Second World Novel

Jack quickly looked around. He found a couple of corners with heavy shadowing. He hurriedly went there as he replaced his Concealing Coat back to his Cloak of Shadow. He then stayed still in the shadow.

After three seconds, His cloak's special ability activated. His body dissolved into the shadow just as the door to the room opened. Jack saw a teenage man walk in. He was pale but his skin was fair and smooth, he could be described as pretty for a male. He was wearing an expensive-looking robe.

He walked towards a dresser with a large mirror on it. When he stood in front of the mirror, however, there was no reflection of himself. Inside the mirror, the lavish robe he wore was hanging in the air.

Jack saw the teenager's facial expression change. The teenager frowned heavily before he punched the mirror. The glass broke to pieces. Jack used his Inspect on this teenager.

Luther Solus (Elite Vampire, Newborn), level 25

HP: 48,000

This must be the newborn vampire son of the noble. It seemed that the vampire lore here had them unable to look at their reflection in the mirror. This newborn was still a Human not long ago and had probably yet to get accustomed to it. In fact, he was obviously upset about it. He was probably the type who enjoyed watching his own reflection on the mirror every day.

Jack stayed still while waiting for the newborn to get over his tantrum and leave. But what if he didn't? What if he decided to rest in this bedroom? Weren't vampires supposed to sleep inside coffins under the basement? Jack hoped that to be the case. He couldn't imagine just standing here waiting for hours.

Not long after, Jack heard footsteps as he saw three white dots approaching. Keiran, the bodyguard, came in with two women in tow. Jack could see the frightened expression on their faces. They must be two of the slaves from the basement.

Luther gave a brief glance at them before he walked to the enormous-sized bed and sat on its edge. His face was indifferent as if the other three didn't exist in the room.

Keiran made a sign for one of the women to go over to Luther. The woman shook his head, which was awarded a heavy slap from Keiran.

Jack almost jumped out of his hiding place.

The woman then walked over to Luther with heavy steps. After she arrived in front of Luther, then only the newborn lifted his head and studied the woman. He put a hand on her chin and lifted her head up, turning it around slightly as if looking at merchandise.

"Can't you find a better-looking one?" Luther said, clear dissatisfaction in his voice. "I need much blood to augment my blood growth, but sucking blood from such an ugly specimen will just taint my good look."

"I am sorry, young master. There were not many to choose from. The slave market is currently under heavy pressure. The third prince's policy had put a heavy limitation on its operation. Harassment from those participating in the abolitionist movement complicated matters even more. It was getting harder and harder to acquire good quality slaves now.

"Those self-righteous pretentious pricks!" Luther cursed. "Wait until I become a prominent member of the council, I will teach them a lesson!"

Luther's eyes never left the woman who was still standing in front of him. There was a trickle of blood beside the woman's mouth due to Keiran's slap. He came forward and licked the blood on her face. She trembled from the action.

Luther then said to her, "Turn around."

The woman had no choice but to comply.

"Sit," Luther commanded.

The woman looked back with fear and confusion. Luther was directly behind him. Did he want her to sit on his lap?

"Sit!" Luther said louder with an impatient tone.

The woman slowly sat on Luther's lap. Luther used his hand to move the woman's long hair which covered her neck. She had a smooth long neck. Luther exposed his two fangs from behind her, he then bite into her neck. She uttered a short cry of alarm when the fangs penetrated her skin, but she stayed still.

Luther closed his eyes as he sucked the woman's blood.

Jack was frowning as he forced himself to remain still. He said to Peniel in his mind, 'This country prohibited a vampire from draining his victim, right? Even for a slave?'

'The last I heard, that should be the case. They are called blood donators here, not victims,' Peniel said.

'She looks like a victim, not a donator,' Jack replied.

The woman slowly closed her eyes as if getting tired.

'A vampire's bite contains some kind of sedative ability to pacify the ones they were drinking,' Peniel explained.

The process continued for quite some while.

'Hey, how long does a vampire usually take when drinking blood?' Jack asked.

'… Shouldn't be this long,' Peniel answered.

'What?'

At that time, Luther removed his mouth from the woman. He looked up with an open mouth, it was all red inside. His face displayed extreme ecstasy. The woman on his lap still had her eyes closed. She was not moving.

'… Does the sedative effect persist after the feeding ends…?' Jack asked.

'… no,' Peniel answered.

Luther released his hold on the woman and she fell to the floor limply.

The other woman screamed from the sight. She tried to turn and run but Keiran held her. "Go to master Luther," Keiran ordered the girl.

"No… no…! Please…" The woman pleaded.

"Hurry up, woman! I am still not full!" Luther yelled.

"You heard the young master," Keiran said.

The woman shook her head, tears were rolling down from her eyes.

"Damn woman! Hold her down!" Luther exclaimed as he stood up and walked toward the woman.

A crescent sword light and a ball of light suddenly shot out from a corner. Luther was struck the sword light and received 4000 damage. Keiran had better reflex, he let go of the hands holding the woman and made it in time to block the ball of light. He still received small damage regardless.

A man holding a black longsword and magic staff on both hands suddenly appeared in front of Keiran, taking him by surprise. The black sword was suddenly ablaze as it was swung at him. Keiran hurriedly used his hand to block again. This time he suffered more damage and he was even getting pushed strongly and smashed onto the wardrobe behind.

Jack had used Shooting Dash to appear in front of Keiran in a flash. After sending the bodyguard back with Flame Strike, he grabbed at the woman and used the second dash of his skill. The two of them immediately arrived at the bedroom door. Jack kicked the door open and shoved the woman out.

"Hide!" He shouted.

Jack then stood before the door as Keiran and Luther got back on their feet.

"Who are you?!" Luther hissed. "How dare you intrude my mansion! Are you tired of living?!"

"You… you are a human outworlder?" Keiran made a better observation compared to the fuming newborn vampire.

"Human outworlder?" Luther said. He then licked his lips, "I wonder what an outworlder's blood tastes like. Never thought of it till now. You should atone for your sin of disturbing my meal by being one."

Jack didn't respond. He was looking at the native woman who was lying unmoving on the floor. He gritted his teeth. He cursed himself for not taking action sooner.

"You two bastards! Die…!!!" Jack yelled as his Storm Breaker broke apart.

'Peniel, invulnerability!' He yelled within.

Peniel was confused as to why Jack asked for her fourth skill, but she still comply. A translucent layer blanketed Jack's entire body. At the same time, numerous lightning balls filled the room.

The bedroom was large, but not large enough to allow much space to maneuver. When the twenty lightning balls detonated, everyone and everything in the room was covered with intense lightning energy, including Jack. No one escaped the detonation force.

Jack had also activated Life Burning Art and Adrenaline Rush before unleashing the Lightning God Barrage. Each of the balls detonated with over 5000 damage on Keiran and almost 6000 damage for Luther. When the electrical energy dissipated, Keiran was seen in a poor state, his HP was below 50,000. Luther was lying on the floor, the total damage had eclipsed his whole HP.

"What have you done…?!" Keiran howled furiously seeing the state of his charge. He tried to pull out the two scimitars on his waist, but he was having trouble. His body shivered and didn't listen. He was in a paralyzed state.

Jack didn't let go of the chance. He came forward with Whirlwind Falchion already replacing his magic staff. He then performed forty-eight burst slashes from Formless Flowing Sword style, while activating Runestone of Luck. This assault devoured the remaining of Keiran's life. The guard fell with unwilling eyes as great fatigue washed over Jack.

'Ugh… This move is still very draining for my body,' Jack thought.

He used his swords as props to keep him standing straight. While he was trying to catch his breath, Luther's body was suddenly enveloped by an unnatural red aura. The vampire's body floated up and Jack saw the HP bar above him regenerate at a fast rate.

"What the…"