Chapter 55 - Bloody Perversity (1/2)
Evan was interested in Sitreg`s words. He wanted a powerful weapon for himself, and if using of the ”Bloody Perversity” could help him to achieve that goal, he had no pity for the plant.
”All right, I agree. What will you do with it?” Evan asked seriously.
”I'll take the stem and use it in creating your weapon. I'll have to remove the leaves and roots of the plant. All of its useful properties will be lost, but we'll get a clean stem. When I've done that, you'll see for yourself how perfectly it will fit your order.” Sitreg said clearly.
Evan nodded.
”Okay, but will you make it in five days? It's just a seed. It takes a long time for the plant to grow, doesn't it?” Evan asked puzzled.
Sitreg shook his head in response.
”If it wasn't ”Bloody Perversity”, you'd be absolutely right. This plant will grow very quickly, in four days. However, it requires special conditions, namely blood, lots of blood, and preferably of a strong person, of a magician.”
Evan smiled and said quietly: ”Huh, so that's why you need me. So how much blood do you want to squeeze out of me?”
Sitreg scratched the back of his head and replied, ”Half a liter, I think that's enough.”
He didn't feel comfortable demanding something like that. Half a liter of blood was a lot of blood, after losing it Evan would feel bad enough.
”You sure you're not going to kill me, old man? Well, okay, I hope it works out and my sacrifices aren't in vain.” Evan joked.
”AHAHAHAHA, just trust me. Have a seat, I'll get you all set up.”
Evan's actions will seem silly to some, because how can you trust someone you've only known for a couple of days so much? Evan had left him rare materials, spent an impressive number of gold coins for the order, and now he was going to give half a liter of his blood. Of course, this may have been illogical and inconsiderate, and some might call Evan a gullible fool, but the young man thought differently.
More than anything, Evan believed in himself, and therefore in his decisions and feelings. He was sure that Sitreg would never deceive him. Evan's confidence was groundless, but he didn't need proof of Sitreg's honesty either. His unquestioning faith in himself and his choices were enough for him.
When they first met, Evan had determined what kind of man Sitreg was, so that was it. Evan was obviously not immune to betrayal by other people he believed in. But it happened very rarely and he had nothing much to complain about. He was well aware that everyone made mistakes, especially in relationships between people.
In a minute Sitreg brought a small, sharp dagger, some vials, and a couple of crimson leaves. Evan wasn't going to feel sorry for himself or be ceremonious so he simply said: ”Old man, put the vials under my hand, and I'll do everything by myself.”
Sitreg nodded and did as Evan had said.
Whoosh.
The next moment Evan took the dagger in his hands and, without a shadow of doubt on his face, made a deep cut in the wrist area. The blood quickly poured out and began to fill the vials. Cutting veins might not have been the smartest decision, but Evan knew what he was doing. The crimson leaves Sitreg had brought, were the ”Bloody Fern”, which easily could stop bleeding.
Now Sitreg had no money for such a plant, but he still had one from long ago. The lifespan of the ”Bloody Fern” was very long, so it was no surprise that Sitreg still had this plant.