*VICKY*"Incredible reflexes! I suppose the confinement magic array takes too long to take effect. I'll ask the scientists to improve it later."Conrad applauded while admiring my form as I avoided the trap.What a pervert! If I was allowed to kill only one human in this world, it would be him, and I wouldn't hesitate. Right now though, I wasn't powerful enough and had to let him live a little longer.As the group of enemies pressed on, I gradually retreated into the depths of the woods. It was like a hunt, but I was the prey, reminding me of the witch hunts in the Middle Ages.It was really strange. This forest shouldn't be so big. Why did I feel like I was going in circles after entering it? Besides that, the air became more and more palpable, almost as if growing heavier or thicker. There must be a magic array at play here.I had a bad feeling that if I went deeper inside the forest, there would be some traps waiting for me. My pursuers came from
*VICKY*This wasn't my home. "How long have I been asleep? Where am I now?" I wondered.I sprang up from the bed I'd been in. I didn't have a headache, and my body felt relaxed. It seemed that the vervain toxin in my bloodstream had been thoroughly removed. I checked my body and found that I was only wearing my underwear. Did someone help me undress?Suddenly, I heard someone coming upstairs towards the room I was in, and I hurried into the corner.The moment the door was opened, I stood behind the man who had entered in a flash, my scarlet nails pressed against his neck."Wow! Don't get excited, Vicky. It's me!""Jaydan?"I quickly let go of him, before the unfriendly lady from before found out and tried to skin me alive."Where am I?""You're at my house. You've been here before. How did you forget so quickly?"So Jaydan took me back to his house while I was in a coma. Did he change my clothes too?I suddenly realized the problem and wrapped the bedsh
*VICKY*I had never seen this dagger before, not even as an image or description in a book.But then again, if it weren't for Jaydan, I wouldn't have had access to a holy relic of the Lycan to begin with."You can easily take the holy relic, lose it, and still live despite that. You really can't be an ordinary person, Jaydan.""Hahaha, it's nothing special. My dad happens to be the leader of my clan."Damn! I thought this kid's identity was unusual from the beginning, but I didn't expect him to be the son of the Wolf Lord. The Lycan were different from us, their status was based on strength, and blood only accounted for a small percentage in their society. Any individual who thought he had the ability for it could challenge the Wolf Lord for his position.Every clan was like this, so just imagine it. If those people knew that the son of the Wolf Lord was a dog, the entire clan might be taken out. The pressure on the Wolf Lord had to be more than just heavy. Jaydan see
*VICKY*"Let's not think about this matter for now. Just rest up these next couple of days. I'll have the bakery fixed up soon, so go to sleep.""Goodnight, Vicky...""Goodnight..."The two boys had been through so much today. They needed to rest. The issue with the gang was something I had to handle on my own too. However, I wasn't worried about the bakery, the explosion damage was minimal, and it should repair itself overnight.After all, it was a magical space belonging to another dimension. Conventional explosives in this world had a very limited effect on it.The following day, I packed my things and headed to the bakery. Lars was already inside.As I entered, everything seemed to be back to normal. The kitchen equipment, cabinets, and even the trays for customers to choose bread from were undamaged.The only thing left to regret were the piles of burnt bread."Oh, Vicky, are you okay? It was quite a commotion last night.""Lars, are you serious? Something like
*VICKY*Here they come! The people who wrecked the shop saw that I opened the bakery as usual today and couldn't hold back their agitation.For now though, I didn't plan to alert them. I closed up the store, locked the door as usual, and walked towards the subway station.After crossing an intersection, I stopped and quietly turned back, hiding in the shadows of a wall to see what these people wanted to do.With my keen hearing, I overheard their conversation."Are you sure you didn't see wrong? Bro, this isn't a joke.""Absolutely, almost everyone in the Queens saw it. I was almost arrested and interrogated by the police myself."One of them touched the door of the bakery and seemed to imagine a huge explosion that happened here yesterday. No wonder. Ordinary people had never seen a house that could repair itself."But, now it seems like nothing happened here. How am I supposed to explain this when I go back?""I don't know, man. I don't know! The bomb was personally
*VICKY*The person who had just left was very tall. I didn't get a good look at his face, but I had a feeling he might be the leader of this group, maybe even the Rubin I was looking for. I had to follow that car but I was also curious about the goods in the warehouse, so I decided to come back later for further investigation.When I was about to chase after the car though, a young thug came running into the warehouse, shouting loudly. The night wind carried his words to my ears. "Boss! Boss Rubin! Something's happened!""What's wrong? Don't panic. Take it easy."A young man standing near the doors wearing a baseball shirt and looking rather stylish answered him. So, this man was Rubin. Wasn't he a bit young to be the boss? I thought this Rubin guy would be older. What a surprise!"The bakery–that shop is still open today...""What did you say?"Rubin seemed nervous when he heard the thug mention my bakery. He quickly waved his hand and let the person enter the warehouse,
*VICKY*Two thugs slowly opened the door of the container. It was dark, too dark for even someone like me to see inside. However, a pungent smell emanated from the now open container. When my eyes adjusted, my expression immediately twisted into shock.Inside the container were people dressed in rags, men, women, and even children. They were covered in dirt, and it was unclear whether it was bloodstains or some other kind of filth. The smell inside immediately told me that their living conditions were deplorable.The people inside the container didn't react at all when they saw the door open. Their eyes were empty as if they had been subjected to some kind of severe mental trauma. Some people even instinctively scratched the thick steel walls of the container.Probably due to being knocked around a bit from the body I threw at the container earlier.Their smell, beyond the stench, immediately made me recognize that these people were all Kindred. My God! I hadn't seen so many
*LEON*When I last saw Vicky, my soul had followed after her. Now sitting in this office, I felt like a soulless shell, even though my situation was already precarious.Conrad's deal was just a scam. He didn't even care about Osip's wedding. From the beginning, his goal was Vicky, and now he wouldn't let her go no matter what I did.Long ago, Conrad acquired a lot of loot by supporting the Allied Holy Order. Those captured Kindred became his test subjects, and he became obsessed with immortality.But the purity of the blood of the lower-level Kindred was too poor to satisfy his needs, so he targeted Vicky. I made things too easy for him. Leaving her would not make my father give up his plan, nor could it be delayed. That meant I had to change my own plans.In addition to this matter, Arthur was also pressuring me with every step I took. It had been him that wanted to take away my hotel, not my father, who had no interest in my small business at all. He got tired of playing th