Vampire'S Secret Baby
|46|. Consulting Problems To Psychologists

"It seems like something is wrong with me" Egbert said then after being silent for so long in his distant gaze staring at the branches and branches of the tree outside the window.

"Yes, there's something wrong with you. Did you just notice hum?" Tukas Sean's. He had handed a glass to a servant who had just walked into the room.

"Please bring another glass"

"Well Mr. Sean" The waiter nodded and politely walked out of the room.

Out there the waiter meets Mary, who keeps walking while watching the tablet screen.

Raising her head for a while, her gaze immediately met with a servant who had just walked out of Egbert's room with a glass of blood that had not been drunk, Mary immediately held the servant, "Where are you going?"

"Put this in the dishwasher" The waiter held up a glass of blood, showing it to Mary, "And Mr. Sean asked to bring another glass"

"Then bring five glasses" said Mary.

"W-what?" The waiter looked surprised. 'What would you do with five glasses? Didn't Mr Sean ask for another glass for himself?'

That's how the waiter thought.

"Just do it" said Mary.

Egbert's recent trouble consuming blood because it does not meet the expectations of his tongue, only one who knows.

That's why last night he stayed up to find out the quality of each animal's blood in terms of taste. In order to find some blood he could prepare for Egbert. But no matter how hard he looked at it, there was no specific article that could answer the problem. To this day, he is still trying hard to find this information.

"Good butler Mary" The waiter nodded obediently and passed away to the kitchen.

Mary walked back while watching her tablet screen. Just now he was asking a question in a forum;

'Is there someone here who can provide a reference regarding the blood of animals that have good taste qualities?'

A series of answers came;

'I've never come across such a useless question'

'Are you lacking work? Please don't trash it on the forums, not everyone here is so free as you're'

'Wkwk, animal blood? Just be right! Have people started consuming animal blood lately huh?'

'I don't know. I'm hemophobia*'

'Remove your unimportant questions, don't spoil the order in the forum'

Read that line of answers, not play Mary upset.

"Do these guys think I'm free enough to play around, huh?"

They do not know how he is very difficult to cope with the case he is facing at this time. None other than that it is finding some premium quality animal blood that can satisfy the tongue of its master.

'I never drank animal blood except snakes. But after drinking it it was not good at all, even though I had one friend who said it was normal. Maybe you're interested in trying?'

Mary smiled reading the answer. Just so he went to his study and started arranging some things to order snake blood.

Besides, the waiter had already returned with five glasses and handed them to Sean.

"I only need four, give this one back to you" Sean said, seeing that there were only four bottles left that Egbert had not tried.

"Okay Mr. Sean" The waiter left the room. In his heart he felt grateful following Mary's orders, or maybe he had been back and forth several times just to take a new glass.

"But why does mister Sean need that many glasses?" He thought as he went to the kitchen to finish some things that needed to be done.

"Try this one" Sean handed me a glass of blood from the second bottle.

Egbert took a slight sip and immediately pinched his pair of eyebrows saying, "It's so bad, what blood is that?"

Sean simply took a deep breath and picked up the glass, then gave the other glass with a third bottle of blood.

"Too bitter" Egbert immediately handed the glass to Sean, refusing to drink it any further.

Up to the fourth and fifth bottles, none of the five premium blood bottles could satisfy Egbert's tongue.

"When the fifth bottle is so good, the blood is mixed with wine that has been stored for thousands of years in the warehouse. The price is very expensive and Madam Belinda must have tried very hard to find it. But you still say no good"

Egbert did not say anything. He just let Sean take the bottle of blood that had been mixed with the wine and enjoy it straight from the mouth of the bottle.

"Ah, very delicious. Even my favorite deer's blood lost far to this" he said, chugging the bottle again.

Until a while things went quiet and Egbert came up with a thought that managed to make Sean choke with his drink.

"It seems I need to stay a few days in Merland to consult my problem with a psychologist in our country"

Because after all his conflict is related 'blood' and do not want to drink it because it tastes 'less satisfying'. Of course it is impossible to use the services of human psychologists for this matter.

"You sure you're gonna see a psychologist?" Sean asked, not that he balked at the idea. Only after Egbert's status as emperor of the Merland country, only he had not been able to sit on the throne because he had not met the various requirements put forward by the emperor temporarily before his coronation was carried out.

"Aren't you afraid that the people from your uncle's faction will make this your weak point?" Sean again.

Because those people would definitely spread rumors that their future emperor was someone with a mental illness. Because it's not like in the human world that starts to be open-minded on things like consulting problems to psychologists, he said, which is something that is normal to do when someone is stuck on the problem and feels the need for such services in helping to resolve conflicts within themselves and surrounding people.

On the contrary, people in his country still think narrowly about it. They still tend to think someone who comes to such places is none other than someone with a mental disorder.

"I'll do it neatly. You don't have to worry" Egbert said. Because if he does not meet with a psychologist, maybe his conflict that is not suitable for any blood will continue until it is impossible if he will die due to lack of intake.

"Continue looking for that human girl and find my seed that she was taken away by" said Egbert, who always felt indescribably upset given Annette's daring escape while pregnant with her child, "And do not forget to convey every development of the search to me. Report at least once a day or five times a week"

*Hemophobia: a phobia of blood.