189 - The Great Lord, Indeed

‘That color’s lovely.’

I gazed fondly at the bottle in my hand.

Inside was ruby-red blood I’d received from Lane, a Pureblood vampire.

High-grade blood, no less.

Thirty billion was a lot, but this was by far the greatest haul.

Rakesis, who was also a Pureblood, had tasted like sweet-and-sour tomato juice. This should be delicious, too, right?

On top of that, there was a way to make it taste even better.

We now had something in our estate that made blood incredibly delicious.

‘The oak blood barrel!’

Even low-grade blood tasted pretty good after being aged in it, and medium-grade blood was better still...