The initial forces were retreating step by step, even the elite blood descendants had suffered casualties.
This caused the Count standing at the top of the Scarlet Manor to show an extremely fierce expression, his left hand crazily pressing into the wound on his right wrist that was pierced by a silver cross.
Drip, drip... Blood dripped from the torn wound.
"Please stay calm, sir. We've only lost some useless corpses,"
said the private doctor - the Blood Bag Baron, who had always stood behind the count.
He stretched out his hand at this moment, touching the Count's shoulder area.
Immediately, a strand of blood vessel was connected to the count's body, delivering a kind of blood that could 'soothe the mind', calming the Count down.
The wound that the Count had gouged out healed immediately, and the cross embedded between his wrists was secured.
