[Alucard pauses, tilting his head slightly. Louis' time is far more ahead than his in 1400s Walachia, but the idea that there are genuinely no vampire hunters, no Belmonts, no anything feels genuinely wrong. Like the balance has shifted. What does a vampire do without the eternal cat and mouse game? Is it even safe for that to happen? He has no love of a family dedicated to the annihilation of his father's people, but he's seen what happens when his father's people are unchecked.

He can't hide the surprise.]

You genuinely have no vampire hunters in your world? Or anything of the sort? No one...notices if your people are unsubtle in their hunt?

[Bafflement is in every part of Alucard's voice. The idea is as intriguing as it is horrifying.]

I can manage spice, I assure you. And if you can leave a list of ingredients, I can likely procure them if you're comfortable using my kitchen.