Before the figure in the blood pool could speak, Harris of Mouse Tail Alley continued loudly-
"I have the blood of infants and virgins. Even if they die after you feed on them once, it doesn't matter, because Mouse Tail Alley has an endless supply of such things.
"And occasionally, I even come across some down-and-out nobles.
"Their blood will be the main course at your dinner table!
"All we need...
"Is to work together!"
Harris laid out everything he could offer in a single breath.
He was extremely confident in his terms.
He knew how tempting blood was to the Blood Clan member before him.
Unlike the rumored Blood Scion, this member of the Blood Clan was clearly reveling in the pleasure of blood.
For Harris, that was perfect!
At once, the newly appointed head of Mouse Tail Alley felt even more certain of success.
And indeed, he was right.
At Harris's words, the figure in the blood pool opened his eyes, their scarlet glow brimming with greed.
"Not enough!"
Harris smiled.
It was not a smile born of overwhelming anger.
It was the smile of someone who had victory in the bag.
No rejection meant success.
Harris straightened and spoke with utmost seriousness.
"We can discuss the details!"
In Earta Square, carriages loaded with large wooden barrels stood in neat rows. Using only hand gestures, Edwin directed his men to swiftly carry the barrels into the clock tower.
Arthur and Malinda stood side by side at the entrance to the secret passage.
Both looked surprised as they stared into the dark entrance and listened to the voices coming from within.
It was not Harris who surprised them.
It was the member of the Blood Clan.
Something was wrong!
The young Medium and the Lady of the Long