
"I am a human being."
Villian clasped the knife tightly to cut the meat.
'I should be able to run even against him.'
Villian lowered his head and closed his eyes waiting for Regis to attack him.
".........?"
But there was no sound what the pound Regis made.
Villian slowly raised his head.
"You forgot? I told you that werewolves don't eat humans."
Yes, Villian remembered that. But he still needs to be careful.
Sweat ran down his cheeks and Regis could slowly see Villian's real body.
"You......... girl?"
'Ah, he'll know what I look like when I tell my race.'
Villian just nodded slowly.
"That's why you don't want me to know your name?"
'And Lucard is probably human too.'
Villian nodded again.
"My name is Villian Tex Ajellan. I'm a duke's family traveling the world while there's time to live."
'As long as there is time to live.' That word made Regis furrow his brows.
However he as a dark creature could feel the dark cursing energy in Villian's left chest.
"What is souhell?"
Villian just nodded unconcernedly.
"It can be healed if you become a dark creature."
Regis looks at Villian who makes a face of disbelief with what Regis just said.
'He's still human. Where could he possibly want to be a dark creature.'
"I have no desire to continue living and if making myself a dark being can make me as strong as a dragon, I will gladly become a dark being."
Regis looked at Villian in shock.
'Is being dark not a big time for him?'
Villian was tired.
"Also if I were a dark creature, I wouldn't be able to go back to my house. And if you want, I must become as powerful as a dragon."
Regis nodded his head as if expecting such a response.
"You didn't come here alone, did you. You come with anyone?"
Villian played with a knife in his hand while thinking.
"Diamond."
Diamon raises himself and makes Regis shocked.
"This is one of them. This is Diamon, the dragon lord of the heavens. I became her nanny until she could take care of herself."
Regis couldn't keep his mouth shut.
"Another sea guardian dragon, Eugine. The crown prince of my kingdom, Zillo Lou Hades, is 1 level below the sword master. Gerlic, my friend. He's a painter and he's adept as a real assassin/killer. Radex V Ejellkel, bodyguard of the Ajellan household, master of the sword and lastly, Lucard, he's a necromancer and it looks like he's the heir of the necromancer king."
Regis really can't keep his mouth shut.
'He was surrounded by all those strong people? Also he brought the successor of the necromancer king? Will this kingdom be reversed? Not just that, 2 dragons?'
Regis felt he would be fainted if he met the sea guardian dragon.
"Also because I'm separated, I'm living in the vampire king's sister's room right now. He saved me when I fell into a rushing river."
'If it wasn't for me hitting a rock, I wouldn't need help readyapon!'
Villian was upset at being helped.
"So, the reason you want to look for Lucard is, so you can ease the chaos in this kingdom?"
Villian.
"That's not gonna help at all. Astrologers will do anything to get rid of it."
'I hope I can write like 'Lucard returned to the dark kingdom and took control of the other 10 families easily'. Now what's the next plan?'
Villian pierced the meat skewer in front of him while continuing to think.
Villian's head felt like it was emitting smoke due to overwork.
Bang out!
Villian stomped on the dining table and stood up.
"Let's talk to a necromancer! I don't care!"
Villian immediately flew out of the dining room window.
"Wait on! Villian! It's dangerous! Argh!"
Regis brushed her hair and took her jacket.
"I'm out now, don't follow me."
"Good boss!"
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Once again, Villian walked over while holding himself back from wanting to vomit.
'I think I'm lost. Where am I now?'
Villian who fell to the ground had no idea where he was now.
He was on a deserted street where there was always going to be a commotion.
'Ahhh.... My body hurts motherfucker!'
Villian was bluffing his teeth withstanding the pain of the fall.
His head was dizzy and his body was sick.
Villian cursed from the inside and it was his last thought before lying down the fainter due to pain and dizziness.
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"Where am I?"
Villian was asked and saw the scenery he used to see.
"Aah.... This is where I merciful street gangsters get porridge."
10 Men with guns in their hands.
5 Carrying baseball bats, 3 carrying knives and 2 of them carrying iron pipes.
"It's the day I'm really fucking shit."
Even though her black-haired self said that, she still won 10 against 1. Not only that, he was also unarmed.
But the damage he received on his body was also not something light.
His body was bruised here and there, his hands were hollowed out by a knife, his shoulders were badly injured, the side of his stomach was injured deep enough, 3 his teeth were missing and his face was shattered.
He went home and treated all his injuries himself.
With all that pain, he sat down at the writing table and opened a book.
He took a pencil and began writing the title of the story.
It was empty even though he was writing.
'I don't remember the headline I made that day.'
Villian just keeps seeing what he's done in the past.
'How could I have fainted just from falling and getting dizzy? True nonsense compared to this.'
Villian taunted her who was fainting easily.
With all the pain of his pain, he ignored it and continued to write.
[I'm going to die, so let's help! Villian said that and fell asleep.]
Villian looked at herself in the glass and it was her smiling face after writing the paragraph.
"Omong empty. If you want to help, you..... ....... ......"
Villian could not hear his words clearly. He doesn't remember him ever saying anything like that. Well, dreams are just dreams.
Villian's gaze became blurred and he opened his eyes.
He was on a soft, warm bed.
He looked towards someone in black robes like Lucard while reading a book. His fingertips are black.
"Nejum expert?"
Villian muttered and the black robe looked at him.
"So you're awake. My name is Millia. I'm a necromancer from a tier 2 family."
The black robe opened its headgear and looked like a girl of the same age as Lucard who was very cute.
"I'm Vill-"
Villian stopped because she just remembered her current man.
"Vill huh's.... I found you lying on the street. So I'm helping you. Don't think weird."
His tone was very arrogant in Villian's ears.
"Thank you, I owe you. I'm new here, so who's a level 1 necromancer?"
Villian just wanted to make sure that Lucard was the king of necromancers.
Millia's face slightly hardened and looked sad.
"They've been killed. My family killed them with poison. I can't do apapon. Their successor, Lucard, was chased by the killer my family hired. I must have him already......"
Millia stopped what she wanted to say.
'It must be difficult for a child to seem to see such a thing.'
Villian who was weak towards small children could not help but feel what Millia was feeling.
"Are you aware of your weakness now?"
Millia clasped her hands tightly hearing that even from a vampire.
He looks like trash because he is weak and disagrees with his family.
Because of that he was very envious of a family like Lucard.
"Are you aware?"
Villian asked again. Millia was grinding her teeth.
"Yes I realized! Why if I am weak!? I'm still your necromancer fucking vampire!"
Hearing that, Villian smiled.
"So do it."
"Huh?"
Millia's confused.
"Beyond your weaknesses and in power. Show power to those who underestimate you. You're still a necromancer. "
Millia's mouth can't be closed. He was very shocked by the word weak vampire in front of him. He felt they were the same, no, he was even stronger than the vampire in front of him.
"I may be weak. But I'll help you get to the top."
Millia could not ignore that word. What should he do now?
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Serialize...............