured him, realizing the confusion in his words. In fact, to her heightened senses, he had a rather pleasant scent, a mix of his own unique aroma and the lingering sweat from the training.

"I mean, you smell good," she murmured almost unintentionally, her gaze dropping for a moment.

He nodded, "Uh, well, good to hear, I guess. That was a bit embarrassing."

Maya shook her head, trying to divert her attention. Yet, the proximity, the scent, and the lingering thirst within her led her to a familiar path.