"Absolutely loyal?"
Li Mu almost laughed, but not from joy—he was laughing out of fury.
Mia, whom the old butler claimed was absolutely loyal, had actually made his heart race with a sense of danger.
He finally understood that neither the old duke nor the old butler was particularly intelligent.
The Sun Church had probably seen through the fact that the old duke was not clever enough yet stubborn to the bone. Knowing he would never hand over the Brandon Family's inherited treasure, the Crystal Skull, they had driven him to ruin. In the end, he had foolishly attacked the Twilight Church and been captured alive.
"Mia, did the old butler tell you what happened?" Li Mu asked calmly.
"Yes. Mia swears to serve Lord Brandon unto death," the dark elf Mia said respectfully, dropping to one knee with her head lowered.
"Good. This is the Blood Feast Goblet. With the old butler here to watch over you, drink the blood wine now." As Li Mu spoke, he took out the Blood Feast Goblet and handed it to Mia.
Mia accepted the Blood Feast Goblet. Sharp Shadow Magic Power pierced the blood vessels in her wrist, and under its force, her blood flowed into the goblet. She drained fully half of her own blood before filling it. Her hands trembling, she raised the goblet to her lips and slowly drank.
The blood wine brewed by the Blood Feast Goblet immediately transformed into Shadow Magic Power upon entering her mouth.
Mia could not bear it and fainted on the spot. As she slept, she began breaking through from LV69 to LV70.
"Old butler, please seal her power," Li Mu said coldly.
"Why?" the old butler asked in confusion.
"I have a special talent that allows me to sense her hostility toward