In the darkroom, Mr. Pat turned pale. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info gloomily looked at the bright red cylindrical vessel that was tall in front of him.

Oh yes. Now we should probably call him Mr. Papitt.

"I need to know how long it will take for her to regain consciousness. Papitt asked.

Beside him was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed in white, dressed as a doctor. There were only two of them in the room, so it was natural for him to ask this question.

The doctor-looking man hesitated for a moment and then replied, "It depends on her own physical strength." As he spoke, he placed a hand on the tall vessel. If you look closely, you will see that it is actually a glass product. The vivid red color was emitted by the fresh blood in the container. Triss's entire body was soaked in it at the moment.

"While vampires have strong bodies, they are the least resistant to silver and toxins. Moreover, the other party used a toxin that I had never seen before. The toxin was still destroying her internal organs. I had no choice but to take conservative remedies, soaking her in fresh blood and adding some generic anti-poison to it. Her instincts push her to draw active ingredients from the surrounding bloodstream, which speeds up her self-healing. It's just that the blood in it needs to be replaced every certain amount of time. This is a bit of a hassle. During this period, I will study the toxin samples carefully and find out the detoxification method as soon as possible. The doctor lifted his glasses and explained.

"Please use my blood again. Papitt said with a blank face.

The doctor apparently refused to say, "You've bled enough." I've examined your blood sample before, and although your hematopoietic rate is much higher than normal, your blood is of rare high quality. But if you need to supply tens or hundreds of times the amount of blood flowing in your body in just a few days, even you must be unable to sustain it. ”

Papitt shook her head: "She's used to drinking my blood, and if she changes to someone else's, I'm afraid she won't get used to it." ”

"Rest assured, this is just a personal liking and dislike, and it doesn't mean that she has rejection or allergic reactions to other blood. I believe that before she met you, she often sucked other people's blood. Just like a picky eater, just because he doesn't like it doesn't mean he can't swallow the food he doesn't like......"

"Okay. The task of finding fresh blood is left to Dr. Black. But is there a quicker way to get her better?" asked Papitt again.

The doctor known as Blake thought for a moment and said, "It's not completely nothing, but it's more demanding. It takes at least one second-generation vampire's original blood to restore her instantly. ”

Papitt, who got the answer, said no more, perhaps he also understood the difficulty. It seems that Triss will not be able to recover anytime soon.

Blake took out a small notebook from his jacket pocket and recorded something: "I really don't understand what your body is made of. The blood that had flowed from the entire glass bucket was still standing safely, and even the wound on his arm disappeared without a trace. If you're not the son of the Duke, I'd like to dissect you. ”

Papitt just smiled, "Your brother White said the same thing." So he helped me a lot, so I cut off a large piece of my flesh and gave it to him for study. ”

Hearing this, Dr. Black's eyes lit up, and he secretly decided that he must be courteous to Papitt in the future: "It seems that he is doing well in Pelos that he can have a friend like you. Does he still spend all day in his room tinkering with his tattered alchemy?"

"Yes, he loves alchemy as much as you are with medicine. Your two brothers are very similar in a sense. Papitt replied in the affirmative.

Hearing this, Blake grimaced: "Don't compare me to him, don't." That's disgusting. ”

"If you really hate White so much, you're going to kick me out when I report his name to visit you. Do you know what he said when he told me that I could find you in trouble? "Hey, I heard you're going to the Holy Capital? If you have any difficulties, just go and trouble him. He's a nuisance, but he's not bad, you know, the kind of rotten good guy. "Papitt learned the alchemist White's flamboyant tone, "you two brothers are not frank at all. ”

"That old rascal, dare you say I'm a nasty, and the next time I see him, I'll have to give him some color." Dr. Blake didn't seem to grasp the point of Padett's words, and continued to curse his brother.

Papitt is grateful to Dr. Black for saving the dying Triss.

Travel back in time to when he and Triss were attacked by the Grey Men in the woods on the mountain. At that time, Triss's magic was completely helpless, so she had no choice but to suck Padett's blood and fight as a vampire.

Triss's body hardened greatly after sucking blood, and her mental strength seemed to have recovered. Coupled with the change of position from time to time, she was finally able to fight back and forth with the man in gray. And the other party's dagger can only cut a small cut on her every time.

Papitt was secretly surprised that there were only a handful of people who could match Triss in this state. He had only seen Marella, the head maid, defeat Triss. In this way, the gray-clothed man in front of him actually has the same strength as the six-pointed star. He moved faster than Marella, and the dagger cut countless blood marks on Triss's body.

Unfortunately, when the two were in the middle of a fierce battle, the man in gray seized the gap and took out some kind of special powder and smeared it on his weapon. Now it seems that it was a mixture of silver powder and poison.

After that, she let out a wail of pain every time the dagger was slashed at Triss. Silver powder is the nemesis of vampires, causing damage and giving them a sun-like burning sensation. Moreover, Triss's dagger cut out of the wound was bleeding constantly, and the mixed powder also blocked the vampire's powerful recovery ability.

Triss decided that the battle could not be dragged out any longer. If this continues, she will die from running dry and running out of blood. And her young master will fall into the hands of the other party.

So, deliberately leaking a big flaw, she was pierced in the abdomen by the dagger of the gray man, and she held back the severe pain while holding on to the other party's outstretched arm with both hands. The man in gray realized that it was too late, and Trissy's claws pierced the opponent's body and bit his teeth on the "prey".

The man in gray was sucked into a dry corpse in the blink of an eye. The enemy was defeated, and Triss fell to the ground.

She looked at Papitt running to her side with red eyes, and smiled and murmured, "I... Will you die, young master?"

Papitt looked at Triss, who was bleeding all over her body, and didn't know what to do for a while. All he knew was that he must not pull out the dagger in Triss's abdomen at this time, as the blood would gush out at once, and she would have to have more blood in her body.

"I feel... The blood kept pouring out......" Triss said, coughing up a few more mouthfuls of blood from her throat.

"Stop talking! I order you to shut up! Don't forget that you are my maid! Only I can let you die!" Papitt picked up the depleted Triss and pressed her mouth to her neck with one hand.

"Drink, as you normally would. ！”