There was no other way; even though it knew that its wings, once grown, would be taken away, it had no choice but to do it.

Otherwise, a gourmet who can't get his hands on chicken wings might end up eating the meat itself.

"This is me, struggling to survive!"

Why did it inexplicably ignite as an ingredient?

For this vampire grand duke who was once exceptionally glamorous, the saddest thing now is looking at El's roasted chicken wings.

The aroma wafted into his nose, and although it was extremely humiliating, Grand Duke Charles admitted that he was tempted.

Most humanoid monsters, especially vampires, have similar appetites to humans, aside from their love of blood.

So, because his wings smelled so good after being roasted, the vampire grand duke couldn't resist wanting to taste them.

"I smell so good! I never knew I could smell this good."

The humiliation of being turned into food brought tears to her eyes.

The craving and curiosity for grilled chicken wings made my mouth water.

The adventurers couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

Because El had already figured out Grand Duke Charles's thoughts, he placed a nearly roasted wing in front of it and waved it around.

"What's wrong? You look really hungry. Do you want some?"

The grilled chicken wings swayed in front of the vampire, emitting a honey-like aroma that mingled with the smell of roasted meat, further disturbing the vampire's already somewhat dazed state.

Its eyes swayed along with the swaying of the roasted chicken wings.

Left, right, left, right.

"These are my wings, no matter what. Could I... have a bite?"

Wanting to try out their own wings is just too much for a vampire.

Its wish went unanswered, so El removed the skewers and took a pair from the vampire as well.

"A devil! This guy is a devil! How can such a human exist?"

Grand Duke Charles wanted to shout, "I'd rather die than be humiliated, but it's good to be alive!"

Even in its current state, it has not given up the chance to escape or even fight back.

What if it gets lucky and El is careless, it's not impossible for it to succeed, right?

Humans need to have dreams, and so do vampires.

With this dream in mind, the vampire duke watched as El ate and drank his fill, bid farewell to the adventurers, and returned to his makeshift underground rest room.

"Human, you've eaten so many chicken wings, it's time to let me go. I swear I'll never hurt humans again."

"I know you're in a hurry, but I advise you not to rush. Let's talk about it later."

The vampire duke sensed that his appetite had not diminished, and he would continue to stay here as both a supplier and an ingredient.

So it panicked.

"No, what do you mean? You've already finished eating the chicken wings, what else do you want to do?"

"Yes, we've already finished eating the chicken wings, but as everyone knows, vampires can make more than just chicken wings."

Al smiled and showed the recipes he had written in his notebook to Grand Duke Charles.

"See that? There are so many dishes on it. What's a chicken wing?"

"Once everything's ready, I'm going to bleed some blood to make 'Mao Xue Wang' (a Sichuan dish), and also cut off some meat for grilling."

"No……"

The desolate woods echoed with the mournful cries of the vampire lord.