Dace·Dracula couldn't figure it out. Her heart was filled with awe for Sivis, and even a little bit of strange fondness.
A person of such power had no need to flatter her.
Right now, she was just a phantom, with no combat ability, no threat.
Yet he had told her such precious information.
She had received this gift, which could save her life, for free...
She felt a bit guilty.
Dace·Dracula's expression was hazy.
Sivis stood in place, feeling a sense of confidence.
He knew he had fooled her.
At the moment, the information was of low value in his own intelligence database, but for Dace·Dracula, it was a matter of life and death.
The Blood Clan was a rather special faction among the Evil God ranks. They valued loyalty, and despite their extremely brutal, cruel, and cold-blooded nature, they somehow possessed some virtues.
They were extremely savage and violent toward the weak, but for the strong, they had a strange kind of respect, and they understood gratitude.
