Rose Iron Prison interrogation room, Kael wrapped the Death's Agent into a mummy with a rune-covered shroud and tied him to a cross, finally fastening a thick mask over his face.
"It's killing me, feels like I'm doing all the heavy lifting today as the injured one." Kael complained, rubbing his shoulder.
"You've worked hard, have something to drink to replenish yourself," Aiden handed Kael a cup of pig's blood, "and how about staying for a simple meal?"
"Aside from drinking blood, I don't have anything else I can eat," said Kael, holding the cup and spreading his hands.
"We have some here," Aiden said, turning his head and instructing the warden Flandre behind him, "Ask the canteen to fry a plate of pig's coagulated blood cubes for our helpful guest and stew a duck blood vermicelli soup without the fan si noodles, make it according to the High-Rank Bloodline's standards, and don't add any other ingredients, especially not garlic."
