Chapter 15: Chapter 15 It turns out to be love-brained
Smoke curls from the cooking pots, and mist spreads lightly.
The morning in Hogsback Village brings a rich atmosphere of human life to the surrounding green primeval forest, forming a harmonious and serene natural landscape.
There is no clue that this is a mountain village that has been threatened by werewolves for generations.
"Brother Vlad, are you leaving today?" Valerie said reluctantly.
"Yes, Valerie, I still have things to do, so I can't stay here." Vlad rubbed the girl's forehead.
"Oh~" It was clear that Valerie was not very interested.
It was obvious that Vlad, who had only been with her for a day, had left a deep impression on her.
Seeing Valerie with her head lowered and her mouth pouted, Vlad immediately bent slightly and whispered in Valerie's ear:
"Brother Vlad will come back in the future, Valerie. Are you willing to wait for me?"
Valerie opened her eyes wide, looked up at Vlad, and covered her mouth in disbelief.
The girl had almost no resistance to this near-confession of love.
"I... this..." The girl was a little flustered.
"Why, don't you want to?" Vlad asked.
Valerie, who was in a dazed state, didn't notice the mischievous smile on Vlad's lips.
"Okay, no need to answer." Vlad interrupted what the girl was about to blurt out.
"If you have something to do, you can go to Verona for help." Vlad turned his head and said to Vilia and Lucy, who had come to see him off.
After saying that, Vlad turned around and left the village with Verona.
He paid no attention to Valerie's hesitation and the reluctance of several people.
Seeing Vlad walking away, Little Red Riding Hood Valerie fell deeply into self-blame and regret.
Just when Valerie finally couldn't hold back anymore and mustered up the courage to chase Vlad, she found that Vlad and Verona had disappeared.
It was obvious that Vlad's cunning moves had left an indelible impression on the girl's mind.
So many years later, the girl was still brooding about what happened today and never forgot it.
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### Transylvania's Capital
At this time, the Ottoman Empire's army was ready to leave.
In the palace, Vlad looked a little pale as he stared at the five vampire guards in front of him who had just drunk his blood and completed their transformation.
"Including Vilia and her daughters, there are only seven people. It seems that the plan to mass-produce vampires in a short time is impossible."
Vlad thought to himself as he felt the waves of weakness rising in his body.
The lost blood is easy to replenish, but the virus contained in it that can transform ordinary humans into vampires takes time to recover.
Based on the total amount of the virus in his body at this time, he could transform up to ten people at once.
And his body would fall into weakness for a short period, which was definitely a fatal threat to him.
Based on this calculation, Verona and others who were weaker than him could transform at most five or six people at a time, only a third of his capability.
The plan for a rapid expansion of numbers had already gone bankrupt before it even started.
"What would happen if the virus was diluted?" Vlad thought whimsically.
He acted on his thoughts immediately and ordered the guards to bring a few prisoners from the dungeon.
"Master, are you okay?" Verona said worriedly.
"It's not a big problem. From now on, you will temporarily be in charge of this," Vlad said.
"Don't worry, Master. I will develop this place into a stronghold that belongs only to us," Verona promised sweetly.
"Yeah." Vlad nodded and said:
"Transylvania has a unique terrain and a strong dark atmosphere, so there must be many extraordinary dark creatures hidden here.
It's not easy to gather them together. These are the people I've left to help you."
"As my first and currently only vampire bride, I have high hopes for you."
Hearing the word "bride," Verona suddenly raised her head and trembled with excitement.
This made her immediately realize that her status in Vlad's mind was different.
Seeing Verona in a state of excitement, Vlad reluctantly reached out his hand and gently comforted her.
Verona, who realized her loss of composure, blushed and felt a little embarrassed.
Originally, she didn't have such a personality, but when facing Vlad, she easily fell into inexplicable emotions.
Sometimes, she felt something was wrong with herself.
Vlad finally noticed that while Verona appeared quiet and dignified, she exuded an air of infatuation.
Judging by her behavior, Verona was clearly a late-stage hopeless romantic!
However, Vlad was happy to see this happen.
At this time, the bodyguard outside the palace said, "Sir, the prisoners have been brought."
"Bring them in."
Looking at the five prisoners in front of him, Vlad placed the diluted blood before them and had them drink it.
Within moments, the five prisoners began to wail in pain.
Vlad could see their skin churning, black and purple veins bulging, and fangs starting to emerge.
In a moment, the five prisoners completed their transformation, stood up with red eyes, and growled like beasts.
"It seems they are not very smart!" Vlad observed the prisoners, who were roaring mindlessly.
He turned to a vampire guard and said: "Test their abilities."
As soon as Vlad released his blood suppression, the five prisoners rushed toward the vampire guard aggressively, like feral beasts.
"This... isn't this the end-of-the-world version of zombies?" Vlad said, wide-eyed.
Verona and the others, hearing Vlad's remark, looked confused.
By the time they turned to watch the battle, it was over!
"Master, they are too weak," Verona said disdainfully.
"They have no combat sense at all—just aimlessly charging around. What good are they?"
The vampire guard, who easily subdued the prisoners, was also puzzled.
He thought he would have to fight hard but found the prisoners disappointingly frail.
Seeing the zombie-like prisoners defeated so quickly, Vlad sighed: "This is truly... disappointing."
"Master, they aren't dead yet!" Verona suddenly pointed out.
"Their vitality is surprisingly strong," she said in amazement.