Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

But Ermengarde didn't know that Lucifer had a little bit of mental mysophobia in his daily life.

"Unless one day my high blood pressure makes me lose my energy and blood, I rarely drink blood directly. I have the tools at home, so I can just draw the blood out when the time comes."

"So that's it?"

Ermengarde felt that he had learned a little more about the blood demon, or rather, some little-known facts about Lucifer.

But when she learned that Lucifer would not bite her personally, Ermengarde felt a little disappointed deep in her heart.

"Be good, I don't blame you, go play."

Faced with Lucifer's child-like rhetoric, Ermengarde was furious!

No matter what, she is the most outstanding lich in modern times. Don't be too much of a fool just because she is a blood demon prince!

So on the way home with Lucifer, Ermengarde didn't speak to Lucifer for a full five minutes.

Chapter 9: Ermengarde is convinced

Lucifer still took Ermengarde back home.

When he returned home, Lucifer remembered that there was a "watchdog" at home.

If Huafalin hadn't been lying there, staring at his blood wine cabinet with a covetous look, Lucifer wouldn't have slandered this blood demon.

Hearing the noise of Lucifer and the others returning, Huafalin quickly stopped drooling and jumped down from Lucifer's sofa.

"Report to the commander! I have completed the task you assigned me!"

Lucifer looked around every corner of his house.

To be honest, Huafalin has lived for hundreds of years and it's not just about talking and looking good.

Not only were the places that were supposed to be covered in dust cleaned up, but the bugs and mice in the dark corners were also driven out by Huafalin, and the entire old house looked brand new.

Perhaps judging from her housekeeping ability alone, Huafalin is qualified as a servant?

"Good."

After speaking a few words in a foreign language, Lucifer walked straight to his blood wine cabinet.

He picked out a bottle of blood wine marked with the name of the Ursus tribe and threw it to Huafalin.

"This is a reward for you."

Lucifer thought that he was not a vampire who liked to exploit people, and he had not completely forgotten the logic of following the principle of labor in exchange for rewards.

And Huafalin seems to be a little shameless.

"Well, I see there's another bottle of Vaifan... or Hippogriff would be fine too."

"Did I give you too much face?"

Seeing that his greedy plan failed, Huafalin was not discouraged. He thought that he had made a fortune by getting a bottle of high-quality blood wine from Ursus.

By then, Warfarin realized that there was a third person in the room, and it was the lich Ermengarde who had just gone out with Lucifer.

"Huh? Why are you back?"

"Well, since the meeting doesn't start until tomorrow, I plan to stay here for one night."

Only now did Ermengarde have the opportunity to observe the relationship between Lucifer and Warfarin.

If Warfarin is Lucifer's servant, then isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to live in my master's house openly?

Come to think of it, she always stayed in hotels or guesthouses when she traveled. She just got excited and didn't know why she became like this.

But Ermengarde did not regret it, instead she felt a little excited.

"Wow...Lucifer, you didn't hypnotize the girl, did you? Could it be that you actually like younger girls?"

Facing Huafalin's doubts and slanders, Lucifer refused to give in and continued to count his blood wine to see if it had been stolen by the dirty-handed blood demon.

"If you're worried that I might do something inappropriate to children and shouldn't be tolerated by the court, why don't you stay here too?"

Lucifer looked nonchalant.

This big old house was given to Lucifer by Lord Blood Demon because he thought Lucifer would have many servants. However, not a single room has been used until now.

And after experiencing Terra's unique lifespan-theorizing beating, Lucifer's XP system no longer cares about age. As long as he's lusty enough, not... has a good appetite, that's enough.

"It's not impossible. It doesn't matter whether I'm at home or not."

Huafalin agreed readily.

Instead of going back home and struggling with single-player life, it’s better to have some fun here in Lucifer.

"Please bring your own pillows and mattresses. Don't blame me if you get a stiff neck or catch a cold."

"It's okay. I can sleep in the wilderness. As long as I have a piece of land, it's fine."

Although Huafalin is not good at fighting and does not love war, as a blood demon who has lived for more than two hundred years, his physical condition is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Hmm..." But when Ermengarde learned that Warfarin would also stay tonight, she suddenly had a very subtle feeling.

It’s like a couple enjoying their own world are suddenly intruded by a third party.

Obviously I was here first...wait, from the timeline it seems that Huafalin was the one who came first? I was the third person who broke in?

Hiss... seems to be more exciting?

Just when the atmosphere became a little complicated, Lucifer suddenly took out a complete set of blood drawing equipment and placed it on the table.

"Until then, Ermengarde, you lie down on the sofa, and Warfarin, don't carry your blood wine."

Some blood demons who set relatively high moral standards usually have some research on human medicine. Lucifer and Warfarin, who are able to restrain their bloodthirsty impulses, are experts in drawing blood.

If there are some blood demons who are rebellious, becoming a doctor is a very good choice, and it can also effectively avoid medical disputes.

"What are we going to do, right here?"

Ermengarde sat back on the sofa, watching Lucifer and Warfarin fiddling with the syringes, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

It may seem like nothing if it's just drawing blood, but the surgeon and his assistant are two blood demons!

"The pain is only a momentary thing."

After saying that, Lucifer brought up the tool used to store Ermengarde's blood.

But Ermengarde looked like a barrel as big as his head.

Instantly, Ermengarde felt sweat pouring down her cheeks.

"Wait! You're not planning on filling this bucket?!"

"Otherwise, I said I wanted your blood but I didn't say how much."

Then, Lucifer showed a hideous smile of a conspirator who had succeeded.

Warfarin on the side understood what he meant, and immediately stopped Ermengarde who was about to use mud to oil the road, and took out a rope from somewhere to tie up Ermengarde.

"He'll die! He'll die from this amount!"

"Don't worry, it will be over soon."

"Don't do that kind of thing!"

There were earth-shattering screams coming from Lucifer's old house, but no one cared.

However, Lucifer did not draw a full bucket of blood after all, he only drew the amount of two syringes of Ermengarde's blood.

After all, he didn't really want to kill Ermengarde. Secondly, if there was too much of a certain kind of blood, its value would depreciate.

But there are always exceptions.

"Why did you only take this little bit?"

Oh no, there really is a crazy blood demon here.

“Recycling is not a shame, it’s not a shame to exhaust the pond and catch all the fish.”

That being said, Ermengarde hugged herself and huddled in the corner of the sofa, like a wronged young wife.

Ermengarde wanted to squeeze out a few tears from the corners of her eyes to cover up her pitifulness, but when she saw Lucifer driving away Warfarin and carefully preserving her two tubes of blood, she couldn't cry anymore.

She thought she was "lively and optimistic" enough to give Fremont a headache, but she didn't expect there was another master.

Are all blood demons like this?

The family members have learned a lot.

After taking a short while to calm his complicated emotions, Lucifer also collected the blood.

"Now, we have a new problem."

Lucifer's words attracted the attention of Ermengarde and Warfarin.

"Can any of us cook?"

"..."

Silence is the silence of Cambridge tonight, as quiet as death.

Chapter 10: Na))))))

Lucifer still had some skills in his previous life, but after coming to Terra and being a blood demon for a hundred years, he has completely turned into a blood demon.

The only food they consumed was blood, and in Lucifer's house, there was no bowls, chopsticks, pots or spoons, the only seasoning was alcohol.

Besides, food seasonings in Terra were notoriously rare. In the entire city of Kazdel, the only place that had rare products like salt and saccharin was probably the Demon King's Palace.

Fortunately, most of the Sarkaz royal court members do not need to obtain nutrition and energy in the same way as normal people do, otherwise Lucifer would have starved to death long ago.

As for Warfarin, needless to say, most of the blood she ingested came from Lucifer.

It would be fine if it was just him and Warfarin tonight, but there happened to be Ermengarde, and the lich obviously couldn't eat together with the blood demon.

Looking at Lucifer and Warfarin's dumbfounded expressions, Ermengarde sighed deeply.

She should have guessed the blood demon's living habits long ago.

Fortunately, Ermengarde always carries some food with her when she travels far away, just in case.

"Well, you have to have a fire here, right?"