"Why not?"
Feno leaned over, held Felicity's struggling knees with one hand, and squinted his eyes to peek into the blood in his narrow mouth.
The lips that could not be closed trembled uncontrollably due to fear, and the scarlet inner wall of the mouth still had scars that had not yet healed. It was not difficult for him to imagine how Ludwig pressed the saint to eat... just like what he was doing now. At that time, the saint without any scriptures around her was just an ordinary girl with no resistance.
Unlike the high and cold Moon God at that time, the new moon in front of him has not yet grown up and is still ignorant... He doesn't even know his true identity.
Too dangerous...
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