BITE ME THE HOLY OF HOLIES
08 BITE ME THE HOLY OF HOLIES

Callum realizes Zzaya's move is approaching him. Even before the girl had completely finished cleaning herself.

Callum is keeping an eye on Zzaya more than ever.

The girl stood in front of Callum with agitated gurgle but as if trying to remain calm.

Before speaking, Callum held Zzaya's hand tied to a fairly long iron chain, opened it with the key he had and removed the chain.

Zzaya felt that her hand was not shouldering anymore because it felt light and not as painful as before.

“Who are you?” ask Callum.

“Y–ya?”

“I don't like to repeat questions. Once, if not then I will kill you right now,” Callum said.

The aura of this man before him who was standing was actually colder than usual.

Callum's tall body makes Zzaya have to look up to see his face.

Callum's handsome face, for a moment makes Zzaya off his charms.

“I already know. But I'm so curious about you. You're testing me, right?”

Zzaya shook her head because she didn't understand what Callum was saying to her.

If it was about 'it', Zzaya also realized it. Only, if Callum says that he tested this man, of course it is not true.

Zzaya hasn't had any intentions all this time. He felt more anxious and afraid when his hope for life would be in vain.

Yeah, it would be like that.

Zzaya bit her lower lip strongly because she was really scared. The dried-up lips spit blood easily when Zzaya bit him.

Zzaya's two tiny hands squeezed the ends of her dress.

Zzaya lowered her head and was unable to respond to anything Callum had told her.

Callum held Zzaya's chin in a rough manner and made Zzaya try to get rid of Callum's hand.

Unfortunately, the manpower before him was stronger. Callum's one hand pulled Zzaya's waist to lock her movements.

Both are very close. Zzaya could feel the scent of Callum's breath so warm.

“Akhh, Mr. .. sa–sakit” moans Zzaya. As if unconcerned, Callum displayed a mocking smile that was barely noticeable.

“You want to test me? Just because you're a Devil, you think you can make my faith submit to you?” hiss Callum.

Zzaya continued to rebel as much as he could, but still the result was nil.

Again, Callum smelled the scent of blood so strong and sweet. Because the position of the two was so close, the scent of blood on Zzaya's injured lips completely burst out.

Callum noticed the blood flowing on Zzaya's dried lips.

“You have the scent of blood that only the Devil has. I suspected early on that there was something unusual about you,” Callum said.

“Say! If you want to survive, then say something!”

Still in Callum's control, Zzaya's reddened eyes held back tears.

“I don't know. Please ... it hurts, let me go, Tuan” please Zzaya.

“After you answer.”

Zzaya feels that his energy is wasted if he continues to try to free himself from Callum. But not for now. Zzaya hasn't been able to tell the man in front of her.

Zzaya tells the truth and Callum realizes it through the eyes of Zzaya who does not imply a lie.

Only, Callum is aware that Zzaya is a Devil because of the scent of blood he has. Of course, Satan has such powerful deceit and will make a person fall if he has such weak faith.

However, Callum is not part of those who have faith as big as a green bean seed. He was so suspended by his own faith.

Even an extraordinarily beautiful look stood before him like this once, he would not waver.

“It seems, I don't need any reason to let you live. I thought it would all be over if I killed you now”

“Please! I only know that my blood is cursed,” said Zzaya.

“I never wanted it once I refused it.”

Without letting go of her hand squeezing both sides of Zzaya's face, Callum continued to stare at the girl with his bright silver iris.

“Then?”

“I just don't let my blood be tasted by ants though. Animals as small as that will be crazy or sick” said Zzaya.

“How about human?”

Zzaya was surprised and shook her head quickly. For that question, Zzaya could not answer it.

He knew that something would happen if his blood was tasted by humans. Zzaya keeps his body from getting hurt.

If injured, he quickly covered it with a cloth so that the aroma did not burst. Although the aroma can not be felt by careless people, Zzaya just take care of himself and continue to be careful.

He realized that Callum was the first to taste the sweet scent of his blood.

That man, once told Zzaya, that if he finds a man who can breathe the sweet scent of his blood, he is the one chosen.

Callum, a man so great, full of blessings, full of firmness of faith, full of devotion to the Kingdom as well as Gods and Goddesses, full of the grace of holy power, it turns out Callum is the chosen man.

The man has very beautiful silver eyes.

Zzaya is not mistaken when he hopes that Callum will not kill him. Callum was the chosen one.

Zzaya wants to tell Callum, only he is still confused and still doesn't know much about himself.

It is like a puzzle to itself.

It's hard to explain it to Callum. Zzaya doesn't understand why.

Her lips were locked to that.

Callum smiled obliquely and removed Zzaya's face from his hands.

Zzaya thinks that there is nothing else after this and Callum will release him and kill him.

It turned out that the man removed his face only to wipe the blood on Zzaya's lips using his thumb.

“How ... with human?” ask Callum again.

Callum intends to taste the blood, but quickly, Zzaya screams to stop him.

“Do not! No ... Sir don't do it. That's dangerous”

“What's up?”

“Devil, you will become a Devil.”