Earl's Castle.
Tonight, Count Dracula will enjoy a rare delicacy, and no one is allowed to disturb him.
This is also the first time the Earl has eaten since taking office!
As is customary, after the Earl has eaten, it is the turn of the other blood slaves and servants to eat.
Therefore, all vampires have been waiting for this moment to arrive.
The dungeon.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey—"
Dracula had just taken a bite and tasted a bit of blood when he immediately felt nauseous and almost vomited.
He covered his nose with one hand and waved the other.
"Take it away, take it away now!"
Opposite him, the human woman was pale, with two bloody holes in her neck from which blood was slowly flowing.
The woman found the vampire's reaction somewhat amusing and took a step back.
"A vampire who's afraid of blood, this is the first time I've ever seen one."
"It's the Earl!"
Dracula emphasized,
"I'm not squeamish about blood, I just hate this stuff. It's disgusting, you know? Have you humans ever seen a dog eat poop? To me, bloodsucking is pretty much the same as a dog eating poop."
The woman's expression froze for a moment, not expecting this explanation.
Dracula rinsed his mouth repeatedly with water while talking to the woman.
“That didn’t count as eating, but I bit you. So it’s hard to call it the first embrace unless you’re exceptionally talented. How strong do you have to be? Probably like a forbidden prince, to withstand this kind of perfunctory first embrace.”
In Dracula's eyes, women were already dead.
He continued,
"Don't be too sad. Don't be reborn as a human in your next life. Look at all the races, only your human race is bullied every day. It makes me feel bad for you. Here, have a chicken leg."
In the dungeon, besides the woman and Dracula, there was a grill, a vent, and a pile of fresh ingredients.
According to Dracula's public explanation:
When humans see delicious food, they also become more delicious themselves!
Therefore, these are all prepared for women.
Dracula himself would never touch any human food!
no way!
He gave a chicken leg to the woman, while Dracula hugged the whole chicken and devoured it.
"You should be feeling dizzy, seeing double, and having difficulty breathing..."
The woman was somewhat surprised by Dracula's words.
Because none of what Dracula said happened to him.
To conceal her unusual behavior and to distract Dracula, the woman took the initiative to ask,
"My lord, how do you become stronger without drinking blood?"
Dracula had been waiting for her to ask.
"Absorb the essence of the moon! I lie in the coffin, take a nap, hehe, I'll be a viscount, take another nap, and I'll be an earl!"
From this perspective, Dracula's true talent... is very strong.
Because, even without drinking blood, he was able to grow to the level of an earl, which is quite terrifying.
Let's get back to you.
Dracula, with his back to the woman, was busy at the barbecue grill.
"If you've completed the Embrace, you'll now have two fangs and a craving for blood. The amount of blood you drink on your first feeding indicates the strength of your potential. I can't remember when I was embraced..."
She revealed two fangs.
Hungry.
I'm so hungry.
He finished the chicken leg in no time.
The woman had no appetite; the food tasted like wax.
Only the traces of blood left from the barbecue on the chicken leg bone became exceptionally delicious in the woman's mouth.
I'm so hungry.
I'm still so hungry.
We need to eat something...
Food, food, food...
The woman saw Dracula busy grilling and mechanically walked over.
The female vampire bit down hard on Dracula's neck.
This was her first time eating.
The greater the potential of a vampire, the larger the amount of food they consume on their first meal, and the greater the commotion of the blood river they create!
Dracula instinctively tried to resist, but was suppressed by the river of blood and could not move!
Dracula, on the verge of tears, raised his middle finger at the river of blood.
You have so much blood, if you want to cultivate a genius, give it to her!
I... am just... a... count...
Will... die...
Before Dracula fell into a coma, the female vampire's true name emerged from the river of blood.
She whispered in Dracula's ear,
"Remember, my name is Lilith."
...
pain.
Headache.
When Dracula woke up, he had a splitting headache.
He remembered everything that happened before he fell into a coma!
Dracula examined himself all over and found no wounds. Apart from feeling a little weak, he had no other problems.
Dracula began looking for his servants.
Empty! Empty! Empty!
Every room is empty!
"Where are they? Where are they?!"
Dracula was going crazy, nearly insane, on the verge of collapse.
"What about the vampire in my huge earl's castle?!"
The entire castle was permeated with a strong smell of blood, and there were pools of blood on the ground.
Are you looking for them?
A head rolled in a pool of blood, only stopping when it hit Dracula's boots.
Dracula glanced down.
"This, this is..."
This is the head of a viscount, whose power in the entire castle is second only to Dracula!
This powerful viscount, his eyes wide open, died a violent death, as if he had witnessed something terrifying. He couldn't even put up the most basic resistance before his sinful life came to an end!
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