But unfortunately,
because he was kidnapped to the village as a child, Heisenberg grew up severely lacking love. He didn't understand Ethan's love for his daughter, Rose,
so his way of speaking was bizarre and his behavior was eccentric. Ultimately, due to a disagreement, he broke ties with Ethan and was subsequently defeated by him.
Thus, the two of them alone actually had the potential to defeat Mother Miranda. Now that the rebel faction had grown to four people, Javier didn't believe Mother Miranda couldn't be killed.
Beyond that,
Javier had one final trump card.
Even if Lady Dimitrescu disagreed, she would eventually be swayed by the item in his hand.
This item was a small blood vial about the size of a thumb.
The blood inside was very pale in color, as if it had been diluted with water.
In fact, that was exactly the case. It was Javier's own blood. If there was one thing Vampires were most sensitive to, it was undoubtedly blood.
Blood containing the T-Virus, G-Virus, and T-Veronica Virus had its danger levels significantly reduced after complex dilution.
Just one taste
would allow one to experience a deliciousness that caused tremors.
One must know... the true Vampire lineages,
like the pure-blooded Vampires in the side story underworld, also felt an instinctive craving for such viral blood.
To these Vampires, blood containing viruses was as delicious as "rare blood" blood, filled with a fatal allure...!
Volume 10: Resident Evil Village, Vengeance: Chapter 9 Infernal Affairs
Blood...
is a necessity for Vampires to survive.
Only by consuming blood can they maintain their great power. Regarding blood... Vampires also have their own different requirements.
The younger the blood, the more delicious it is; the older the blood, the harder it is to drink. Just like cells, as the body ages, the cells themselves grow old.
Red blood cells have lower activity and lack various elements,
such as the most characteristic iron and folic acid. Therefore, Vampires prefer the young, vibrant, and fresh blood.
The blood of underage children and virgins is their favorite.
They believe such blood is fresher and more delicious, having not suffered too much pollution, being the most pure and clean.
And besides that,
among them, "rare blood" is the ultimate delicacy in the eyes of Vampires.
In a human society of billions, many people are born with rare blood types that differ from the norm. This type of blood is known as "rare blood".
For example, rare blood types on record such as Rh, MNSs, P, Kell, Kidd, Lutheran, Diego, Lewis, Duffy, and so on.
The most well-known "panda blood",
is Rh-negative blood.
Rh-positive blood accounts for over ninety percent, while Rh-negative blood is only about two percent, making it very precious.
When faced with such a special blood type,
Vampires can taste a unique deliciousness. After all, the difference in blood is too obvious, and such rare blood types are the delicacies they crave.
After all,
blood is an indispensable but repetitive food.
If you compare blood to steak, and your lifetime staple is steak, you can eat other things,
but they have no flavor, like chewing wax, and they aren't filling.
You must eat steak for every meal to survive. Because you've eaten too much steak,
you find it tiresome. So, you start classifying the steak by how it's cooked: rare, medium-rare, medium, medium-well, well-done. Each level has a completely different mouthfeel.
But even so,
you still don't feel satisfied.
After all, although steaks cooked to different degrees have different textures, the meaty flavor is still the same.
But then one day, you encounter a rare blood type.
Upon tasting it, you find that this steak doesn't taste like meat at all,
but has the smooth, fresh flavor of fish. What would you do? Naturally, you would flock to find it, attempting to add a new dish to your menu!
So...
the allure of the vial of rare blood Javier brought out at this moment was fatal—!
After all,
this was no ordinary rare blood.
Rh-negative blood couldn't even compare to this viral blood.
Moreover... this wasn't the foul-smelling blood extracted from failed experimental subjects who had mutated into zombies.
That kind of zombie blood was long since inedible.
Because the mutation failed, the virus had long ago wiped out the red blood cells of the infected host, so zombies were filled with foul-smelling black blood.
But the blood of a successfully fused host was completely different.
It coexisted with the host's red blood cells and even helped them complete an evolution.
Consuming this vial of viral rare blood would allow Vampires to experience an unparalleled deliciousness that ordinary blood and rare blood could not match.
Its flavor no longer depended on steak or fish,
but was a supreme sublimation,
comparable to the euphoria of smoking hemp. Even just a sniff would emit a mouth-watering aroma.
The orthodox Vampires from the side story underworld,
even the Vampire noble Seline (Selene), would be unable to resist Javier's viral blood and would be unable to stop her bloodlust from being triggered to drink it.
Therefore,
under the same circumstances,
Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters, as abnormal Vampires, though not true Vampire bats,
were also exceptionally sensitive to blood.
Thus, the moment Javier took out the blood vial and pulled out the cork,
the aroma of the blood inside caused Lady Dimitrescu's pupils to dilate. Her eyes fixed intensely on the small vial in Javier's hand.
The veins on her neck bulged, and she couldn't suppress the urge to rush forward and seize it, showing how strong the attraction was.
Not only that,
even the Vampire daughters—Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela—
stared intently at the small vial in Javier's hand. If it weren't for their mother's presence, they might have already lost control,
rushing forward to immediately snatch and swallow it.
The aroma of that blood was simply too delicious, even more enticing than the scent of the freshest sanguis virginis wine stored in the castle cellar!
"What kind of blood is this...?!"
Her pale fingers suddenly gripped the dining table beside her.
Lady Dimitrescu forcibly calmed her excited emotions and asked Javier with a slightly trembling voice.
But she didn't notice that she had already left several scratches on the originally luxurious dining table.
She looked like she was enduring great pain, but her noble etiquette allowed Lady Dimitrescu to barely maintain her composure.
After all,
she didn't want to be like a bitch dangling after meat,
running to Javier with a wagging tail to snatch that exquisitely flavored blood. Such a posture would be too pathetic and ugly...
"rare blood..."
"But not ordinary rare blood. It's blood infected by a virus. This place has been isolated from the outside for too long; you don't know the massive changes in the world outside."
"Around 1998, a special virus appeared and began to slowly infect the globe. You can think of it as a plague or flu. Most of those infected turned into ugly and terrifying zombies, like the Lycans outside who merged with 'the gift'."
"The few who successfully fused gained special powers, just like you four noble lords. This blood was drawn from them."
"In other words, this blood belongs to someone as powerful as the four noble lords. This blood is not only delicious, but once consumed, it's very likely to allow you to give birth to new powers."
"And this is the reward I offer. Madam, cooperate with me to overthrow Mother Miranda's rule and help me obtain the power of the mold. Then this vial of blood will be paid to you as a down payment. Furthermore, I have plenty more of this blood."
"If we succeed later, I will pay you this blood through trade. I have stated all my conditions and given you enough time to consider. Now... it's time for you to make a choice, Madam...!"
Glimpsing the finger marks Lady Dimitrescu had scratched into the table, Javier knew the allure this blood held for her.
So, after explaining everything, Javier decisively prompted Lady Dimitrescu to make her choice.
Whether to cooperate or refuse.
If she cooperated, he could continue to use the rare blood to drive Lady Dimitrescu to work for him.
If she refused... then unfortunately, he could only ruthlessly slaughter the four members of the Dimitrescu family...
"..."
Upon hearing Javier's words,
Lady Dimitrescu fell into a rare, long silence.
Her pair of yellow-black pupils stared fixedly at Javier. Her slender, pale fingers supported her chin as if she were weighing the pros and cons.
Finally...
after nearly ten minutes had passed,
the bulging veins on Lady Dimitrescu's neck suddenly relaxed, and her entire demeanor immediately became loose.
It was as if she had made a difficult decision.
Her dark purple, lethal lips curved slightly, like a blooming poppy. Lady Dimitrescu calmly stated her choice:
"Mr. Javier, your conditions make it very hard for me to refuse..."
"Therefore, I accept your proposal and can cooperate. Since Mother is unkind, she cannot blame me for being unrighteous. But I must clarify that our cooperation is temporary."
"I will judge based on the changing situation. If I see the possibility of you overthrowing Mother Miranda, then I will help without hesitation."
"But if you lose to Mother Miranda halfway through, then I'm sorry, I will be the one to backstab you and kick you while you're down."
"So... whether the cooperation is key or not doesn't actually depend on me, but on yourself. If you can withstand the pressure, there's no reason I can't help."
As expected,
Lady Dimitrescu chose to join the rebel camp—
There were many reasons for this. First, Mother Miranda had once attempted to make her a vessel for sacrifice.
Although she later abandoned the idea for special reasons, it couldn't hide the fact that Mother Miranda viewed Lady Dimitrescu as a tool.
Second was Mother Miranda's ambiguous attitude. Lady Dimitrescu wasn't clear on Mother's attitude toward the four noble lords.
The primary reason Mother preached in the village was to use the power of the four noble lords to help her research the mold and resurrect her daughter.
If Mother's daughter really were resurrected later, Lady Dimitrescu didn't know what the fate of the four noble lords would be.
After all, not long ago, Mother Miranda had ordered the preparation for the execution of everyone in the village. It was very likely the four noble lords would also be included on the elimination list.
Resurrecting her daughter was Mother's lifelong wish. If she succeeded,
would she wipe out all traces of her past existence, or simply turn the four noble lords into nutrients to be absorbed?
Overall,
Lady Dimitrescu very much disliked the feeling of her life being controlled by someone else. Thus, she needed to rebel. Javier was not wrong about that.