"A piece of black velvet." "A set of glass teaware with gold inlays." "A pair of crystal vases." "A piece of lake-blue silk, with quite a beautiful pattern." "A bottle of wine, not sure if it’s red wine or champagne, but it looks quite old..." Garrett inspected the gifts at the door, becoming increasingly puzzled. In terms of utility, most of these gifts were decorative and had little practical use. In terms of value, those he could estimate ranged from 50 to 100 gold coins. It seemed too much for a mere greeting, yet too little to seek a favor. But as for the giver’s intentions... what were they? Just as he thought this, the suite door was politely knocked. This time, several familiar faces visited together: Baroness Viteg, Knight Selina, and Viscount Gard, the secretary of the Knights of the Rose and nephew of the Thunder Sword Saint. The three entered one by one, taking their places on the sofa, seeming to... Appear somewhat competitive? Garrett pretended not to notice and ordered the invisible servant to serve tea. Baroness Viteg took a sip and broke the silence first. She glanced at the pile of gift boxes in the corner and smiled: "They acted quickly." Garrett urged her to explain with his eyes. The baroness smiled gracefully, trying to start from the beginning, but Selina impatiently interrupted: "Master Nordmark, we came for the same reason. Baroness Viteg said you needed people to blood for the Queen before the surgery? We hope to have the honor of showing our loyalty to the Queen..." Viscount Gard straightened his back. The Knights of the Rose, nominally the Royal Guard’s commander, and the Thunder Sword Saint as the guard captain, didn’t handle mundane affairs. The Queen’s personal guard was under his command— "The Royal Guard are all fine lads! Each one hopes to seize this opportunity!" "And the ladies too," Selina glanced at him, her tone slightly displeased. As the deputy captain of the female guard, she naturally had to speak for her members: "All of us, including myself, are ready to offer our blood for the Queen." "Of course, there are also nobles and court ladies," Baroness Viteg smiled: "Master Nordmark, I know you need blood donors for the Queen’s surgery, and you won’t lack volunteers. But I hope you can prioritize those of noble and pure backgrounds who are loyal to the Queen." ŕÂƝȰβĚS Um, hoping to join the blood donation team? Garrett scrutinized them. In his past life, except for major disasters like earthquake relief, where many people voluntarily d blood, usually, one had to beg blood banks for supplies— Blood was never enough, ever. An unplanned surgery gone wrong could use up 10,000 cc of blood, making the surgeon famous in the city but earning the hospital’s blood department years of glares. But of course, donating blood for the Queen was different. Garrett could even foresee this experience becoming a highlight in a noble’s rise— "The Queen’s veins flow with my blood!" With this qualification, perhaps a squad leader could become a company commander, a knight could become a lord, and maybe even add something to the family crest? However, Garrett didn’t care about that. For him, as long as there was enough blood when he needed it, it didn’t matter who d. With many volunteers, he could be choosy: "No professionals above level five," he first drew a line. Seeing the disappointment on Selina and Viscount Gard’s faces, he added: "The Queen is only a level one priest. The side effects of high-level professionals’ blood in lower-level individuals are unclear, so it’s better to avoid it for safety." "Oh..." The two knights exchanged glances and had to accept. The mage’s caution was understandable, like taking certain medications or bathing in dragon blood—without the right level, it could be dangerous. Such an honor would have to go to their subordinates. "Next, those under 18 or over 40, not physically strong, with high blood pressure over 145 or low blood pressure under 60, females under 100 pounds, and males under 120 pounds, are all excluded." Garrett glanced pointedly at Baroness Viteg: "Too weak, too light, a little blood drawn and they faint, then I have to decide whether to save the Queen or them?" The baroness smiled wryly. With these criteria, those noble ladies, especially those not skilled in combat, would certainly argue. She had to find a way to quell their dissatisfaction— "Also, all donors must be checked beforehand to ensure they’re healthy, including but not limited to skin, eye, heart, lung checks, and abdominal palpation..." This time, the two female nobles straightened their backs, nearly jumping from the sofa. Selina’s voice sharpened: "Master Nordmark, you can’t do this! They’re noble ladies!" Her eyes bore into Garrett. Cirilla hummed softly, moving closer to Garrett, as if to shield him: What are you doing? Find the newest release on novel✶fire.net Whatever Garrett says goes! Especially you, female knight, I know you can win in a melee, but with me here, you won’t touch him! Garrett subconsciously shrank back. In his past life, no one doubted his motives: blood donors required health checks, and there were enough female doctors for female donors. "Don’t misunderstand, don’t misunderstand," he waved his hands frantically: "I just need to ensure that every donor is healthy and won’t transmit diseases to the Queen. Especially liver diseases and some..." Syphilis? Gonorrhea? Diseases from improper behavior? Wouldn’t it be inappropriate to mention these directly before three ladies? Garrett hesitated, but his expression betrayed him. Baroness Viteg’s face darkened, her voice trembling: "They’re all pure ladies and gentlemen! They wouldn’t have such things!" Finished, these ladies might fight to prove their purity, vying for the honor of donating blood to the Queen. Garrett raised his voice: "Tell them, during menstruation, and three days before and after, coagulation is poor, so no blood donations. Since the Queen’s delivery date is uncertain, to avoid inconvenience, all donors this time must be male! No room for negotiation!" With males, I can even directly inspect private areas! Any suspicions excluded, saving me the hassle of testing each one! Silver nitrate spiral staining tests are hard to do! Visual exclusion is the way to go! Please take a moment to rate this novel at Novelupdate.