I moved alone through the darkness of the night.
Leaving behind the warmth of my wooden cabin, my vampire body shot forward, cutting through the thick fog that covered the steep slopes of the Skull Mountains.
My current speed had already surpassed the limits of what a mortal human eye could perceive, making my existence appear nothing more than a fleeting black shadow passing between the sharp cliffs and rocky ravines.
However, while traversing the narrow and winding mountain trail, my enhanced vampire hearing caught the rhythmic sound of approaching horse hooves.
Clop.
Clop.
Clop.
I slowed my movement and began walking casually, both hands tucked inside the pockets of my robe.
From behind the thin veil of cold mist emerged a group of ten knights riding horses, all equipped with full silver armor.
At the front of the formation was a formidable woman with long hair tied into a ponytail.
She led the group forward with a cautious expression, carefully observing their surroundings.
“Stop! Who goes there?!” the woman shouted loudly, instinctively pulling the reins of her horse until the beast let out a sharp neigh in the middle of the narrow path. Find the original chapter at g.com.
As the night wind swept away part of the mist, the female knight’s eyes widened in complete shock.
Standing before her was a mysterious man with a pair of jet black bat wings that sharply contrasted against the pale fog, along with crimson eyes that glowed faintly in the darkness.
“A Vampire…?! Everyone, prepare for battle!”
Sring!
In the blink of an eye, a long silver sword was drawn from its sheath and pointed directly at my chest.
Her stance was firm and disciplined, clearly showing her military training.
I only stared at the sharp blade before me with a tired and uninterested gaze.
It did not impress me in the slightest.
“Lower your weapon, Knight. I don’t have time to waste playing around with you people. Unless…” I paused briefly, my eyes narrowing slightly.
“You are part of the bastards who imprisoned the Beastman race on this mountain.”
The moment the word “Beastman” left my mouth, the tension on the female knight’s face slightly faded, replaced by a deep sense of confusion. This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
After a brief discussion while remaining on guard, they finally realized the truth.
We had the same destination.
The destruction of the mountain bandit camp.
The female knight slowly lowered her silver sword before crossing her arms in front of her chest, giving a formal military salute from the royal kingdom.
“I apologize for my previous hostility. My name is Emilia, a Guardian Knight from the Ovelia Territory,” she said with a firm voice filled with the authority of a leader.
“We are currently carrying out an official mission to rescue the captives who were illegally imprisoned by that criminal group.”
I only gave a small nod without much interest.
I had no desire to waste time arguing, and I wanted to bring down the bandit camp as quickly as possible so I could return home and see my wife and child.
Therefore, I decided to travel with them.
I even pretended to agree with the formal battle strategy Emilia had been explaining throughout the journey.
To be continued.