But one thing was for certain, it could help him survive in this cruel world.
Just as a finger would retreat from a flame, or an ant would flee from danger, these instincts accumulated throughout thousands of years of evolution would never harm him.
A few minutes later, Murphy arrived at the outskirts of the woodland.
Here, a campfire was burning, next to it was a tent in which Lady Adel and Miss Phemys were laying. Milian was helping Lady Adel with changing bandages and medication.
As a butler serving the vampire nobles, Lady Adel's spiritual energy bag would never lack these first-aid supplies.
"Do you also possess spiritual energy talent?"
Murphy asked. Seeing Milian take several bottles of potions from Lady Adel's spiritual energy bag, he stood several steps away from the campfire and said:
"I've never seen you cast any spells."
