An Unintentional Remark

This really wasn't Solam's fault. He wasn't an encyclopedia; he couldn't possibly know everything. More importantly, Toril had never had anything like ancient vampires. Even if they existed on other planes, they were still entirely different things, so it was perfectly normal for Solam not to know.

Before Solam could come to his senses, Alfred spoke again. "Besides, a secret technique like that can't possibly be used without limit, can it?"

Solam was still thinking about ancient vampires and hadn't clearly heard what Alfred had said. Naturally, he had no idea how to answer, so he fell silent. And that silence only made Alfred more certain of his judgment.

Moreover, his guess couldn't really be considered wrong. If a secret technique like Annihilation Slash truly existed, there was no way it could be unleashed endlessly anytime and anywhere. Otherwise, it would be far too heaven-defying. So Alfred's line of reasoning wasn't wrong at all. The problem was that Solam had made up Annihilation Slash out of thin air. The very foundation was crooked, so no amount of speculation would help.

However, aside from Solam himself, only Violette knew that. Thus, seeing Solam's reaction, most of the others subconsciously believed what Alfred had said. After all, it seemed reasonable to them.

The slightly relaxed mood everyone had felt was immediately tensed once more. Alfred, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. Now, he truly had nothing to fear! That Annihilation Slash might indeed be formidable, but so what? Its power was limited, and it could only be used a limited number of times. To Alfred, it merely meant discarding a portion of his strength. It was nothing worth worrying about. As long as he remained alive, he could replenish his power by drinking blood again.

Meanwhile, Solam seemed to have