Chapter 45 A look at his home

"Yes, what about the results ......?"
I asked hesitantly.
"I'm sorry, your blood test results are very bad, your health is so bad, so you may only have three months compared to a normal person, Jenny, I ......"
"It's okay, thank you, I'll cherish this time and get back to you when I can."
I hung up the phone in a hurry, tears welling up from my eyes.
I thought I would be that special person, but the end result told me I was wrong.
But I won't regret it.
I wiped away my tears and headed back to the car, where Klopp had everything ready to drive.
Sitting in the car, Klopp gave me a sideways glance.
"Are you ready? Whatever is to come, I hope you will be brave and determined to choose me."
Klopp said to me seriously.
I nod my head in response.
Neither Anna nor Ike are of Klopp's race, so they can't come back with us.
The car left the city that I knew so well and made its way to the west.
I remembered the words of Mrs. Olaton, who said that my hope of living was in the West.
It is possible that that is Klopp's home.
I leaned back in the car to sleep, and I don't know how long it was before Klopp's voice came to my ears calling out to me.
I struggled to open my eyes and found that it was late at night.
"Jenny, look at me ......"
Klopp looked at me with tear stains on his face, anxious and sad.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
As I spoke, I realized that my body seemed to have become very weak and I had no strength at all.
"Jenny, you just bled a lot and I was scared, you said you were going to live right?"
Klopp held my face in his hands, his voice almost begging.
"I will live, Mrs. Olaton told me, and my hope of living ...... is in the West."
I tried to lift my finger to the front, but with each additional word I spoke, the feeling of tiredness increased a little.
Klopp looked in the direction I was pointing and seemed to think of something.
A foot on the gas pedal, taking me on a wild ride down the highway, despite the seat belt I was wearing, but my body still swayed from side to side with the body.
I kept holding on and made myself open my eyes, I wanted to take a look, where his home was and what it looked like.
Until the sun came up, I saw a luxurious palace not far away.
"Jenny, that's my home ......"
Klopp said with tears running down her face once again as she looked at me.
This time, even his voice was trembling.
That palace is getting closer and closer.
The limo stopped and Klopp hurriedly got out of the car.
"Your honorable prince, welcome back."
An old man with white hair in a black suit stood at the front door and bowed to him.
Klopp said something to him, walked to the other side of the limo and opened the door and carried me out.
I used my last strength to open my eyes and look at what was in front of me.
The white exterior of the palace, with its large and small houses connected together, is like a castle in a fairy tale.
Klopp hurried through the door with me in his arms.
I realized that there is a rose garden here as well as in the manor.
In the square stood huge golden statues, with human bodies and bat wings.
On the base is a line engraved in gilt: Great King of the Blood - Sarnus.
Before Klopp walked through the door, I couldn't hold myself up any longer and slowly closed my eyes.
"Klopp......"
That was the last call I made, but I didn't have time to hear his response.
I opened my eyes once again and I was lying in a big soft bed covered with a velvet blanket.
"Your Highness, we have done our best, but she is always human, and a union with a blood race is destined to be only a tragedy."
A man in a black cloak said with an apologetic voice, sounding like he should be an old man.
"I don't believe it, there has to be a way."
Klopp still refuses to give up.
"Your Highness, what can you do in this matter, when even the most powerful princes have not been able to change the tragedy? Her body will grow weaker and weaker until she dies of blood loss and shock."
The cloaked old man bowed helplessly to Klopp.
When he looked over at me, he noticed that I had woken up and stood up straight to give Klopp a look.
The cloaked old man left the room and Klopp turned his back on me and fell into silence.
"Klopp."
I called out to him and tried to sit up.
Klopp looked back at me, his eyes full of sadness and despair.
He slowly walked to my side, sat on the edge of the bed, took my hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of my hand, burning tears dripped on my hand, and his body trembled.
"What should I do to save you?"
Klopp held my hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
"I'm sure Mrs. Olaton wouldn't lie to me, we just might not be looking for the right approach."
I comforted him.
Klopp was silent for a moment and looked up at me.
"The most likely person to know the answer to this matter would be my father, Jenny, when I return."
Klopp finished, stood up and walked out.
I just closed my eyes to rest for a while, and just saying a few words made me feel as tired as if I had run a marathon.
"Just about dead, but still a very beautiful human being."
Peter's voice was heard in my ear.
My eyes snapped open and I wondered when he entered the room and I actually didn't hear anything.
"What a surprise, back then a human died because of my father, and now, another human is dying because of Klopp, who, sadly, ridiculously thinks he can still save you."
Peter taunted me.
"I will live, and I will live well!"
I struggled to maintain what little strength I had left and said to him, "I'll try to live for Klopp, too.
"He was very fond of you, and as his brother, I've never seen him look so sad, it was heartbreaking."
Peter spoke with an obvious smile on his face.
He must not want Klopp to be sad, he's just a big jerk.
"What exactly do you want to say to me?"
I questioned Peter intently, even though he was the vampire prince who could decide whether I lived or died.
"I just want to tell you that I happen to know what you have to do to survive, and that is you have to get half of Klopp's life energy."
Peter said.
I didn't know what to say to that, and I didn't know what would happen to Klopp who had lost that half of his life energy.
But my gut tells me that I can't trust him.
"Of course, Klopp is of noble status, how could he sacrifice thousands of years of his life for a humble human being? So you will only end up with a miserable death, and Klopp will have other women and forget about you."
Peter said with a sneer.
"Have you said enough?"
Klopp angrily pushed the door open and walked in, questioning in a stern voice.