Nun and Cat

"Of the Blood Feast."

Shade by the window immediately thought of the answer.

"Detective, don't say it out loud."

The doctor stopped Shade's bold attempt:

"Anyway, no matter why you want to taste demon blood, drinking a small amount shouldn't be too much of a problem for a Third Ring Arcanist like you. At worst, your esophagus will be corroded, or you'll go insane for a while. Besides, don't you already possess the power of 'Gluttony'? That will make it safer for you."

"What about ordinary people?"

The detailed rules of the final gathering were still unknown, but the blood Shade brought seemed meant to be shared with everyone. If it was too dangerous, he would not bring demon blood. If it was merely somewhat dangerous, he would still bring it. Sharing small amounts of only a few kinds of blood definitely would not last half an hour. That vampire god would certainly drag the gathering out until the final second before announcing its end. For safety's sake, Shade needed to bring several more varieties.

"That's hard to say. After all, no one has ever tried it."

The doctor scratched his head.

"Shade, what exactly are you planning to do? Are there demons in Middlesburg?"

"Not for the moment."

Shade answered casually, still hesitating inwardly over whether to bring Demon's Blood with him into the past.

Before Leisha used Dorothy's body that evening to continue Shade's lessons on the fairy tale "Sleeping Princess," Dorothy planned to use the afternoon to prepare the Ritual Matrix in Shade's attic, along with other arrangements that could increase the ritual's chance of success. Thus, she still left the doctor's clinic with Shade.

And since Luvia, as yesterday, would not be coming to the third floor of Shade's home to stargaze that night, she said