�I am.�

10,000 years ago in the past.

�Before I realized the incarnation����The time when a bat hanging upside down in a heavenly cave was indifferently appreciating the world of light.

�One human fought the king of giants.�

Club House, Blood Night.

As I sprinted through the door, I could smell the heat of orgies and bai ting.

Most seemed bisexual.

�It is terrible.�

Inside the cages, men with bald heads and makeup were putting on a show wearing clothes made of leather straps.

Hunters paid attention to the red-colored alcohol on the table of the guests.

�Blood.�

Ryan asked.

�How can you be sure?�

Xenia swallowed her saliva instead of answering.

�����Right.�

�Welcome, Hunters.�

The club�s host, Eblon, greeted them at the bar.

He was black, had half of his head shaved, and had two piercings on his lower lip.

Catene approached.

�You seem to have lost your mind.�You know who we are and yet we are holding a festival like this?�

�What�s wrong with you?�selling blood?�Or are we drinking blood?�

�Of course you are.�

Fowler, with his Mega Gun loaded, thrust two barrels into her face.

�Ask one of them.�I�ll give you a cool grind.�

�now!�Don�t get excited.�

Eblon turned around with the gun in front of him, prepared a cocktail and placed it in front of Fowler.

�We are just bastards and bastards who get hit by purebloods.�To be honest, mongrels have a hard time getting blood.�If you kill one wrong person, you will be a fugitive for the rest of your life.�

Ryan asked.

�Then where do you get your blood?�

�Of course, I live with money.�If you go to the ghetto, you can get it for 10 silver per liter.�It may be bad food for a pureblood.� JrNovels.com