The countess couldn't help but praise again.
Originally disliking the taste of human blood, she found herself unable to resist licking the crimson corner of her mouth.
Actually, the taste of human blood a hundred years ago wasn't so bad.
Back then, the blood had a smooth texture, was fine, had a slightly salty taste when it first hit the tongue, followed by a hint of sweetness on the back end.
But as people's living standards improved, dining on rich meats and fish became commonplace.
That's when the taste of human blood slowly started to worsen.
Thick, fishy, and grainy like a lump.
Especially the color, some people's blood had turned from a beautiful bright red to a disgustingly dark black.
However, the countess felt the man before her, brimming with confidence, must have delectably wonderful tasting blood~
She was already picturing herself, after drinking his blood, elegantly wiping her mouth with a handkerchief.
As for the young earl...
