Chapter 545

Kozer took a cup of red liquid and slowly poured it into his mouth.

Drew used his talent and ability today, and he didn't eat for a long time. Now he is really hungry. Watching kerzer slowly enjoy dinner, his throat itched unconsciously.

There are so few blood slaves in koze. Must all be the best?

He licked his lips, sat impolitely opposite kozer, picked up a glass of liquid that kozer hadn't moved and poured it into his mouth.

Keze didn't expect that he, as a noble, could have such a big face. For a moment, he took advantage of the loophole and wanted to grab the wine cup back. It was too late.

Drew glanced at him triumphantly and swallowed the liquid hungrily.

Half way down, he felt something was wrong.

How is this sweet?

Drew widened his eyes and put down the empty glass. As soon as he wanted to ask kerzer what the hell was going on, he was blocked by a flying tablecloth.

Drew stared at the snow-white tablecloth on his mouth, as if he couldn't believe that Ke Ze would treat himself like this.

"Things are finished, and you can go after eating." kozer's eyes looked colder than before, and his words were merciless.

Drew was so angry with his arrogant attitude that he didn't want to investigate why his dinner was so sweet. He muttered "neuropathy", then threw the bloody tablecloth aside and walked outside the ancient castle.

Tina gave Keze a complicated look and left the castle in the footsteps of her brother.

A faint light flashed in kozer's eyes. He put down his glass, swallowed the last liquid in his mouth and coughed gently.

"Master, are you all right?" Ron immediately came up worried. "Do you want to call a doctor?"

"No need." Ke Ze took a deep breath, forced down his nausea, motioned the maids to clean up the table, and walked slowly to the bedroom.

"Master, why don't you try the new blood slave?" a real worry flashed in Ron's eyes. "According to Dr. Brown, her blood composition can alleviate your condition."

"Forget it, today's energy is enough," cozer pressed his forehead and looked tired. "Next time."

"Dr. Brown said that the blood will begin to deteriorate immediately after leaving the human body. No matter how good silverware can store them perfectly... You'd better suck the blood of blood slaves directly," Ron advised. "Don't worry, they won't feel pain, they will only appreciate your favor..."

"You know, I hate that." kozer shook his head with boredom, and suddenly flashed the picture of his father holding a human woman.

Father's always gentle face was distorted by too much excitement, and the whole person exuded a frightening ferocious smell.

Not surprisingly, the woman finally died of excessive blood loss.

Probably since then, I have rejected this way of eating.

Ron saw that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't dare to talk again. In his heart, he was more in favor of Brown's plan.

It is the blood clan's favorite way to eat by directly piercing human skin with tusks. The owner doesn't like it, but he hasn't tried it.

When he has tried, he will naturally know the beauty of eating like this.

Ron quietly withdrew from kozer's bedroom with a trace of determination in his eyes.