"… What?"
That was the only reaction I could have upon hearing the butler's statement. A vampire that can only drink a certain type of blood or else they'll die? And it's not O-type, AB-type, or anything like that either. It's a special, 'premium' blood?
"… I am sure it all sounds very confusing to you, but with due time, you will understand," the butler said with a conflicted expression. "My lady is not very good at expressing herself, so I will say this in her place…"
Suddenly, he dropped to one knee, and bowed before me, like a servant to a master.
"… Please save my lady. I beg of you."
"H-Hold on, hold on, hold on," I hurriedly said, shaking my head. "Explain this to me properly first—on your feet. Get off the ground—what if someone sees this? Are you crazy?"
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