Redert at another table cleared his throat. "Lilian~"
Lilian immediately turned around. "Oops. Sorry, honey. I'm just kidding."
The woman chuckled, seeing the surprise in Amos' eyes and her husband's jealousy. Then she looked back at Amos, this time more seriously.
"You're such a sweet little puppy. I might help you if you come here once a month and give me some of your blood."
Redert interrupted from behind. "Honey, you don't have to ask him for his blood."
Lilian replied a little louder. "No problem, it's up to him. I'll only help if he gives me his blood."
Amos paused for a moment. "My blood? What will you do with my blood?"
"I'll just take a few hundred milliliters and store it in a bottle. It won't hurt, you won't die from it."
Amos lowered his head. "But you promised to help me?"
Lilian nodded. "Yes, I'll open your third eye and prepare your body to make the pact and accept your demon."
Amos took a deep breath. He felt nervous. "Will it hurt?"
