In this day and age, there is no such thing as a nation ruled by the Bloods, and the vast majority of the Bloods hide their identities and live in the shadows.

However, in the culture of the Bloods, the Bloods believe that three thousand five hundred years ago, there was a country ruled by the Bloods on this continent.

In that country, whether it is the large number of humans, the noble elves, the dwarves who are good at crafting weapons, the feathers who soar in the sky, and even the dragons who destroy cities, they are all just food for the blood clan.

The Bloods rule over millions of humans with their astonishing wisdom.

At that time, every blood clan had their own pasture, and their food had many requirements for education level, age, and virginity in addition to simple meat requirements.

Nor would they suck the blood of wild beasts, barren slaves, as they do now, when every bloodline was an elegant gourmet.

The "Human Cooking Handbook" in Aino's current hand is a precious book from that era, which details the specific absorption methods of human beings.

Despite the barbarization of the Bloods now, Aino always remembered her grandmother's lesson to be ambitious and to be an erudite and elegant Blood.

In the face of Linde, a rare ingredient, the two sisters did not dare to slack off, and tried to make the food as delicious as possible.

The book records that the better the ingredients are eaten, the better the taste, so the blood sisters specially instructed Marven to spend a lot of money to buy a batch of good ingredients, although the money left to them by their grandmother is almost bottoming out.

The book states that the food must be properly cleaned, and the Blood Sisters instructed the slaves to take good care of the baths, and purchased new toiletries and hair removal tools.

The book records that the mood of the ingredients is different, and the taste experienced will be subtle, so the blood sisters specially asked the slaves to prepare a clown show.

......

Now, however, the Blood Sisters have a huge disagreement over how to eat the ingredients, similar to human debates about whether cold beef or sauced beef is better.

The fire of the silver candlestick flickered, and the already beautiful faces of the two sisters became even more elegant and dignified.

Aino slowly flipped the yellowed book to page 77 and expanded:

"My grandmother said that I shouldn't waste food, and that taking blood is the most important way to eat it now, and the book says so."

Blood collection is to use a knife to bleed the ingredients, and then put them in a cup and then drink, this way to drink blood, you can also add some spices to the cup, this way can prevent the ingredients from dying too quickly compared to penetrating bites.

"Aino, I really doubt that the two fangs in your pink little mouth are white or not."

Alice crossed her legs, she preferred the primitive and rough way of eating more than with Aino-

Bite your fangs directly into the other person's neck and suck it, and suck as much as you like while enjoying the desperate face of the other person.

Aino pursed his lips and whispered in defense:

"Hmm...... However, in this way, we can only enjoy a few meals. ”

"Let's just try to keep it under control."

Alice waved her hand and replied immediately.

Control?

Aino frowned, humans can make blood, so keeping humans in captivity and not letting them die in order to have more food is a long-term approach.

However, once the fangs are bitten into their necks, not only do the creatures being sucked experience the strange pleasure of pain and numbness, but their bloodlines are also extremely obsessed with the supreme pleasure of sucking blood.

Aino knew very well that once the fangs bit into the delicate skin, she would definitely not be able to hold it, and only by sucking the ingredients to death and drying them could she stop.

Their grandmother had taught Ano that she was still young and that in order to maintain her sanity, she should never suck humans with her fangs, it would be addictive.

Aino flashed his grandmother's cold face without any emotion in his mind, and said:

"But ......"

"Huh? But what is it? ”

Alice's tone gradually became impatient:

"I brought that white and fat nobleman from the castle, and I arranged and prepared the dinner, and now you have so much to do! Aino! ”

Aino was dumbfounded, her sister Alice was right.

Whether it was seducing the new lord this time or kidnapping the new lord last time, she did nothing, but kept persuading Alice to be careful.

Before leaving, her grandmother had clearly ordered her not to leave the town of Yanan without permission, to keep it secret, and to take care of her sister Alice.

She didn't do her grandmother's instructions properly.

Aino's heart was in a mess, and he could only hope that his grandmother would come back soon.

To change the subject, Aino asked:

"Alice, are you sure we tricked that Baron Linde? Isn't there any danger? ”

Alice crooked her lips and smiled:

"Huh? Sister Aino, what do you remember? When they came, didn't you use your Gnosis to feel each other's magical powers? Except for the arrogant little yellow hair, who was a third-order flame warlock, everyone else was just a little bread with no strength. ”

Aino felt that her sister was too arrogant now.

The biggest difference between the Bloods and humans is their powerful reborn bodies, but this powerful body is extremely vulnerable in the face of raging flames and blazing sunlight.

Aino reminded:

"Pyromancer, our bloodline has always been afraid of flames, Alice and the others need to be safe."

Hearing this, Alice couldn't help but show a trace of contempt, and waved her hands:

"Huh? My dear sister, I am really underestimated, rest assured, no matter what, I will never lose to a warlock with a lower level than me. ”

The flaming candle flame was reflected in Alice's pupils, and a cold killing intent seeped through it.

Unlike her docile sister, Alice had an extreme thirst for killing, a thirst for battle, when she tried to sell their sisters' mother when she was a child after her grandmother was converted into a blood clan and bit her alcoholic father to death.

However, by her grandmother's side, this desire of hers has been suppressed and buried.

When she was sipping wine in a tavern at night, when she was harassed by a scoundrel and lustful nobleman, she could easily tear the skin of the other person's mouth, but her grandmother told her to keep her sanity and not to make trouble.

When she was in the Warlock Academy, when she could defeat a fifth-order physical warlock by leaping over the ranks, her grandmother told her to deliberately admit defeat.

And now, with her grandmother finally gone, Alice feels more free than ever.

Alice picked up the glass, stretched out her slender cherry red snake head, and swept the rim of the glass, licking the remaining blood from the glass.

At this time, a female ** with a slea and a yellow face walked in:

"Master, Lord Marven, he's here with a guest."

Aino took out his pocket watch, four o'clock.

"Huh? Isn't dinner time the starting point? ”

Aino was a little puzzled, at this time, night had not yet fallen, and the sun outside was still dangerous.

However, at this time, a strong expectation emerged in Aino's heart.

She had only seen Linde once in the shadows before, and now, she subconsciously stepped out of her left foot, wanting to take a good look at the main course of today's sleepless night.