Sylene hesitated but nodded.
...He had to socialize sometimes. Besides Mavis, Grandma, occasionally Zirron, and a few people at the market, he really didn't talk to anyone…
"But I can't drink alcohol. I'm not of age yet."
Ivan looked like twenty-two or twenty-three years old human, but he must be older than that since he is a vampire hybrid. And now the hybrid looked dumbfounded. Ivan sighed heavily.
"...Yeah, what's my brain thinking? You're not even eighteen yet, and you're stronger than me… you really are that young…" the hybrid sighed again, defeated. "It's fine, you can drink juice. When we drink, we don't serve human blood—it's only normal drinks."
Sylene gulped but nodded. "Alright. Thank you. Just tell me when."
"Alright, boy. Now let's go fight!"
