"Take a break, didn't we say we wouldn't meet until noon?" Belle casually unscrewed the cap of the canteen.
"But the Lich didn't need rest," William appeared somewhat disappointed, "they should have prepared some entertainment for us."
"Pfft!" On the other side, a servant who had taken the first sip from the canteen immediately spat it out, spraying blood everywhere.
Belle froze with the canteen in her hand, silently screwing the cap back on.
Everyone stared in shock.
"This is fish blood!" the servant cried out.
"Fish blood?" The Blood Clan members subconsciously lowered their heads, looking at their own canteens.
"They actually gave us fish blood... my God. Don't they know Blood Clan can't drink the blood of cold-blooded animals?"
"I guess they really don't know."
"It smells so fishy... how are we supposed to drink this?"
"Oh my God, what are we going to do next? If all we have is fish blood, how are we supposed to get through these days here?"
