Love Taker [Quick Transmigration]

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The author has something to say: this world: the western blood race world; the setting of the recipient/raiders in this world: a cold and calm professional vampire hunter Because I got a lot of comments today, I reflect on whether I am real The writing is too stream-of-consciousness... In fact, the original text is quite straightforward. Once I start editing the text, I like to over-add description. Sure enough, I should learn to write a better plot than practice writing. I will learn from it QAQ

☆, drink the second drop of blood from the neck

Unlike the blood relationship between human beings who rely on birth and long-term companionship, the blood relationship between blood clans is extremely special.

The blood bond obtained by kissing the neck.

The elders have absolute authority over the younger generation, and the younger generation accepts the protection of the elders.

Among the vampires, vampires have all the obligations to take care of their newly embraced juniors until they can ensure that the other party can be used as vampires in normal stock, as their protector——

This protection and reliance has nothing to do with the age and strength of the first embraced child. For the first embraced child, the elders will always teach and raise them as children, and try their best to guide and educate them until they mature.

But the same price as that is that the blood must absolutely obey the orders of the elders.They will instinctively be close to and attached to their first embrace object, whether it is family affection, friendship, and sometimes even develop into a completely uncontrollable love——

Most of the time, they humbly follow instructions and learn to become adult vampires.

But in extreme cases, for example, being asked/desired, you will expect to realize all the wishes of your elders, even if you are ordered to die, you will wipe it off with a smile for the momentary happy eyes of "father/mother" own neck.

This wonderful mutual relationship is a contract that flows in the blood, which is close to human instinct and cannot be violated.

As a hunter who is very familiar with the habits of vampires, Simon is of course very aware of the first embrace, and also the level gap between blood descendants and elders.

It's just that the more he understands these, the more impossible it is for him to accept, how could he accept it!

The former vampire hunter stared at the vampire in front of him.

Judging from the appearance alone, this vampire is not very old, he looks less than 13 years old, which is still a minor according to the legislation of most countries.At this moment, the way his eyebrows and eyes are bent towards him, no matter how he smiles, he looks very cute, as if he will jump to your door on Halloween, and happily shout "I'maghost! Trickor Treat!" to reach out Imp begging for candy.

But as long as you look carefully, you can find something wrong.

On that child-like delicate and lovely face, there is a pair of scarlet eyes, like the vertical pupils of a beast, which can change with emotions, like snakes expanding and shrinking.The handsomeness in the eyebrows and eyes, on the contrary, because of the appearance of this hypocritical age, there is a beauty that makes the spine chill.

...an old immortal.

But even if he judged the enemy quickly, Simon, who was used to calm thinking, had to admit that this old enemy who should be killed once he met had actually become his "father".

"……kill me."

Gritting his teeth and opening his mouth with difficulty, until the hoarse voice came out like a gasp, Simon realized how ambiguous his current voice was due to everything he had just encountered.

The child in front of him obviously realized this too, showing a wonderful smile.

He was so stimulated that he resisted the useless impulse to draw his gun: "If you don't want to be killed later, kill me—!"

"You really don't know how to listen to your elders."

Ivan sighed regretfully, ignored the hateful gaze again, and rubbed Simon's hair.

Thankful that the man is now slumped against the wall, otherwise he would have had to deal with the frustrating height difference.

Then he turned his eyes to the outside of the room, and said unhappily, "It's so annoying, I don't even have time to get close to my own blood."

what……?

Simon, who was unable to observe the surroundings because of the first embrace ceremony, was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, reaching out and grabbing the gun on the ground.

But the enemy has rushed in.

The roar came first, and then the body smashed through the wall like a tank and rushed into the hall.These uninvited guests have a half-wolf half-human posture, and the vigorous muscles of the whole body show the strength of the owner.

And this toughness has to be multiplied by ten.

Now there's the stench of werewolves in addition to the bloody smell of vampires, what a fun, dark party of creatures.

Simon thought in his heart, but he knew in his heart that the visitor might not be good. He barely supported his crumbling body and wanted to aim the gun.

——and was stopped by Evan.

"Back off." Although the seriousness made people want to laugh like a child pretending to be an adult, the vampire glanced at him with genuine coldness, "They are too dangerous, and you can't fight in your new embrace."

The kid actually stopped the tall man behind him.

"I'm a hunter." Simon responded unceremoniously.

The boy's cold eyes swept across his face: "Shut up, I'm your father."

The scarlet eyes were as cold as frozen blood, filled with impatience.

Simon's heart skipped a beat, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had subconsciously taken two steps back. He could only hold the clothes on his chest, frowning, feeling the feeling of his heart being tightly clenched at that moment.

The desperation and sorrow were so strong that they surged up overwhelmingly, and instead made him unable to breathe, only feeling extremely painful.

He hates me.

It was indeed an incomparable fear welling up from the depths of the soul.

Simon finally understood why some vampires, who were rarely abandoned by their elders after the first embrace, committed suicide in despair. How much they longed for their father's gaze, they were so afraid of being disgusted by that existence.In that initial state of helplessness, only for that person to survive.

He could only secretly resent this damn blood level suppression in his heart.

After the werewolf enters the berserk state, it can only barely distinguish between the enemy and the friend.However, the leading werewolf seems to be quite high-level, and he still maintains his sanity until now.

He saluted slightly, but his voice boomed like thunder: "Welcome to your awakening, the council has been waiting for this for many years."

The scarlet-eyed child glanced at the other party coldly, with a contemptuous expression on his face, and sneered: "Yes, I have been paying attention to the movements here all the time, until finally someone came in and opened the door, and you all ran over impatiently."

Although they were talking, they had already started to engage in an invisible and silent duel with their respective strengths.

The dark power in the air was violently vibrating and the abilities in the air were colliding fiercely. Simon, who had been suffering so much, finally coughed in a low voice, and blood flowed from his mouth.

Ivan paused for a moment, realizing that such a confrontation would be too oppressive for a freshman, not to mention a blood race who was seriously injured, so he circled the invisible darkness around the opponent to protect him.

"...Huh?" The werewolf leader kept his eyes on Ivan vigilantly until he felt that the other party put away his power, then he turned his eyes to the weak human that he hadn't noticed before.

Then he stared at Simon, who was pale but still looking at him with a cold expression, and said in surprise: "Feng Ya? I heard that you were seriously injured. I didn't expect your strength to be reduced to this level."

But he immediately sensed something was wrong with the former vampire hunter, "This is... you became a bloodborn?!"

He was so stunned that he didn't know whether to sympathize with this guy and become the vampire he hunted down, or to be annoyed that his enemy had another helper. The werewolf leader finally chose to laugh: "It's ironic. How does it feel to be a vampire sucking blood? Isn't it cool?"

Simon's face was ugly and he didn't speak.

Ivan glanced at him, and interrupted the werewolf coldly: "Shut up, this is my child. It's not your turn to teach me a lesson."

His expression was gloomy, but the enemy just laughed loudly: "Come on, the seal has been released, he has disappeared from this world, he can't protect you, you should die obediently!"

Simon held the gun again to prevent a possible attack, but the threatening words should have been meaningless, but the boy whose face was as cold as frost before opened his eyes wide and reacted before him: "He... ...is gone?"

His voice trembled.

Simon couldn't help but glanced at each other.

Although we haven't known each other for a long time, the impression left on him so far is that the boy is not the one with the fragile expression now.

My heart feels like being caressed by feathers lightly, and I feel uneasy no matter what.Simon frowned slightly, but the werewolf leader had already let out a big laugh, and rushed over with his fellow clan behind him.

Blood splattered.

Black and red blood splashed on the wall, it was the blood of the enemy and the blood of the boy.

His strength is indeed strong, but he is not as strong as one against a hundred.

Seeing that the immature-looking vampire was forced to retreat step by step, even the clothes on his body were in tatters, and the opponent's offensive was accelerating step by step, Simon had to struggle to stand up.

He lit up the array on the exorcist's gun again, and the blue light illuminated a corner of the dark room.

"What are you doing?!" Yi Wen glanced back at him in his busy schedule.

The blood race that has just been embraced is almost the same as a human baby, and it is the most vulnerable stage, not to mention that the recipient this time is seriously injured.Meaningless attacks can only attract the attention of the enemy. This guy said he was trying to be brave, but in fact he was just making trouble for him, right?

Simon was taken aback, but a moment of distraction was enough for a powerful opponent.

Seeing the werewolf's fierce claws rushing towards Ivan, the former vampire hunter resisted the urge to vomit blood in his chest, and raised the muzzle of his gun. A cold light flashed quickly in his warm brown eyes, identifying the opponent's attack route.

The piercing silver enchanted bullet pierced the hairy body, followed by the sound of flesh being pierced, followed by a strong whine.The leader of the werewolf let out an angry roar, and rushed towards this side even more frantically.

But Ivan also seized the opportunity to rush to Simon, and quickly grabbed the arm of his own blood.

"Good job." Simply commented on the other party's actions just now.

"you……"

Before the startled hunter could finish speaking, he chanted a hasty incantation: "In his name, open the door...!"

shine.The last thing left in Simon's eyes was a strong blood-red light.The ground was shaking, and the abandoned ancient pagoda was collapsing, but before his body fell towards the ruins, the blood-red light had already engulfed him.

The red magic circle scattered light under his feet.

Ivan let go of Simon, and finally had a chance to sit slumped on the ground, his clothes were already wet with blood.

"Bring me blood." As if he didn't notice the murderous intent in Simon's eyes, the boy didn't look at him, and his breathing gradually weakened.He closed his eyes, and when he couldn't see the blood-red animal vertical pupils, he was no different from an ordinary human child in appearance, "I need... blood."

The exorcism gun was still in hand, and the man looked weaker than he was.

Simon stood still and looked down at his elder, silent.

The cold voice formed a great contrast with the immature voice of the child. "Didn't you hear?" It was just too weak to hide that even that threat had no power.

"……I see."

Simon frowned.

He looked away, unwilling to see the other party covered in blood, otherwise the call of the vampire's blood would make his heart feel like being tightened, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

This vampire seemed to be different from the ones he had hunted before. He was also hunted down by his own kind. Although he had that kind of strength, he had never heard of such an existence.

What's more, Simon thought hesitantly, in the situation just now, this guy really didn't give up on himself.

I don't know where the blood-red light took them. When Simon walked out, he realized that they were no longer in the deep forest where the castle was located. This was a small forest in a park.

In a stable human town, children ran past laughing and laughing. Those distinctive racial characteristics and laughter proved that he was still in Europe.

What's more, everything is extremely stable, and the breath of human beings is like a warm sun.

He sighed, still having to think about blood.

Of course vampires want to hunt fresh blood, but Simon can't bear to be reduced to the same as his former enemies, beasts generally hide in the dark to hunt and kill their former kind.

He stood there hesitating for a while, and finally chose to sneak into the hospital in the town. Even if he was weak, stealing a few bags of blood plasma was more than enough for a former vampire hunter.

By the time Simon returned to the park, it was already a few hours later.

There was no sign of the boy in the small forest.

He froze for a moment, feeling a sense of uneasiness welling up in his heart, accompanied by the panic and fear as if the child and his parents were lost.

... Tsk, so annoying.

Holding the blood plasma like this, walking around the park with anxiety, Simon realized that the other party had walked out of the bushes by himself, leaning on the bench next to the path, with his eyes closed.

The vampire didn't breathe, but his long experience in fighting against enemies with feigned death made Simon understand that this person was still alive, so he hurried to his side and threw the plasma in his hand into Ivan's arms.

The vampire opened his eyes, but instead of looking at the blood bag in his arms, he first cast his gaze at him.

Simon was slightly taken aback.

It was an empty and distant look.

It's as if it's projected from a far away place, or maybe he's staring at you, but what he sees is a vast starry sky.Even if a person is projected by the starry sky, there is no trace and meaningless.

The young man was clearly standing in front of him, but there was an inexplicable loneliness that came out of nowhere and mercilessly wrapped him away.That invisible wall, even when looking at him, is living in another world, a false perspective.

But the stars all over the sky are silent.

For a moment he was almost stupid enough to reach out and grab him.But the boy's eyes turned slightly, as if he had only noticed him at this time.

Ivan looked at the blood bag in his arms, then at Simon, and said flatly, "It's unpalatable."

"There is no other choice." Simon frowned, waking himself up from the inexplicable feeling just now, and replied, "It's up to you."

Gee.

"If you hadn't just been embraced for the first time, I would have sucked your blood."

Ivan could only threaten him viciously, took apart the blood bag, and sucked it up in the park like this, his face almost wrinkled into a ball after drinking so badly.

Let alone the dead blood, it was actually taken out of the freezer. Now Yiwen felt like he was drinking the stinky water that had been repeatedly frozen in the refrigerator before being taken out.What's more, the quality is really bad. Even if he suppressed his nausea and managed to drink it, he was barely out of the near-death state. In fact, he was still so fragile that someone could kill him.

After drinking the blood, the scarlet eyes stared at Simon, like a hungry beast observing its prey, ready to pounce on it at any time, forcing the opponent to spread its limbs, and then sucking blood recklessly on that neck.

Simon took a step back subconsciously because of the feeling of peeping, but the boy looked away: "Ivan."

"?" At a loss.

"...my name." The boy said, "Ivan."

Simon hesitated for a moment.

Although unlike some dark creatures, the name is taboo, but the hunter's real name is not suitable for telling others.Because the name itself has magical power, it may be used as a medium at any time. Like his colleagues, he calls himself the code name "Feng Ya".

But for the young man who has now become his elder, it probably doesn't mean much.

"Simon De." He noticed another point, "You don't have a surname, are you a pariah?"

"Untouchable?" Ivan asked back, which didn't sound like a good word.

Simon was surprised that the other party didn't know the common sense of this kind of vampire: "Vampires who have not undergone a formal first embrace ceremony, serve as blood servants in the blood bank, and traitors who have been expelled from the blood line... These are untouchables."

Untouchables are the lowest level of vampires, and like the "fifth caste" in the Indian caste system, they can hardly be counted as a class.

But this person is so powerful, not to mention there is a castle dedicated to him sleeping, so he shouldn't be just a blood servant.Reminiscent of his previous experience of being hunted down, did he violate some prohibition in vampires?

It's unimaginable that the young rebel in the Devil's Party doesn't even pay attention to the six prohibitions, but he is still a vampire. What kind of things does this guy have to do to be regarded as an enemy by vampires?

Ivan was silent and did not speak, and Simon was right to acquiesce.

"You have no bloodlines, no blood servants." The hunter said coldly, "If it was normal, I could easily kill you."

The boy curled his lips indifferently: "That's a pity, you didn't do it."

At this time, the sun had already set, only the street lamps in the park shone on the stone slabs, and the faint blue moonlight on the walls, like a special scene of a ghost movie.

Simon moved his fingers under the light, and suddenly realized that he had actually bypassed the photophobia stage of the newly embraced vampire.Although the darkness made him feel comfortable, it was more like the home effect of fighting in such situations in the past.

...With such a powerful bloodline, who is this vampire with the appearance of a child in front of him?

Under Simon's fearful gaze, the holder of the "Mighty Bloodline" coughed, and once again hated the stinky dead blood in his heart. Even if he squeezed his nose and recognized it, it could not heal the essential damage in his body.

"We need to find a place to rest."

Simon had to accept the current state of accomplice: "Are you sure you got rid of the tracker?"

The young man glanced at him and answered frankly: "No, they just need time. As long as I am alive, those things will always notice and come to the door. What I can do now is to recover as soon as possible before they chase here."

Two traitors on the run.

Simon thought to himself that he hadn't told this man that he was also wanted by the hunter union.

It's like the boy who kept silent about the reason why he was hunted down by the Dark Council as if nothing had happened.

What a wonderful combination, maybe I should kill him, and then commit suicide, so as not to completely degenerate into a dirty vampire, living in this world in a mess and ugly way.As a vampire hunter, even if it was the past tense, that was the most action he should take.

But the young man no longer looked at him, and the distant eyes he had seen before, who was staring at the moonlight, made Simon squeeze his fists, feeling unspeakably unhappy in his heart.

In the end, he still couldn't restrain himself, and walked up to hold the other party.

"I just saw a house that seems to have been unoccupied for a long time. It is next to the church in the small town. The sanctity of the church should be able to delay the detection of dark creatures, and it will not cause you... to us, tsk, to vampires. Big damage."

Ivan found Simon's displeased expression very amused, he smiled at the unruly vampire hunter, and said, "You need to change your habits, and from now on, call yourself a Kindred, not a Vampire. "

Simon stared at him, and finally looked away sullenly.

☆, drink the third drop of blood from the neck

The eyes of the eagle, the tip of the knife, the silver light in the dark night, the desperate panting of the weak, the consciousness falling into the abyss like a rock.

At the bottom of the abyss he dreamed a wonderful sight.

It was an ancient scene in Europe that he was not familiar with, like those backward and wild rural towns a long time ago.

The frozen canyons, the traces of the mountains, the frozen soil and the cold snow layer of the high mountains are quietly buried the hidden bones that have disappeared in history for many years.The waterfall hanging down from the high valley was also frozen by the cold current from Siberia, forming the shape of ice in the air, but it was still a flowing arc.

The air at that time was still sweet and full, like the breath of ancient times.

His unexperienced life comes from the memories of distant times.

In that child's short life, the appearance of sunrise and sunset was an unimaginably strange sight.

In other words, the sun has never been a concept in his mind.

For him, the world he lived in since he was a child is a dark room with no light source. The difference is only the faint light that can penetrate from the outside of the window that is tightly blocked by branches, leaves and garbage during the day. When there is no such light , the world is night.

No one ever wanted to talk to him.He could hear the voices of people outside the house, but language was as incomprehensible to the child as the cries of birds and beasts.

Until one day, the door of the room was opened and someone came in. She didn't feed him like others did, but she didn't beat him like others, she just hugged him and hummed softly.

She has a warm smell on her body, familiar and strange.The person hugged him tightly, and then, drops of warm water flowed down her face and fell on him.

He was terrified and cried loudly.

The cries echoed through the house.The man abandoned him in fright and closed the door carefully so that no one could see it.

——However, even if it was so abrupt, the hug that day still left a strange warmth in the child's heart, like the faint heat light that he couldn't understand through the window covered with leaves.

Then, the night after the light was lost again outside the shaded window, the scorching light burned outside the window again.

On that day, he was dragged out by people to see countless faces reflected in the firelight.

It was the first time the child had left the hut, but the human aspect was strangely familiar to him.Everyone is staring at him, everything is so new and strange.The flames of the campfire stung his eyes fiercely.

They pulled him to the side of the campfire and made him sit on the ground.

There was something icy and radiant, a sharp blade was raised in the sky, and people began to cheer.They were laughing, so the child who had lived in the dark since he was a child also laughed with the people.

He was happy with people's smiles, and at the same time felt the warmth of freedom.

Then, the silver light suddenly fell down.

……

Simon woke up from a nightmare.

……

Students at St. John's Private College have seen the man near the church for several days.

He looks like a calm man who doesn't match his age, and his warm brown eyes glance at passers-by indifferently, but with that handsome face with sharp edges, there will be countless nightclub queens in the bar—or men, willing or not Leave a phone call to tell him what happened.

His handsomeness was like a knife's edge, and like some kind of sin, it almost tempted people to commit crimes.

The town had never seen such a remarkable person before.

The students gathered together and whispered, secretly paying attention to the man's movements.

This person does not seem to have a formal job. He is currently volunteering in the hospital in the town, and occasionally helps the priest with some work. The labor that requires several strong men is always easy for him.

"There has been no one living next to the church for a long time."

"That house belongs to Mister Jon? Maybe he's a relative of the priest?"

The men never talked to outsiders, and the students didn't dare to get close, but occasionally they saw a boy who looked younger than them coming out of that room.

The child's face was too pale, and so beautiful that it sent chills down the spine.Although it seems that there is some serious illness, and it is always weak to the point of collapse, it is very warm when you smile. As long as you look at you and smile, it feels like you are being illuminated by the thin sun behind the clouds.

It was still a cold light, but it made people long to get rid of the mist and see the warm sun behind it... even though it might not be real behind it.

Unlike the men, he was happy to chat with other people, and sometimes invited students in from over the fence to play.

The innocent students sympathized with the boy's pale and lonely appearance.It's just that whenever they approached, that handsome man would suddenly appear behind him, frighten the outsiders away with a cold expression, and then glared at the young man, pushing him back with the latter's innocent expression.

The young man could only turn around, smiled at them kindly and gently, and left the courtyard seemingly disappointed under the urging of the man.

Caitlin was one of the students who cared the most about that room.

After school, she was carrying her schoolbag and listening to her friends talking. The mysterious brother next to the church has become the most popular topic among students recently, and this time is no exception.

"...that boy is his brother..."

"It looks really pitiful, such a brother is really..."

"That's not true!" She, who had been listening silently before realizing what she said, finally couldn't help but retort, "It must be because the boy's body is too weak, and he doesn't want his brother to be hurt!"

The girlfriends laughed together: "Hey, Kate knows so well, have we talked about this a few times or... have you already gone in?" The open and ambiguous tone made Caitlin blushed and hit them with her schoolbag desperately.

It's just that after returning home, thinking about the conversation, she became more and more worried.

Whether it's because of being fascinated by the man's handsomeness, or some other inexplicable sense of uneasiness, Caitlin just has an indescribable concern for that room.

He is not that bad person!The girl vowed in her heart that she must find out the truth and tell her girlfriends the truth.

Before her parents came back, Caitlin threw her schoolbag on the ground and ran towards the church. Along the street illuminated by dusk, she finally saw the small house.

The girl summoned up her courage and knocked on the iron gate outside the courtyard.

no respond.

But... the iron door was not closed, there should be someone inside.

She hesitated for a moment, and wanted to release her hand from the iron gate, but she felt some unusual call, so she pushed the door open and walked into the yard surrounded by fences.

Because no one took care of it for a long time, weeds were overgrown inside, and the warm sunset shone on the dead branches, rotten leaves and weeds all over the ground.

So cold.

Strange, it was clearly illuminated by the setting sun...

However, for some reason, I felt very cold after entering here.

Kaitlyn finally realized that something was wrong, she shouldn't have walked into this yard, this kind of...behavior of breaking into someone's house, and the strong fear of being stared at by wild animals.

But this fear is only momentary.The next moment, she put this trouble behind her and walked towards the main door of the room without fear.

She knew someone was there waiting for her.

"……go back."

Someone is talking.

Caitlin raised her red eyes and looked up at the person in front of her.Her teeth were slightly exposed under her lips, sharp, and a low growl came out of her throat.

"Didn't you hear, this is not the place you should set foot in." The man looked at her coldly with warm brown eyes as if he couldn't see the red light and sharp teeth.

The eyes were too calm and even cold. Being watched by such rational eyes, Caitlin was confused, and then she suddenly came to her senses, woke up, stared at the man, and tried to explain: "Yes, I'm sorry, sir, I ..."

"Go back." He was decisive and cold, "Next time, don't be easily attracted by unusual things."

Caitlin couldn't understand what he said, but the man's expression made her feel self-deprecating somehow, and couldn't help but say, "But, sir, you are not..."

not what?The girl thought about it and blushed.

The man just looked at her mockingly: "How do you know I'm not a monster?"

As the words fell, he showed his fangs, and his warm brown eyes turned blood red, staring at her in the setting sun.

It's the hungry eyes of a predator looking down on its prey.

Kaitlyn stared blankly at the other party, and only then did she notice the uneasiness she had been ignoring all along. She collapsed on the ground in fright, and couldn't help sobbing softly.

But the man's gaze was still cruel, approaching her, Caitlin finally couldn't help screaming, got up from the ground, and fled towards the outside in a panic.

——Today's dinner is gone.

Ivan, who was sitting obediently waiting for dinner to arrive, heard screams from outside.He sighed, obediently ran to the kitchen to get a pack of frozen plasma.

So when Simon came back, he happened to see the vampire in the appearance of a boy sitting on the back of the sofa, chewing blood-sucking bags, looking at him innocently with scarlet eyes, and kicking his legs in mid-air.

"I'm so hungry." Still complaining like this.

He obviously doesn't know how many years he has lived, but he still looks childish.

Simon was unmoved, and looked him up and down: "Your disguise?"

"It's annoying, it's annoying! Anyway, you don't let humans approach me, not to mention the black contact lenses are not comfortable to wear at all." The boy complained.

He was obviously a blood race, but he showed an impatient expression like a human child being disciplined by his parents because he didn't finish his homework. Simon stared at that face, slightly distracted.

He remembered his most recent dream.

Those lives that do not belong to him, if not repeated coincidences, can only be obtained through the resonance of blood, the memory of his elders.

Newborn vampires, or vampires, will have continuous nightmares after the first embrace.Many half-vampires will choose to commit suicide because they cannot stand the torment of the nightmare at this stage.Suicide in action, the blood clan as the elder will prevent it, but the self-destruction of the mind, even the powerful blood clan can't do anything.

But he skipped the half-vampire stage after the First Embrace ceremony, and showed the same amazing resilience as the vampire in front of him.What is that dream?

"Simon?" Ivan called his name affectionately, tilting his head to look at him curiously.

"……nothing."

Ivan tilted his head to look at him and blinked: "I'm hungry, Simon."

The scarlet eyes are clotted blood: "I'm so hungry, so hungry. I don't have enough plasma, I want to suck fresh blood, and... I want to teach you how to suck blood, yes, I should teach you how to suck blood."

"No!" Sensing what the boy was saying, Simon, who was still immersed in thinking, instinctively refused.

Then the next moment he felt the boy's eyes focus on him, from that looseness to coldness again.

He felt a cold blanket, making him shudder.The suppression from the elders made the powerful vampire hunter couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, his body trembled slightly, restraining his instinctive impulse to kneel on the ground and beg "father" for forgiveness.

But his tone is still firm: "I... Even if I have to live on blood, I will definitely not..."

Staring at him with scarlet eyes, although his expression was still cold, the boy turned to smile: "You are already very eager, aren't you, Simon? When you threatened that girl just now, how much effort did you have to restrain yourself?" The urge to jump on her and bite her neck?"

He stood up from the sofa and approached Simon.

The vampire hunter took a step back subconsciously, and after realizing the weakness of this movement, he forced himself to stop.

He heard the boy laughing: "Human blood, fresh virgin blood, pure, delicious...Your fangs have been exposed, so interesting."

Simon didn't speak.

After becoming a vampire, human food became tasteless to him, even disgusting.During the time he lived in the small town, he had been preventing the teenagers in front of him from sucking blood, and driving away those ordinary people who were unknowingly seduced by the beautiful but dangerous vampires.

But how long can I persist?

The hunger and thirst lingered for a long time, and I got up in the middle of the night to flip through the refrigerator, sucking blood plasma desperately, but the more I bit on it, the more I realized that this inferior product could never replace the delicacy that real blood can provide.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.As the ancient Persian myth said, the dragon slayer will become a dragon over time.

Could it be that he will eventually become those vampires who were once killed by him?With an elegant and beautiful appearance, or tough violence, attracting men and women in the city, leading the alleys to suck the blood on the neck, until it is hit by a silver bullet, it is still a greedy face——

"Simon," the devil tempted, "I am your elder, your father, I