“Thralls?”

“Yes. You know how to create slaves, correct?”

“I know, but humans are not able to handle my blood. Moreover, it is useless to create slaves because they won’t be in their right minds.”

This had been the case with Maverick — monster that only coveted blood. Without its master, the vampire’s slave was merely a beast that followed its instincts.

“Yes, yes. But I heard from my teacher that thralls are different. He told me that if a person with a particularly strong mentality accepts the blood of an Origin, their ego will remain whole, and they will keep their abilities from when they were humans. As such, not everyone can be made into thralls…”

Romari continued while carefully studying Eugene’s expression. “However, it might be possible with this knight.”

“Sir, sir! Let’s try it. If we leave him like this, the big bear will die anyway, right?” Even Mirian chimed in.

“Hmm.”

Eugene looked down at Galfredik for a moment.

‘Galfredik is no ordinary human, and it definitely feels like a waste for him to die. It’s worth trying.’

After making his decision, Eugene raised Galfredik’s figure. After taking a breath, he sunk his fangs into the back of the knight’s neck. Blood and fluid began to leak from the tip of Eugene’s fangs and began permeating Galfredik’s blood vessels.

Fwooosh!

‘Hmm?’

Eugene was greatly surprised at the following sensation. It felt as if his entire body was engulfed in flames.

‘Keug...