Alwin had already filled several small containers while they were talking.
"Just ignore it. It's for my experiments," Alwin defended.
"Argh! This nutcase! Heal it right now. You think I can just watch Your Highness bleed for much longer. I'm feeling so compelled to heal it and I can hear so clearly every drip of your blood. Just seeing it is already making me furious!" Zion scolded.
The blood of the royal elves are very important to every elf especially after the Great War when only so few family members of the royal family were left.
Thus, listening and seeing it drip into glass containers was inciting anger deep inside Zion even if he was trying to be calm about it.
He understood Alwin loved his experiments so much but this was different.
"Have we ever taught you to use your blood even in your experiments?!
How dare you even allow yourself to get hurt like this?!