"Once I agree to your terms, you’ll definitely do this and that to !"
Exactly.
Just like those Dark Elf customs that Svanni told about, you’ll surely swallow whole!
And faced with the unconcealed suspicion in Eliza’s eyes, Herbert rely smiled.
He blinked and asked curiously, like an inquisitive child, "What exactly do you an by ’this and that’? Can you tell in detail?"
"That definitely ans... huh? You’re trying to trick again?"
Halfway through her sentence, Eliza warily closed her mouth and bared her blood-stained sharp canine teeth at Herbert.
What’s the matter?
You damned fellow, how could you not know?
How could you possibly not know!
Do you think I’ve forgotten what you did to !!?
"...Hehe."
Under her glare of indignation, Herbert shrugged and didn’t press further on that topic, instead he asked, "Since you’re so unwilling, can you tell your reason for refusing?"
Reason?
After hearing this question, Eliza’s eyes clearly flickered. She turned her head slightly, pursed her lips.
Herbert: Oh?
He observed her expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, realized sothing, but didn’t ntion it, opting to hold back.
"...Not enough."
Eliza was silent for a mont, then turned back headstrong and declared:
"The price you’re offering now is just too low, you’re insulting , you’re insulting a powerful Vampire Prince!"
The vampire lady’s attitude wasn’t great, but Herbert laughed out loud at her words.
"Hehe."
Because he knew, the change he had been expecting finally ca.
Since Eliza was willing to negotiate, it ant that her heart already had an answer.
She agreed.
But now she wanted more.
"Still not enough?"
Suppressing his joy, Herbert replied seemingly displeased, "Don’t be too greedy, three vessels of Holy Blood is already quite a lot."
Their bargaining chips weren’t gold coins or treasures, naturally.
Nor were there promises like "I’ll do sothing big for you, and you help take soone down."
Blood.
Just like the citizens of so superpower with iron will, the two of them were—selling blood.
The young man offered his blood to the vampire as a sacrifice, while the vampire was to fulfill his wish.
At first glance, it seed the vampire had the upper hand, while the mortal was the exploited poor soul.
But in reality, it was exactly the opposite—the young man was the capitalist here.
The vampire stood firm, her eyes blazing, proclaid loudly, "Fifty! It must be fifty vessels! Less than this, I absolutely won’t agree."
The young man smiled, shook his head, countered, "Forty."
Tsk.
Clearly, she wavered a little, but then she tilted her head and pondered for a mont, continued firmly, "No! It’s fifty! Fifty ans fifty, this ti I won’t fall for it!"
The young man frowned, coldly said, "Don’t want forty? Fine, then how about thirty."
Eliza’s expression changed again, regretting not agreeing earlier.
But just as she was about to speak, her expression shifted once more, her lips moved, saying with a face full of conflict and in a strong tone, "No, that’s not enough! It’s fifty vessels!"
Seeing how insistent she was, Herbert took a deep breath and said slowly, "Then it’s thirty vessels of Holy Blood, with an additional three vessels of fresh blood daily during the trip."
Herbert also beca serious, and said earnestly:
"Eliza, this is my final offer, if you don’t agree, then this deal is off."
The young man’s expression was resolute, with a hint of impatience in his brows, as if he had reached his limit.
"Deal!"
At this mont, the vampire lady did not continue to insist, instead, she bead with joy, as if she was afraid Herbert would regret it.
She jumped up gleefully and spun around on the floor, and the court dress twirled with her.
"La la la~ Haha!"
After spinning several tis, she cheerily winked at the stupefied Herbert and teased, "You agreed! No backing out! Haha!"
Watching her triumphant display, Herbert blinked, his mouth twitching as he pressed his lips together tightly.
"You... sigh! Alright."
He lowered his head, raised a hand to cover his face, clenched his teeth, and after a while sighed helplessly.
Eliza, with her hands on her hips, chuckled teasingly, "Herbert, no take-backs! Haha~"
And Herbert, as if resigning to fate, nodded helplessly, "Don’t worry, since I’ve promised, I’ll definitely keep my word."
"Alright, since you’ve agreed, I have to go and prepare so other things. Be ready anyti, and wait for to co find you."
As the saying goes, a spirit glows with joy after a favorable event.
After finally besting Herbert once, Eliza was in a wonderful mood, radiating happiness all over.
"Off you go then~"
She waved off Herbert lazily, seeing the dejected Prison Warden off as he pushed the door to leave.
So much for the grand exit.JPG
Slam.
And the mont the door closed, the vampire lady could no longer hold back her expression, her once brilliant smile beca even more exaggerated.
"Oh↑Ha↑Ha↑Ha↑Ha↑"
She emitted an exaggerated laugh, stereotypically associated with a "blond twin-tail Ojou-sama."
After a good deal of triumphant laughter, she rummaged through her dress and triumphantly held up a palm-sized "doll."
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