Semua Bab Cursed Together With Mr. Vampire; I need to drink his blood!: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Vlador.Watching the seasons change and the full moon appear and disappear from behind the small window eroded Vlador's soul. The despair made him hope for death several times, just like his family and his people.The war between humans and vampires finally ended after hundreds of years filled with bloodshed. Unfortunately, the war was won by the human race.From generation to generation, humans and vampires continued to wage war. Like any other war, they fought over territory to reproduce, seek sustenance, and build civilization. Vampires always remained the main enemy of humans because humans were their food.Humans always considered themselves descendants of gods, believing that they were the most sacred and perfect creations of God. Besides frequently killing their kind, they also hated vampires because vampires were descendants of demons, which was true.Like other vampires, Vlador also harbored a deep hatred for humans. However, he also despised the vampires around him. When he s

Vlador.The human body differs from that of a vampire. Humans easily feel hungry. They need to eat and drink at least once a day. When their energy is drained but they are still forced to be active, their bodies will weaken, and they may even lose consciousness.Before being imprisoned for a hundred years, Vlador had never socialized with humans. He knew little about them. All he cared about regarding humans was which group had tastier blood and all their character flaws."Hey, wake up! Don't die!" Vlador said with a slightly raised voice while patting Triana's cheeks.But despite his repeated attempts to wake Triana, her eyes remained closed. Vlador had forgotten how weak humans were, and it seemed this girl was one of the weakest. He couldn't understand why Triana would faint just because she lost a little blood and vomited her stomach contents."This is not good. My life is at risk," Vlador muttered as he rose to his feet.Strong winds hit Vlador's body. Trees whizzed by at high spe

Triana.Bowing slightly, Vlador aligned his face with Triana's and formed a thin smile. "If you feel guilty, doesn't that mean you should understand if I seek revenge?"Triana's body tensed. She wanted to flee, but she didn’t know since when her face had been in Vlador's grasp. Swallowing hard, she muttered, "P-pardon?""Your ancestors slaughtered my family and my servants and seized my wealth. Now, their descendant is before me. What can I do to make them feel my pain? There are many ways to torture someone without actually killing them, right?"Torture? Triana had read about various types of torture inflicted upon criminals and kingdom traitors. Each was categorized based on the severity of the crime. But of all those, none she could read to the end because they were too gruesome.Would Vlador torture her with one of those dreadful methods?"Don't feel responsible for something you're not willing to take," Vlador whispered.Triana's held breath was released when Vlador's hand release

Triana.As seen from the outside of the stained glass divider, it separated a small room.Once again, Triana glanced at Vlador, who still had his back on her. He probably wouldn't appreciate her exploring his treasure room. Since childhood, Triana had been taught not to inspect or enter places she didn't recognize because it could be dangerous for her. However, while her parents weren't here, she would break that rule just this once.Triana's slender legs stepped into the room. There, she only found a large, wide black wardrobe facing a dark red bench.Gulping, she approached one of the wardrobe doors and carefully opened it while holding her breath. The luck was with her because the wardrobe door didn't make any noise."Gowns?" Triana muttered before covering her mouth with her hand.Three beautiful gowns hung inside the wardrobe. All were dark in color but adorned with glamour and intricate embroidery details.Were they spoils of war or gowns belonging to Vlador's family? Or perhaps

Vlador."All right," Triana said, quickening her pace.Furrowing his brow, Vlador glanced back at her, only to make himself gulp and clench his jaw as the memory of Triana's sweet blood lingered on his tongue. But suddenly, Triana stumbled over something, causing her body to lurch forward, prompting him to reach out and catch her by the waist.CRASH!The lantern Triana was holding fell to the stone floor and shattered. The only light in the passage was gone, allowing darkness to envelop them.Gripping Vlador's hand, which was supporting her entire weight, Triana struggled to regain her footing. "I’m sorry, I seem to have tripped over a stone. It's very dark here.""I have warned you to watch your step," Vlador said wearily as he helped Triana stand upright.Then his gaze dropped upon her small hands, which were still clutching his tunic. She looked around with widened pupils."You told me to walk faster on this broken floor, and now you're scolding me because I stumbled," Triana retort