Weed and his party cautiously continued forward, until the wall’s gates were in sight. Next to the gate were men in white gloves that looked like guards.
Sharp teeth!
Paled face!
Draping black cape and so forth.
“The guards are vampires.”
Weed stopped at a distance.
“Shouldn’t we attack?” Mapan asked a question that no one could answer.
Highly intelligent monsters that don’t attack were very rare; the mobs that may not attack were herbivores, or those that lived in tree or such doesn’t hold aggression as much; unless they were protecting their youngs!
But vampires were subtly different; maybe in some ways, they have emotions such as human beings. Weed took a step forward.
“Maybe I’ll get a dialogue with them. Let me have a word.”
“That could be dangerous…be careful, Weed-nim.”
Irene words were full of concerns. As soon as Weed finished, the always sunny Yurin also felt uneasy. But Weed, as it was his position, took the lead and embarked.
“Don’t worry. I’ll somehow avoid and make it back here alive.”
Faith and will power!
Though having his profession as a sculptor, his defenses were quite lacking; while the extent of the Kingdom of Vampires, Todeum, vampire guards were still unknown. But still, Weed fought against a clan of vampires before, and had to deal with Tori a bunch of times before; so much that he understood their laws and habits that he could use these to his advantage.
Geomchi5 approached from the side.
“I’ll go with. Cant let you brave the danger alone.”
“Yes, sahyeong(elder brother).”
Weed and Geomchi5 walked carefully step by step toward the vampire guards. Geomchi5 was completely trustworthy. Regardless of the differences in levels, he did not show fear to monsters he have encountered. In this dead of night, they advanced forward, fully prepared; Geomchi5 suddenly asked.
“But Weed, why don’t we fight them? Whether its vampire bats or a village full of vampires, shouldn’t we just attack and destroy them?”
On Versailles continent, territories belonging to a race of monster were popular hunting grounds. An example would the Goblins, the one with the Broadest Distribution, where many of them came together to built forts using the materials and land around them, namely woods. Goblin town or Goblin forts!
With that said, because of them, the nearby kingdoms productivity will be decreased. Usually then, the lords of those kingdoms would commission people to hunt down and destroy them. These opportunities not only will increase their reputations, but they get to keep all of the loots. But Weed had a different opinion.
“Maybe, but it’s too early to make a decision.”
“Too early?”
“Yes. We’re not even sure if we’ve arrived to the Kingdom of Vampires, right? However, starting a war with the vampires will do more harm than good.”
“I see. An unexpected brawl is something we don’t want after coming this far.”
“War is the last option after everything else.”
“Yes, understood.”
Weed and Geomchi5 came up to the vampire guards.
“Halt!”
The vampire guards snarled while revealing their blade like fangs.
“The stench of unfamiliar bloods. Are you humans?”
“Yes.”
Weed said in a humble tone.
“What are humans doing on our land? This is where you can not enter. Return to whence you came from!”
“Leave now and I spare your blood.”
Though they didn’t openly acted out their aggression, the vampire guards were still very hostile. At this point, adventurers would usually back away or choose to fight against the guards. The typical cases, though Weed was different.
“The weather here is a good one! The bats can fly high in the sky freely, hunting down the crawling vermin on the ground.”
“I understand what you’re talking about, human.”
“I agreed.”
The guard showed a slight reaction.
“And truly to your names as the lords of the night, the clothing you wear is really luxurious; full of elegance and cordial. Donning a white shirt, setting contrast to the black pants and the cape. Ah! Is that the Cloak of Darkness?! I’m honored to see such an exquisite item.”
Weed fussed over their outfits.
Seems like the vampire was a race of clothes lovers, whom had shown lots of considerations toward their outer appearance; the vampire guard on the left voice seemed to soften after hearing the compliments.
“Take a photo, it’ll last longer.”
Though the right guard still had his Battle Stance up and seemingly will rush in at any moment. Weed could show the same amount of interest in the other guard, but they might notice the lies if he had switch from one to another. Seeing how the Intimacy level only rose slightly, there was still a huge risk of them becoming aggressive. Weed then pulled out a carving knife.
The right guard asked.
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to give you two gifts.”
“Gifts?”
“Yes, I’m going to craft something, I’d be delighted if you accept.”