Vampire Lord's Demonic Wives

Zoravec stood there behind Blake while he was getting his healing done. It was obvious they had to wait for the healer elf to get done before they could question him anything. Blake was equally stunned upon not sensing any pain. He wished to know more about this, both of the guys impatiently started whispering.

"Don't tell me you are thinking of something like a painkiller or numbing magic?"

Blake leaned towards Zoravec to ask him, it was obvious by now that they both could possibly guess each other's thoughts. Both of them had passed the tests upon observation and witty thinking.

Blake could sense that Zoravec had a pattern of thinking and stressed the details about every matter. On the other hand, Zoravec was aware by now that Blake was endlessly trying to follow his lead. And in the end both guys would be able to benefit each other since there was a long way to go now after being selected.

Zoravec looked at Blake and smiled as he leaned in and whispered back. However, his eyes were still fixated on Blake's wrist, the circular band of blood streak got absorbed within his skin after glowing for some time. It fascinated Zoravec that the healer was able to do that within just a few minutes.

"I'm not sure if that is the case because your own blood can't numb the painful sensations. Right? There must be something else which served that purpose."

Blake saw him carefully and shifted his eyes back towards the wrist when he whispered again. Zoravec was impressed that Blake easily concluded the hypothesis.

"Maybe the mantra was the code key of healing? But what did my blood have to do with it? It's not like blood has any significance in this matter to begin with."

He focused on what exactly Zoravec had been thinking about, there was no way their human blood could do anything magical. Well, obviously Zoravec's blood was not included in the theory.

"Mm. That is what I'm thinking. Is there anything about our blood components which we do not know?"

Zoravec knew it was not possible but somewhere his hunch was saying something else and he had to confirm it. However, the healer on the other hand was impressed by the unsettled curiosity of the young ones.

The healer opened his emerald eyes and smiled at Blake as he let go of his hand. He deliberately paused for a brief moment so Blake could move his wrist and check if he experienced any pain. After Blake was done with the check ups, the healer spoke to him with a confident smile.

"Your wrist is healed. Your system must have displayed the statistics by now."

It appeared that the healer knew what he had been talking about. His words stunned both of the guys and they exchanged a curious look. It did not take long that the ding sound popped in Blake's head and the statistics appeared.

[Name: Blake Westwood]

[Race: Human]

[Status: Ordinary human]

[Level: 1]

[Exp: 0/100]

[HP:100/100]

[Energy: 30/30]

[Blood type: AB Positive]

[Element: Fire]

[Strength: 1]

[Perception: 1]

[Agility: Null]

[Speed: Null]

[Bravery: 1]

[Intelligence: 3]

[Charm: Null]

[Regeneration: Null]

[Recreation: Does not exist]

[Bloodline acquisition: Does not exist]

[Toxin immunity: Null]

[Limitations: Unknown]

[Weapons expertise: Medium]

Blake took a few moments before speaking to Zoravec, he was amazed how his stats were displayed. The healer was an elf and since the vampiric jury already made it clear that the tech was made by the elven race. It was obvious that the healer must have knowledge about it and Zoravec wanted to seize the chance.

He could not simply activate the system without knowing its access and limitations. And since the healer was there it was the golden chance for him to proceed. Zoravec was soured that since the elf healer was not a part of the pentagon, he would definitely give him a proper reply.

"This is super cool! I can see all my statistics. Although they are not impressive but this record will definitely help in improvements."

Blake turned his head towards the healer and spoke to him with a cheerful tone. He was sure that the statistics would definitely increase when they would be allowed inside the training base.

It would be obvious that the army training would help them grow stronger. Although there were a few statistics which Blake did not know about, he could not grasp any reason regarding how those would be activated. Since he was not a dhampir who could possess those last few traits, then why was Blake having those in his system in the first place?

"That is amazing. Your wrist is healed and the statistics are showing up in your system. Both things are working perfectly. You may empty the spot for the next person. Thank you!"

The healer politely informed Blake about the whole thing, whereas Zoravec was still curious about a lot of things.

He nodded at Blake to assure him that he would ask those things. Blake reciprocated the expression and stood up from the chair, he did not leave the place instead waited for Zoravec. They both had already displayed the bonding a lot of times by now and did not intend to backstab like Clara.

Zoravec reluctantly sat in the chair as he did not want to get exposed. He knew his status was neither a dhampir nor a noble blood vampire. It made Zoravec cautious and conscious about his status and identity. He extended his arm and placed it in front of the healer and was sure that he might be able to guess his little secret easily.

Before the healer could touch his arm to split the skin, Zoravec started to speak immediately. How could he let the chance slide of learning about the whole system thing from him. The healer seemed to be impressed and mildly stunned by his insightful and curious questions.

Both of them exchanged a meaningful look while Blake stood behind the chair closely to hear the conversation.

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