"Do you want to hear it directly from me?"
She repeated Erna's question with blinking eyes, not knowing whether he should be happy that Erna did not mind her identity as being a vampire at all or feel confused and scared for some reason she did not quite understand at all.
"Yes. I want to hear everything from you. Was there something wrong with what I just said?" the woman tilted her head in a style that looked cute in her eyes, until it made her flinch from the sight alon
Bianca was now following Erick, who had already walked out of her room wearing a worried look on his face, until just looking at that face had already managed to make her feel uneasy."Erick? What is happening? Do not make me scared! Erick! Answer my question, you moron!"But the man seemed not to have listened to her question, as the man seemed to be preoccupied with his own thoughts. Every now and then the man frowned, occasionally grumbled, and occasionally ruffled his messy hair until she was worried that what Erick was doing would provoke premature baldness (although it was impossible for Erick to be bald in the future, considering that vampires have the ability to recover and regenerate their cells pretty fast comparing to ordinary human)."Erick!"Once again, she tried to call the man's name. This time, in a loud, long voice, while her hands immediately gripped the man's shoulders, forcing the man to meet her gaze as she managed to match his footsteps.For god's sake, just tell
Bianca gulped as Erick opened the door. If it was something in the world that she could relate to how she was feeling at the moment, then she could say that it felt like she was entering one of the churches with vampire hunters already waiting for her arrival to attack and stab her in the heart whenever the opportunity to do so came–in most of the vampire fiction stories or movies that she often watched with her girlfriends in her spare time whenever she had a time to do that.The exception to this was the fact that whatever the vampire hunters do in the fictional story was utter stupidity–considering the fact that it was not only vampires who would die when they got stabbed with a blunt object like that what the vampire hunters told as a holy cross (with the holy water they brought with them for all the time, which she found was very troublesome carrying such things with them everywhere they went), but other living things too. The most ridiculous ideas ever thought up by ancient legen
All the memories slowly flowed out of her mind, like they were moving out of her mind just like an open Pandora's box, bringing up so many strange memories. All this time, she was very sure that her mother, Indri Pedrosa, always hated her older stepbrother’s existence until it always managed to make her feel annoyed by the way her late mother treated her older stepbrother when her late mother was still alive. Be that as it may, she found it strange when she found that in the memories she was seeing at the moment, she did not find a single trace of her late mother’s hatred towards her older stepbrother. Instead, she even found the gentle figure of her late mother, who always smiled not only at her, as she usually saw how her late mother way at her, but she also smiled at her older stepbrother, until it made her not recognise who the woman in her memories was at all. As a result of her not being able to recover quickly from her shock yet, Erick pulled her hand before she could yell a p
Veronica was spending most of the day practising and mastering fighting techniques in the dungeons, all by herself. Until she was forced to rest her body once her body alerted her that she had crossed her limits. As she lay down on the floor of the basement she was in at the moment, she looked up at the ceiling. Untying her hair tie, letting her long wavy hair stick to the floor of the room and ignoring the risk of her hair getting dirty as a result of it. After all, she would be enjoying her time in the bathroom for a little while, so why should she worry about such small things like this? Precisely the threat of having her hair dirty was nothing compared to her fighting ability. She had already mastered the technique of fighting using a wooden stick—which would be of great help to her if she was getting attacked by the enemies outdoors and using the weapon she brought with her later or finding a weapon that resembled a wooden stick that she could find surrounding her—over the past
Veronica immediately woke up from her nightmare, while she was gasping for breath and cold sweat covering almost her entire body. Her eyes flashed the same fear that she had felt twelve years ago, with her whole body shivering from the lingering fear of her past memories coming back to haunt her. "Nikki? Are you all right?" A voice that was soft but still sounded full of worry, slowly brought her out of her past, traumatising memories. She looked at Stephen, who was clutching her shoulders, forcing her to meet eyes with a werewolf named Stephen Laurent, who was still calling her name in a worried tone. "Nikki? Are you having a nightmare?" It took Stephen's repeated efforts to bring her fully awake from the nightmare that still trapped her in the memories that she did not want to remember at all. The nightmare she thought would no longer haunt her like when she first experienced it. Or if she did, the dream would no longer frighten her. Moreover, she had undergone counselling therap
Veronica immediately woke up from her nightmare with gasping for breath and cold sweat covering almost her entire body. His eyes flashed the same fear that he had felt twelve years ago, with his whole body shivering from the lingering fear of his past memories coming back to haunt him."Nikki? Are you okay?"A voice that was soft but still sounded full of worry slowly brought her out of her past, traumatizing memories. She looked at Stephen who was clutching her shoulders, forcing her to meet eyes with a werewolf named Stephen Laurent who was still calling her name in a worried tone."Nikki?"It took Stephen's repeated efforts to bring him fully awake from the nightmare that still locked him there. The nightmare she thought would no longer haunt her like when she first experienced it. Or if he did, the dream would no longer frighten her. Moreover, he had undergone counselling therapy to reduce her PTSD symptoms.Well, even though the coun
Bianca was laying down on the grass behind the Zhang family's garden, looking up at the night sky covered in mist. The same problem as in Waterford city where the fog due to pollution was thick enough to obscure the stars that should be visible from where they have clearly become only small specks of light that were difficult to enjoy. ['Everything that was done by your mother was nothing but for the sake of the safety of both of you. Especially for your older brother, Theo. She did all of these, sacrificing everything she had, so your father, who has always disliked Theo's existence from the start, would not lay a finger to kill Theo if he found out about Theo's true talent as one of the future leaders in the Pedrosa clan."] Erick's words when he told her the harsh reality hit her as if the rubble when Pedrosa's largest prison in Waterford city collapsed due to William Schneider's attack, leaving her unable to move her body even just to avoid the rubble of the building. Her right h
Theo took a sip of the blood in the mug that Erick had given him slowly. His appetite had almost disappeared due to the tiredness that had come to him since yesterday after he learned the truth about what his late stepmother had been hiding from him all the time. His eyes looked at the thick red liquid with a sad look, as he did not know whether he should be happy knowing that his late stepmother loved him all this time or not. Or knowing that his memories had been changed by his late stepmother all this time for the sake of his own safety. The memory that it was actually his late biological mother who had been doing violence along with his father, while his late stepmother had always been the first person to desperately protect him at any cost as if his existence was very important in his late stepmother’s eyes. If he thought carefully about it, everything that happened to him all started to make sense to him. His stepmother, in her lifetime, never physically harmed him. All his ste
“Montessa! Is the time spell ready?”Bianca called out to Montessa as she ran up to Montessa. He played with the glocks still in his hand, then returned them to Montessa. “Thank you for wanting to lend me your weapon.”"Yes. Already!" On Montessa's right, a dimensional portal appears that is the same as Nora's, but has a lighter colour. Montessa's eyes turned to the soldiers who were now running like crazy after stuffing the glocks into their pockets. "What's wrong with them? What did you do to them?”"It's not the important thing you should be thinking about," Bianca patted Montessa on the shoulder. "Can we go in now? I hope your spell won't throw us into the wrong timeline.”“Hey, what you said hurts you know!” Montessa defended herself. “I always succeed in casting my spells when it comes to time magic. “And yes, it is safe. We're going back to the 21st century.”"Good," he turned his head back, looking at Erna's figure standing behind him.Erna's hand gripped his hand tightly, vis
Can they say that the mission was a success or not? That question kept popping up in Bianca's mind again and again as they ran to avoid the pursuit of the royal guards. In front of her, Montessa ran along with Felicia Chen, whom they managed to release from prison. All she knew, for now, was that she couldn't let go of Erna's wrist, which was running behind her. “How much longer we should wait!?” she shouted at Montessa, who was in front of her. "What?! I didn't hear your question, Pedrosa!” Montessa called back to Bianca, then turned his gaze back to the front as he saw more and more royal troops chasing the two of them. “I'm trying to recover my magic energy! Buy some more time!” “Easy for you to say, old man!” Bianca pulled Erna into her arms when she saw one of the royal troops trying to cut Erna with his sword. She parried the sword using his leg kick and threw the sword so that it stuck into one of the trees around the forest path. “Montessa! Lend me some weapons! There are
Karl hummed happily and fell in love with the new magic sword Alec had created for him. The sword that belonged to his grandfather, which he gave to Nora in exchange for Veronica's safety (he did not regret his decision at the time), he could indeed use without the slightest problem. But in all aspects, the sword was out of character for him.First, in terms of design. He was actually not a fan of swords that had lots of carvings on them. His taste was very different from his grandfather's sword, which has that element. In terms of the magical energy that can be absorbed by the magic sword inherited from his grandfather, there was not much the sword could absorb from his energy, because the sword inherited from his grandfather tended to use the emotions of its user.When his grandfather was still alive, his grandfather was the type of person who was easily provoked by anger. That disposition of his was also justified by his life principle of glorifying the dragon race. From the pas
Until an hour ago, they were still at Alec's house, trying out the new magic weapon Alec created.But right now, he and Karl and Stephen are busy helping Alex and Nicholas to kill the monsters that come to Alec's house.The monster was like Alec's description a while ago while visiting Pedrosa's residence. He had never come face to face with a monster created by William Schneider, so he was very surprised to see the real shape of the monster.He slashed one of the heads of the monsters that were about to attack him with their canine teeth. Their blood spurted out, hitting his body, emitting a strange hiss.There was a feeling of pity in him as he looked at the corpse of the monster in front of him. Recalling what Karl had said about the origins of the monsters, he felt some sympathy. In the past, these monsters had a quiet life.If it weren't for William Schneider, they might still be enjoying their quiet lives right now...A feeling of hatred for William Schneider welled up inside Ve
William tapped his fingers nervously on his desk. Currently he was in his office at the university where Veronica Darren studied, with an irritated and bored expression.He didn't care about the rows of work piled up on his desk. Or the list of files in his email when he turns on his computer as soon as he enters his study.Or the attention of the students who tried to approach him. Or also the fact that at work, there are so many bouquets of flowers, snacks, or gift boxes of various sizes filling the room.He didn't care about that.All he cared about was Veronica Darren's presence. But since two weeks ago, that woman has not been on campus at all, nor has she attended any of her classes. Even though the woman submitted her course work via e-mail about three days ago.Where has Veronica gone? What happened to Veronica not to show her nose on campus? Even though he had gone to great lengths to infiltrate the university as a lecturer so he could approach Veronica.Now, he felt like an
Don't do anything flashy, huh?Both Erna and Bianca looked at Montessa with deep eyes. Because of Montessa's stupidity that didn't estimate the risks that would occur if she went straight to the prison, the royal guards immediately arrested the three of them and took them to a room in the prison building.There were no windows around where they were, so all they could do was guess how long they had been there. There were only flaming torches hanging on the walls to illuminate the place.Even more annoying, the room was so damp and smelly, that it was difficult for him to feel comfortable staying in this place for a long time. He even admired the fighting spirit of the people who used to languish in this prison.Across the prison they were in, there was an old woman with a shabby appearance who kept cursing in a language she didn't understand towards the prison guards who were passing through the corridors of the prison."I didn't expect that the plan I made would end like this," Monte
Erna's eyes narrowed, looking intently at Bianca who was running excitedly along the path in the forest. Montessa suggested that they change into what people of the time they are currently in, so the man cast a spell to change their clothes.She was dressed in a duchess outfit that was so sparkling, dark blue in color and looked so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off of the dress she was wearing.But that wasn't what made it hard to focus on the mission this time. But because of Bianca. His girlfriend was wearing a 15th century gentleman's suit. Clothes that seemed to be created just for Bianca to wear, even though she knew that Montessa changed Bianca's clothes into men's clothes because she always forgot the fact that Bianca was a woman.Bianca didn't protest at all, of course. He knew that Bianca liked the androgynous appearance despite her always claiming to be a fully woman, so he shouldn't be surprised to see Bianca's current appearance.Yet, she found herself falling
She regretted her decision.She meant, she really regretted it.Erna looked at the environment around her with uncertain feelings. She was no longer in the 21st century with the technology and practicality offered by that century. But they were now around five centuries ago when technology and the internet were not yet available and witch hunts were still a common practice."It looks like we've come to the right time."Right now, Montessa was proudly standing to her right, using his magic to brush away the dirt and grime from his clothes. The man did not even pay attention to the fact that thanks to his goddamn time dimension magic, she and Bianca fell flat on the ground until their clothes were all dirty.Montessa did not even tell them or give any signal that they were going to land in the middle of the forest. Montessa only asked them to jump into the time dimension magic as soon as the man finished casting the spell.Yesterday he decided to agree to Montessa's offer by becoming th
Karl responded to Stephen's words with a low laugh. "Actually, there's something I don't understand." "Yes?" “Why did you make me a magic weapon? Moreover, from my knowledge, ordering magic weapons from the Berthold family is very expensive…” “In my opinion, the lives of living things are more expensive and valuable than the Berthold family's magic weapons,” Karl shoved his hands into his trouser pockets. “For me, you and Karen are the most important people in my life. I already consider you like my own family, and I know you love Karen too.” "I …" "Don't deny it, Steve. How long do you think I know you?" Karl looked up at the ceiling of the room. “Our current situation is so chaotic. War. The problem of racism in the Dragon clan. A showdown between vampire families. Somehow it feels like there are so many problems coming our way that I can't spare my spare time to go on a date with Karen. It sucks…” "I feel guilty too," Stephen said. “Last time I asked Nikki out, my brother cam