Chapter 37 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When he arrived at the sacred grounds, Frey, who was guarding the place had sensed Reed’s position using the power of the blood, and so had long come to the mouth of the cavern to wait.

“Greetings, Patriarch.”

A somewhat haughty figure bowed deeply at Reed.

“Greetings, take me to the Fount of Blood, I want to feed.”

“Yes, Patriarch.”

This was the first time Reed would be consuming blood, and while it had been immersed with the Divine Spirit, and was full of mana, and could even be regarded as a miraculous substance that was no longer blood, he was still nervous inside.

When he came to the Fount of Blood and looked at the milky white liquid before him, it was really hard for Reed to imagine that blood was stored in there.

The Divine Spirit’s ability to keep blood fresh was in a radius of 100 rhents and covered the entire underground hall, so he did not need to directly drink from the pool itself.

The creation of the Fount of Blood was only to allow the blood to come into close contact with the Divine Spirit. The Divine Spirit’s ability to draw in mana made mana much more potent the closer it was to it.

On the side were over a dozen seats carved out of bluestone, and Reed followed Frey to sit down.

Another vampire brought a gem-studded vessel and filled it with the blood from the Fount of Blood before bringing it to the stone table in front of Reed.

Reed looked at the swirling milky white liquid in the round vessel.

Manablood

Restore 50 points of mana upon consumption.

Increases the recovery speed of vampires by 1000% after drinking and can heal wounds.

Explanation: Blood that soaks the sacred artifact of the vampires is infused with incredible energy.

Hiss…

Even if he had seen it before, Reed still felt amazed by it.

The blood soaked in mana could no longer be called blood, it was like a magic elixir exclusive to the vampires.

This effect made it even more powerful than a normal magic potion.

A vampire guard by the side took out an exquisite white porcelain cup and poured the manablood from the vessel into the cup.

He then handed it respectfully to Reed.

Reed reached out and took it.

Looking at the milk-like liquid in the cup, Reed gave it a sniff. It had a very refreshing smell and did not have the stench of blood.

He then drank it all in one gulp.

Reed tried to search for a taste, and the manablood was unexpectedly tasteless, almost like plain water. The only difference was that it had a stronger texture.

After the manablood entered his stomach, he felt a surge of heat in his body, and Reed instantly felt comfortable as his spirit immediately perked up.

The fatigue caused by flying from Grimm to the castle had immediately disappeared without a trace.

The results were perfect.

The vampire guard next to him immediately filled the two-finger tall cup again.

The round vessel could hold about three cups worth of liquid, and Reed estimated it to be around a liter.

After drinking it, the emptiness within his body caused by the lack of blood consumption immediately disappeared.

The effect of manablood on a vampire was far stronger than ordinary blood. If it was ordinary blood, Reed needed to consume at least three times the current amount.

Besides, a temporary buff had also appeared on his attribute panel.

Mana Surge: The recovery speed of health and mana is greatly increased. Duration 30 minutes.

While there was no specific value, Reed could feel that his mana recovery rate had increased by at least three times.

Manablood sure was magical.

Reed who was literally resurrected with full health was extremely perky and smiled as he looked at Frey.

“Thanks for your hard work, my child. The sacred ground is our roots. Once there are more humans in the castle, your responsibilities will be even greater.”

Frey shook his head, with an unconcealable pride in his aloof face.

“No, it is my honor to protect the sacred ground, my liege.”

Reed was also a little exasperated by the problem of the vampires having a way to call him every other minute. Father, Patriarch, My Liege, Lord Ancestor, these were all titles they referred him to.

He could not be bothered to correct them and just played along.

“All right, I’ll be heading off first. The vampires must prepare for the coming of humans.”

“Yes, Patriarch.”