Graeme Stein's eyes lit up slightly. Black Wizards lacked systematic education in Potions, and his own foundation was shaky to begin with.
At the Blood Curse Court, he had learned things in bits and pieces, so he was missing a great deal of basic knowledge. With the help of this pitiful little witch, he might be able to identify the names of many advanced potions in White Wizard society.
That would give him many advantages within the Blood Curse Court. It might even help him impress the clan elders, or perhaps earn the Blood Lord's praise!
At the thought of this, Graeme Stein's expression changed. He gave a sinister smile. "Don't worry. I won't eat you, little witch."
"You've already swallowed my heart's blood. As long as you die one more time and consume the blood of a Magic Creature, you'll become my blood servant."
"It's not the Vampire Transformation Curse. That's too advanced for you. This will only turn you into a blood servant with low intelligence, one I can control easily."
Patti's face was pale.
Graeme Stein smiled. "Although a blood servant won't be able to continue learning, it can at least retain some of the skills it possessed as a Wizard Apprentice. I only need some of your skills. After all, I'm not stupid. Controlling a White Wizard Apprentice is simply too difficult. I'd have to divert part of my attention to you every moment to suppress your little schemes."
"Even if I planted the Paralysis Curse in your body, I still wouldn't feel at ease. My way of doing things is to keep only obedient blood servants."
"Heh heh heh—"
Patti's face was pale, and her heart was filled with despair.
How could she possibly escape alive from this crowd of Black Wizards?
No matter how