C297 The King of the Witch

Roya, the Alucard had no idea how long it had been since he felt this way.

It was a hazy feeling of being guided in his sleep, like a believer on a pilgrimage about to meet his god. Under this guidance, his thoughts were protected and numb, and his physical reaction seemed to be blocked.

Exhaustion was like an iceberg in the sea. Most of it was hidden under the water