"Are you planning to turn these soldiers into vampires? Murphy! That's not right!"
"At least finish reading before you comment, Lord Kudell."
Murphy said in a resigned whisper:
"There's a premise to this. I mean, when they are critically injured and about to enter the World of Death, offering them a choice to continue fighting. This is fundamentally different from forcing them to become vampires."
"Giving them the choice between 'death' and 'becoming a vampire' is not a choice!"
Kudell reprimanded:
"And the members of the Blood Vulture Clan are limited, not everyone can undergo the Embrace, you're just dreaming."
"That brings me to the last card I've held onto."
At this point, Murphy stopped pretending.
He lightly flicked his finger, and a vial of Origin Blood jumped into his palm, under the gas light, the liquid refracted a strange glow in its glass container.
