I Became the Wrong Race

63 – Mines and Vampires (4)

I got goosebumps.

The sight of hundreds of vampires all looking at the tent we were hiding in reminded me of a story I once saw on the Internet.

When he told the person in the dream that this was a dream, he said that everyone in that space was looking at him.

Since it was a limited space called a classroom, not many people would have seen it, but just imagining it gave me goosebumps.

That’s what’s happening to me now.

It is several times larger in scale and adds the unique eerieness of a vampire.

No matter how much I turned my head, I couldn’t escape the red gaze.

The sight of the tent where my colleagues and I were hiding was scary in itself, but the most scary thing was the presence of hundreds of people who could rush in.

In the end, it seemed that mixed-blood vampires could not escape the control of higher-ranking vampires.

Even though I thought I had built up some goodwill, there would be no reason to hide it if they were going to be hostile towards me.

They were clearly hostile towards me and their eyes were burning. Just because the owner’s blood relative looked at this tent.

Lorian, who belatedly realized that he had made a mistake, was shocked and covered his mouth, but the sound had already escaped.

“Hmm.”

It’s a sticky voice. It’s different from Lorian’s somewhat rough but pleasant voice.

The overall impression was that it was sticky blood. Unlike Lorian, the blood relative that Lorian called Edilum seemed like a proper blood relative.

Therefore, I was able to predict what happened right away.

Edilum stretched out her hand. Unlike a leisurely outstretched hand, blood drops form at the fingertips, and the collected blood drops accelerate.

A sound echoes from the passing trajectory. However, even such a powerful force could not catch up with the blood drops that were shot.

Fast. I can barely see it with my own eyes. It just seemed like a red ray was heading towards me.

The target is the heart. A place where even a homunculus loses consciousness for a moment if hit.

Since it’s not your neck, you won’t die, but if you lose consciousness, it’ll be difficult. Reflexively, I raised my arms.

Kwazizig!

I saw my arm being crushed by the armor.

My brain feels numb. Consciousness becomes distant even for a moment.

A feeling of loss, a sharp, cold pain rising from the base of the arm to the brain.

Hot, cold, painful.

A striking blow that splits plate armor and sacred blood with 22 health. I gritted my teeth to hold back the searing pain, and I felt my teeth breaking because I was clenching them so hard.

Did I bite too hard?

But there was no time to think. I rolled on the floor on purpose and placed my severed arm on the floor.

I endure the screams and pain that come out of my mouth. The amount of blood flowing was less than expected. It’s thanks to the regenerative power.

So I immediately saw Lorian.

The red eyes I met were trembling slightly. It was only after she made eye contact with me that she knew what I wanted.

The hand moves, and the blood flowing from my severed forearm wets the floor.

Wide and shallow. As if someone’s heart was broken and spilling out.

And only after the blood had flowed like that did Edilum slowly lower her raised hand.

“Are you an adventurer?”

“Yes, that’s right. Lord of blood.”

“Send the body up and have a good day at work.”

And the androgynous-looking blood relative left. His exit His was as unexpected as his first appearance

“I’m gone.”

Isla said. She was holding her crossbow with a slightly annoyed frown. So that you can shoot at any time.

The target was obviously Edilum, who had left, but I somehow felt that I had to protect Lorian.

“Thank god. “The improvisation was crazy, wasn’t it?”

Isla raises her eyes as I say this while laughing for no reason. A sharp gaze that shakes her shoulder.

Lorian hiccups under that gaze, and I silenced her as she tried to tell more jokes.

They say that people who don’t normally get angry are scared of getting angry.

I couldn’t say a word in the cold atmosphere.

“Are you okay?”

“Uh, uh. Okay. “It’s nothing.”

Fortunately, the vampires were able to talk and escape. As I stepped out of the tent, the gazes gathered towards me were not much different from before.

But there was no feeling of goosebumps. There is no difference in that it still glows red.

Maybe it’s because of the situation. As I thought about it, I thought of my blood relatives who were no longer there.

Edilum. A blood relative who noticed and attacked Lorian just by calling his name

I don’t know if I heard the name or just sensed it.

At least I knew the situation.

The blood relative who is the ruler of this mine and the owner of these hundreds of vampires.

He was more skilled at blood magic than Lorian.

I clicked my tongue while looking at my forearm that was still regenerating.

*

“Edilum is a blood relative… He is a blood wizard.”

It was around the time I left the tent and my arm regenerated.

Lorian said with a puzzled expression.

“You use blood magic too.”

“A little bit different. “I am a blood knight, and blood magic is only auxiliary.”

To be clear, the blood magic used by Lorian was rarely used aggressively.

At most, it was about manipulating the blood flow of the opponent while exchanging sword strikes to control their movements and give them a debuff, but not at the level of shooting blood drops like a sniper rifle.

“Blood wizards, what exactly do they do?”

“I mainly train blood magic… “He is a blood wizard who defeats enemies with blood magic.”

I couldn’t say I knew that when I heard the name. Lorian already seemed to have quite complicated feelings.

“Do you know each other?”

“I know. But… “I won’t recognize you because I haven’t seen you since my body became like this.”

Fortunately, the part I was worried about turned out to be okay. Even though Lorian was in a complicated state of mind, he explained it thoroughly.

“Edilum is a type of blood wizard that focuses on blood magic as a means of attack.”

“Like that one earlier?”

“Right. “I didn’t think he would shoot that right away.”

A bloody bullet flew at very high speed, like a bullet fired from a sniper rifle.

There isn’t much information about blood magic in the game.

It wasn’t such a grand magic. It was a magic that could be called a ‘normal hit’, which simply used blood as a bullet to shoot it out.

Nevertheless, the power was enormous. I don’t know exactly what happened, but it destroyed my arm, which was covered in armor and blood.

I thought that it might be a series where you are immediately judged to have been hit without being judged to have hit.

Or maybe they are correcting such judgments.

So, I was able to understand after listening to Lorian’s next words.

“That was a blood bullet. It’s the most basic blood magic… It is the most basic means of attack.”

“That broke my arm.”

“Edilum is especially a master of blood bullets.”

It was a troublesome type.

As always, the enemy who sticks to the basics is bound to be the most difficult.

I frowned and looked at the arm that had already regenerated.

[Armor: 18 (Blood Shade) + 5 (Dexterity) = 23]

The status window floating above the arm.

My wasn’t defense’t that low.

Because the blood red shade was treated as a part of the body, my armor was fully influenced by my agility and was higher than that of an ordinary heavy armored warrior.

The defense level of 23 is a level that cannot be compared among natural creatures.

Even a well-trained warrior wearing plate armor and holding a shield had around 21 points.

That’s not all, I also got kicked out. Considering that my mastery level was 3 points, my actual defense level could be said to be 26 points.

The bullet broke through that defense and crushed my arm.

It even broke my armor, which was resistant to all kinds of damage due to its holy blood, and even crushed my flesh.

This means that both damage and hit rate are at a level that cannot be ignored. It is a strong enemy.

She seemed to be equal to or better than Lorian before she broke the ring and became a woman.

Sure enough.

“Edilum had a higher rank than me. “I was just a guardian blood knight, but Edilum was a royal attendant.”

Palace bag. It was an unfamiliar name. I could tell from the nuance that she was something similar to an empress I heard about once.

She didn’t bother to explain. Do they think I already know?

“Is it very strong?”

“It will be strong. Especially… If those mixed bloods support you, you won’t be able to fight unless Nerilmaeus is there.”

Nerilmaeus, the mourning dragon. I probably wouldn’t have been able to win if it wasn’t for the new technology I acquired.

If it is not on the same level as it, there is no fight. If those mixed-blood vampires start getting in the way, I won’t be able to fight properly.

Didn’t Lorian even say that she wouldn’t aim her sword at the weak?

When I thought about that, I didn’t think Lorian could deal with those mixed-blood vampires.

Rather, I saw a picture of something being done in reverse. Because he is an honest guy.

I thought about it for a while and came up with the best answer.

“Then should I go up now and destroy it?”

“… Huh?”

The idea is to trample on the enemy before they get too big, and if there is an opportunity, they will attack without hesitation.

“I heard it would be difficult if the mixed-blood vampires start interfering. Then, while it takes time to come up… In a short time…”

Raise your thumb and trace your neck. The two women were shocked.

“You’re just destroying it.”

“What is that…?!”

Among them, the one who was especially embarrassed was Lorian. She closed her mouth in shock.

“Anyway, our goal is to find the blue minerals that are here. “I honestly don’t know anything else.”

“But.”

“But, if that bastard called Edilum or something gets in the way… “Can’t I just get rid of it?”

Whatever it was, it was like that. There were times when the simplest and most ignorant answer was the most efficient answer.

It still looked that way.

A vampire who is a mixed-blood vampire, and who may be carrying out some conspiracy among the three clans here.

If you get rid of that, you can solve many problems at once. The more I thought about it, the more it sounded like a good idea.

“Edilum may seem like a villain now, but he is also a blood relative. Even though I passed over it last time, I still think you should take advantage of your father’s kindness.”

It seems that it wasn’t for Lorian. She spoke firmly and placed her hands on her waist.

It’s kind of cute.

“Edilum is a member of the blood clan. Even though he is a loyal attendant to the court, I don’t think he considers it more important than my father’s second coming. So…”

“They say I’m not interested in expanding my power, becoming the lord of a castle, or anything like that.”

“Can’t I pretend to be fooled just once and follow along?”

Lorian begged me, almost whining.

No, he actually hung and whined. It wasn’t until Isla’s gaze became scary that I gave a cursory answer.

“Okay. Okay. But don’t expect too much. I don’t think it will work out well.”

“Don’t worry, Edilum is still a blood relative. Loyalty to your father will be deeper than loyalty to a courtier.”

Lorian smiles brightly while pleading.

I thought to myself while looking at Lorian like that.

As soon as I meet him, I will turn on him.

We boarded the carriage prepared by the mixed-blood vampires.