Chapter 262: I heard a chef is basically a scientist making edible stuff
Do we really have to attend all of these feasts?
Yes, yes we do. It was the custom here to hold a feast every time there was a guest, and it wasn’t just once, but on each day the guest stayed. So, yeah...I would have to power through this event every night.
But Natha told the Vampire Lord that I didn’t like taking my meal in public places--like the court hall--so the feast was now being held in the Lord’s quarters. Aside from the three vampires who attended yesterday, the other four vassals also came today. It seemed like they originally came for a meeting with Natha today, and extended their stay for the feast.
If you asked me how it felt to be surrounded by tall, pale, gorgeous people--you asked the wrong person. You had to ask their ’mother’, who for some reason stayed petite, unlike the other vampires.
For me, it was just a nice scenery, hehe. I wondered if they all looked good because they always ate high-quality food with a high content of mana. But probably because they were always on this hunt for mana, they all looked at me with interest.
No, no--they weren’t that suicidal to entertain the thought of drinking my blood with Natha by my side. But they did say they were interested in how potent my blood was.
I told you before that the high concentration of purified mana inside my system was comparable to liquor with high alcohol content. It was so thick that they would have to deconstruct the mana particle inside so they could absorb it without experiencing overdrive--which told me that if someday a vampire wanted to harm me, I could just pour my blood into their mouth and watch them seizing.
Or at least, that was the theory.
There was an excerpt from the vampire guideline book to never ask a druid for their blood even in an emergency, unless they had a way to dilute it. That was why no vampire had ever attempted to do it. But now they couldn’t help but be curious, especially because I was also half-human. They wondered if the potency was the same, and which was better between diluting it in pure water and diluting it in other drinks.
How do I say this; their curiosity was like a chef wondering the best way to process a puffer fish. Was it poisonous? Yes. Did it look tasty? Yes. Would they risk their life by pursuing it? Of course. Would they continue? Definitely.
Fascinating creatures, those chefs were.