Chapter 62: The blood pump is hitting the heart, you call this drawing blood?
After realizing Charles' extraordinary behavior, the Vampire Count suddenly realized something.
No wonder I smelled the scent of an ancient dragon on him.
Indeed, only freaks who can amaze an entire wizarding era are qualified to come into contact with creatures like ancient dragons.
It's even possible that just like Dumbledore had a phoenix loyal to him, the ancient dragon might even serve the Shire!
"But I am not just any ordinary person. I am not an ordinary vampire lord..."
"Vampires that suck human blood and vampires that suck dragon blood are completely two different beings."
"Whether it's the physical body or magic, under the guidance of the master, I have already become a vampire from another dimension!"
Blood was surging on the vampire Count's shattered body, and the body that was originally divided into five parts quickly gathered together.
Tissue buds grew out of the wound in an instant, and the almost dismembered wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original shape in a moment.
Not only that, his body was nearly twice as tall as before, and small scales similar to dragon scales grew on his body. Even his head had dragon spikes and horns, making him look like a fusion of a vampire and a fire dragon.
The Vampire Count roared with a dull dragon roar.
"You are able to force me to use my dragon blood form, little wizard. I'm afraid there will never be another amazing person like you in the magic world."
"But no matter how terrible your future will be, you haven't reached that point yet."
"Next, you will see what's special about me!"
When Charles saw that the Vampire Count had recovered from his injuries quickly and had entered the "second stage", veins on his forehead instantly popped up and his expression twisted, revealing his extreme rage.
"Did I not make myself clear enough?"
"How dare you waste my magic power and my dragon blood?!"
Ciel took a deep breath and then waved his wand wildly.
"The lightless sun."
"The lightless sun."
"Lightless Sun!"
Five balls of light, visible only to Ciel, flew towards the Vampire Count.
When surrounded by five rays of lightless sun, the Vampire Count looked at the empty space around him.
There was clearly nothing there, but he felt a great, creepy fear.
It seemed as if he would be annihilated by some horrible magic in the next moment!
The vampire Count, who had just been roaring proudly and preparing for a big fight, suddenly shouted at the fastest speed in his life.
"Don't cast the spell, I surrender!"
Charles stared at him with extremely dangerous eyes.
"Don't you want to show me what's special about you?"
The vampire lord forced a smile.
"I am very aware of the times."
"It's just three swimming pools of blood. I can donate it, can't I just donate it?"
Charles raised his eyebrows, and did not disperse the lightless sun immediately. Instead, he pointed at the blood pump that appeared on the ground beside him.
"So what are you waiting for? Connect it and draw blood yourself."
The vampire lord nodded repeatedly.
But after picking up the blood pump, he was a little troubled.
"Lord Ciel, where is the needle for this thing?"
"This is just such a thick old water pipe. It can't be inserted into a blood vessel."
"How do I draw blood?"
Charles said faintly.
"What kind of needle do you want?"
"How slowly does a needle draw blood?"
"You are a vampire, how can you still use the human method of drawing blood? Everyone's time is precious, can you be more efficient?"
"Come, I'll teach you a way to draw blood suitable for a vampire."
Immediately, Charles waved his wand, and the blood pump's pipe, which was thicker than a fist, floated up.
He held the water pipe, pointed it at the heart of the vampire count, and then, in front of the vampire count's wide-open eyes, stabbed it hard and stuffed it directly into the heart. "Connect it here, the blood pressure is high, and the blood pumping is fast."
"Come on, hurry up, get your heart pumping more and pumping out more blood!"
The vampire lord turned pale.
This is called blood drawing?
You call putting a blood pump against the heart drawing blood?!
I want to report it. I want to report it to the Society for the Protection of Humanoid and Magical Creatures in the wizarding world. Someone is abusing vampires!
But just as the Vampire Count's expression changed, Charles showed an unfriendly look.
"Why, are you dissatisfied with the way I taught you to draw blood?"
"Okay, maybe it's too tiring for you to move your heart and pump blood. I can help you a little bit."
As he spoke, Charles raised his foot, apparently trying to use external force to help the vampire Count pump blood.
The vampire Count's face instantly became more horrified, and he said repeatedly.
"No, no, don't bother me, Sir Charles. I can pump it myself!"
"I'm not exaggerating, but a vampire like me who sucks dragon blood has a strong heart."
"It's just three swimming pools, right? I'll be done in a short while. Sir Charles, take a rest. I'll do it myself!"
As he spoke, the vampire Count began beating his heart vigorously.
Bang, bang, bang. The sound like beating drums came from the exposed chest, dull and powerful, as if it really was a dragon's heart.
While the vampire Count was beating his heart, large streams of blood flowed from the blood pump into the swimming pool on the ground, forming an ever-expanding pool of blood inside.
The Vampire Count felt a little relieved and quite optimistic.
At this rate, three small swimming pools should be filled soon.
Although the amount of blood released was not small, for a vampire like him, it was at most some bruises and was not life-threatening.
Then I went back to Romania and smoked a few more dragons before coming back.
Anyway, his master is behind the dragon farm in Romania.
The fire dragon is a frequent guest on his table, and he is almost tired of eating it.
Although the mission failed, it was because he encountered a freak like Charles who had extraordinary means. I believe the master will not blame him too much.
At least he could confirm that Charles was related to the ancient dragon, which was already a great achievement.
If I could get the master to give me some tips, then dealing with Charles would be easy, right?
Next time, I must taste the blood of this monster that may not be born once in a generation in this magical world!
After he came to his senses, the Vampire Count looked towards the swimming pool.
According to the previous estimate of the blood pumping speed, the first swimming pool should be full by now, right?
What the Vampire Count didn't expect was that, as far as he could see, the first swimming pool was only covered with a shallow layer of blood.
There doesn't seem to be much difference at all.
This made him open his eyes wide.
"This, how is this possible?"
"I've clearly pumped out a lot of blood, so why is the blood in this swimming pool so shallow?"
When he looked at Charles with suspicion, Charles asked him a question.
"You are the vampire Count, you have a long life span, you must have lived for a long time, have you ever come into contact with any great mathematicians?"
Hearing this question, the Vampire Count didn't understand the meaning, but he still answered.
"I've seen it."
"I met a theologian when he was writing a book on natural philosophy, and I talked with him for a while."
Ciel showed a surprised expression and continued.
"Then you should have some knowledge in mathematics. Solving a simple elementary school math problem shouldn't be a problem for you."
The vampire Count showed a hint of curiosity and complacency on his face, and motioned for Charles to ask.
But the next question Charles asked made the vampire Count stunned.
"If you add water to a swimming pool at a rate of liter per second, and at the same time open the tap at the bottom of the pool and add water to the large vat at a rate of liters per second, how long will it take to fill the pool?"
(End of this chapter)
