Bazby was hearing the word 'traitor' from the other party's mouth for the first time... but Bazby didn't immediately take action against this vampire slayer.
What he absorbed was the essence of Marquis of Guda's life, the power of the highest level vampires within the clan... Even though he could adapt to this concentration of high-level aristocratic essence blood, the body functions would take a moment to adapt.
Of course, this period would not be too long.
"It seems... you've been calling me a traitor all this time." Bazby said indifferently, "But in reality, I don't have the slightest impression of who you are... So, what exactly are your grounds?"
"Have you forgotten so quickly?" Meila couldn't help but sneer, "We've only been apart for ten years, and you've already forgotten me... us, Bazby!"
Bazby... That indeed was his name.
