I Became the Wrong Race

62 – Mines and Vampires (3)

The three clans were not races that appeared in-game.

In other words, it was always closer to subcontracting to someone outside the clan.

A mercenary hired by Two Legs and Three Legs, a dishonest assassin, and a desperate person who cannot find relief anywhere.

They lure these people out, hire them, and manipulate them. Because of this, the only people you can meet in the game are ordinary human species that are not directly related to the three clans.

However, that was not the case as the three clans left no traces on the world.

The shapeshifters could only transform into one type of animal, and even that was not properly controlled, and there was an inferior species on earth that even brought on low points such as estrus.

People hunted and oppressed the shapeshifters, and in this process, the lowly inferior species became superior monsters, resulting in many tragedies.

I only found out about the necromancer a while ago, but he left behind a dragon.

They were originally dragons, but they left behind in the world powerful beings that far surpassed the average human race in every respect.

However, just because I was away in this world and have not met them until now, it does not mean that inferior species of vampires do not exist.

Rather, there were a lot of inferior types of vampires seen in the game. To the extent that it is considered a serious problem even within the worldview.

And it was worth it.

I reflected on that fact and faced the crowd of people surrounding us.

“Vampire…”

Eyes that emit an eerie red light.

Pale skin that looks like it has never been under the sun in its life.

Even the gray hair stuck to my cold, sinking hair.

They were victims and monsters. Unlike me, the most despised and avoided monster in this world.

Fittingly, they looked poor.

He was dressed in shabby clothes, and the pickaxe in his hand looked old, rusty, and broken, making it difficult to use properly.

Because it was double-edged, it only maintained its function, but it was difficult to consider it a good tool.

The chisel, pickaxe, and hammer used with the chisel in his hand were tied to the long pickaxe handle, probably because the handle was damaged.

At first glance, it was not a wealthy life. Regardless of age or gender, they all had thin bodies.

The reason they were able to maintain their lives was thanks to the vampire power that transcends life and death that flows through their bodies.

It seemed like he was in a situation where an ordinary human would have died.

“It’s in the back too.”

They are suffocating us. Isla says and gets behind me. I put my hand on my waist and glanced at Lorian.

“Entire… It’s mixed blood… ?”

Although she was confused, she steadily took out the beheading sword and held it.

The siege is narrowing. No matter where you turn, an eerie red light fills your vision.

Mixed blood vampire.

As Lorian said, they were mixed blood.

Unlike their pureblood relatives, they did not have many things.

Rather, the thing that filled my arms was like a disease.

They could not cross the flowing water. As soon as it touched running water, it screamed and died.

They are not even visible on the water’s edge. It was because there was a gap between the soul and the body.

They don’t get access to the sun. The once kind and warm spring sun was like a living flame to them.

They had all the weaknesses of typical vampire legends.

However, the only ability it had was to suck blood and recover.

I have so little, but I have lost so much. The reason why they were born like that is also very miserable.

They were born with their blood sucked from the same mixed blood or pure blood until the moment of death.

It’s usually the former. It is a structure where victims create more victims. When I was playing the game, I thought it was just the reason for the increase in mobs.

When I actually saw it, I felt strange. Because it meant that even a small kid who was up to my waist had his blood sucked until the moment of death.

I held the star blade at my waist with a pained expression.

Grrrr!

“Llewellyn…”

Lorian looks at me. Her face was shimmering with the shadows of the star’s flame.

“They…”

“I know.”

The mixed-blood vampires had already lost a lot, but there was one more thing they had lost.

They were even robbed of their free will.

They have no choice but to be loyal to the master of death who bestowed upon them.

Even if it is a mixed-blood vampire, it is loyal to the pureblood who is above it.

The siege that formed their ranks and ranks seemed to tell me that.

These are all the limbs of vampires and are now demanding my condolences.

I felt bad. I gritted my teeth and held the sword tightly.

To not hesitate in doing what must be done.

To leave their faces in mourning.

It was time to hold the sword and take a stance.

“Excuse me…”

Something unexpected happened.

“By any chance, did the owner send you?”

One of the vampires spoke to me.

He frowned, probably because he couldn’t see clearly because of the red-hot scarlet blade of the star blade, and he approached me while stuttering.

“Well, if that’s the case… Could you tell me if you could give me a little more blood? The child is starving. And there are so many people suffering…”

He seemed afraid even as he spoke.

He pulls his chin in as if he thinks I’m going to swing my fist at any moment. It seemed like they were trying not to notice it, but it was clearly visible to me as my skill level increased.

It was soon after that I realized that even that was a type of way of living.

It was just too late for me to realize it because I had never even been hit by my older sister.

That is to say, it was a posture that showed that the opponent knew that he would hit him and that he did not feel offended even though he was being hit.

Although he is servile, he has reason.

Even though all the mixed-blood vampires I saw and heard about in games were close to mindless monsters.

When I slowly raised my head, there was more to see.

What I thought was a siege was not a siege.

It was not loyalty to follow orders; rather, it seemed as if he was unwilling.

Judging by the attitude of this old vampire in front of me, if he wasn’t coming out to welcome me like this, he would have been the kind of person who would quickly commit violence.

In other words, this could be called hospitality in its own way.

Just as everyone in the village puts down what they are doing and comes to welcome the king or nobleman who is visiting.

When I realized that fact, I felt relieved. The sword in her hand her slowly lowered, and the arm holding the sword naturally stretched.

I felt like a bad guy. This wasn’t what I wanted.

Perhaps he was conveniently drawing a picture of catching and killing all the monsters in the mine and solving the case.

I lowered my eyes for a moment and then looked at Isla and Lorian respectively.

Unlike Lorian, who looked at me in confusion and blinked, Isla seemed to notice my expression just by making eye contact.

She pursed her lips for a moment, then took something out of her belt and threw it away.

A small status window appears when you pick it up.

[Comel’s Responsibility]

A dagger that has been sharpened and has been used by Isla. A blade that has no problem cutting my hard skin.

I took off one of my vambraces, put it on my side, and cut my palm with a blade.

“… Ugh.”

It stings. Did I cut too deep? It would heal quickly, but the numb pain actually helped me maintain my sanity.

It was quite a scary sight to see the red eyes of those surrounding us still staring at us.

I approached the vampire who was trembling with fear.

“Blood.”

“Yes?”

“They said it was necessary.”

I don’t know if you think of it as an ally with the master you serve, or as a disguise for the master you serve.

Anyway, I said I needed it.

I judged the situation intuitively without thinking too much.

“Take it. “One drop of each will be enough.”

As he held out his hand with the blood flowing down, the old man’s face became filled with blankness.

So I didn’t notice.

Lorian was looking at me with a disapproving look.

*

“… “Don’t give away your blood like that.”

Immediately after giving blood to the old man and returning to normal as the crowd widened the distance, not knowing whether it was a siege or hospitality.

We had some time to organize our opinions in this ambiguous distance.

And in the midst of all this, the first to open his mouth was Lorian.

“What?”

This is what I heard as I was putting the vambrace on my already healed hand. When I looked back at Lorian, she had a sulky expression on her face.

“Your blood. That… It is also my father’s blood. “You can’t just give it to anyone.”

“I could give it to you if I have some left over.”

“No, you need to respect your body more.”

Rarely strong-willed. I was a little embarrassed.

“Say something you would say to an easy-going village girl…” ” .”

“Anyway!”

“Lu said he wanted to do it. Why are you against it?”

Even her Isla her joined in, and Lorian pursed her lips.

It was cute because it had the appearance of a girl.

“You must know how valuable your blood is. Even without your father’s kindness within you, just one drop of your blood was enough to sustain your entire blood family. So much blood…”

The sight of her chewing her lip simply made her look like a sulky girl.

“If you’re going to give it to me, give it to me…”

Does the spirit follow the body?

Only then did I understand the reason for her dissatisfaction.

It was a problem that she could understand just by recalling the lustful expression she saw not long ago.

She was dissatisfied with the fact that someone else could easily obtain my blood, which she thought she had monopolized.

Perhaps that’s why Lorian was still tough.

“No, I can’t do it because it would be a waste. If you’d rather give it to me, you could give it to me and share what I filtered. Go—”

“Ah okay. I can give it to you too. If you give it. To be jealous.”

Lorian is speechless as she takes off her vambrace.

She pursed her lips several times.

The intention was obvious.

That’s not true, I’m doing this for your safety.

That’s probably what you want to say. But even he stopped when he saw her her her her arms her her without vambraces.

In the end she gave in to temptation.

With a dazed look on her face, as if she was possessed, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me.

To be precise, it was a case of sinking teeth, but at first glance, it was no different from her kissing her her.

“Ugh.”

The pain that comes soon.

I still haven’t gotten used to the feeling of being bitten. But it doesn’t matter. I’m going to play it anyway.

I still couldn’t get used to the feeling of her life her being sucked out, but it was nice to see Laurie An’s face relax.

She held my forearm and sucked blood for a while before coming to her senses

“Anyway, what I want to say is…” ” .”

“Only you will drink. It’s nothing like that.”

“That, no, that… Right. Sorry. I was a little jealous.”

It was not a little, but Lorian, as she knew it, blushed with shame.

Cute b*tch. Of course, in return, Isla’s face became slightly scared, but she did not whine openly.

I’ll be able to comfort you later. As I was thinking about it, the old man came back.

“Thanks to you, I survived.”

His complexion was not much different from when I saw him a moment ago. Unlike Lorian, who had just sucked blood and had a bright complexion, he seemed to be lacking in blood.

He said various things to me with that face.

It is said that thanks to the mercy shown, the children survived and the hungry will become quiet.

There was a common trait there. It seems as if he doesn’t see me as his master’s ally

So when he soon hardened his expression, I thought it was time to come.

“… “No.”

An old man muttering to himself in astonishment. He led us to a roughly set-up tent in a remote location.

“You can’t go inside and come out. You must never, ever come out.”

As I followed the lead and entered the tent, lowered myself to hide, a thought occurred to me.

The rumor told by the fruit seller I saw at the market, that there was treasure in the mine.

In addition, many adventurers were seen.

After going through many adventures and being skilled at Grim Darker, I felt like I could see something in my eyes. It was a familiar pattern.

Sure enough, someone appeared in the distance toward the common entrance.

“… Ah?”

Lorian let out a dazed sound after seeing that. If you follow her gaze and turn your head, what you see is an androgynous beauty.

Red eyes with high white hair. Someone wearing an aristocratic attire and a long sword.

It was a vampire. Also, pure blood relatives.

Probably the owner of all the mixed-blood vampires in this mine.

“Edilum… ?”

The moment Lorian blankly spits out the name of that blood relative.

All the vampires that filled the cavity looked at the tent we were hiding in.