Weed questioned once again.
“Aren’t you Tori? Earlier you did say you like girls?”
The vampire from the coffin was desperately trying to convince Weed otherwise.
“All vampires like girls, that’s the stereotype of my country, hmph! You also have no evidence that I’m Tori.” (vampire usofunny, digging ur own grave.)
“But I do think that you’re Tori. I’m Weed. Don’t you know me?”
“I don’t. Really.”
Weed knew that vampires often lie, so he didn’t believe these words one bit. He’d rather believe in the words of the merchant trying to 1up him rather than them(vampires.)
“But I’m sure this voice belongs to Tori. So you’ve been asleep in Todeum since you came here?”
“……”
Weed senses surpassed those of the diviners.
But from the casket, no further answers escaped. He simply remained silence, not bothering with a reply.
Weed said insinuatingly.
“Humm. And here Prina wanted to see you.”
“Really? Prina with the body that I missed?”
“Yep! She wanted to give you flowers she brought up. Something like red roses.”
“Keuheuheu. I knew you were really in love with me, Prina. Not a single girl can reject this handsome body of mine.”
Weed asked.
“Then, it’s really Tori who’s in there, huh?”
“Hut!”
“You decide: get beaten when you come out, further beaten when you come out, even more so beaten when you come out, or I’ll beat you until you come out, or I’ll let you come out. You know I’m an engraver, right? If you come late, I’ll engrave the casket ‘Tori the Fool’.”
The pride of the prideful vampire has been stripped through intimidation!
Weed used his profession as a Sculptor to intimidate without hesitation.
At first glance, the Sculptor class was one where one can barely live on and had to fight to survive on a daily basis, but the upside was that he could dabble into many areas.
In fact, this helped in the inseparable relationship between Weed and Tori.
Whenever he beats Tori, Familiarity dropped.
If so, then the normal case was that Tori would never follow Weed.
However, after having severely beaten, the taming process would automatically begin. Domesticated animal like horses, or such monsters with slightly higher intelligence could be tame.
Complete surrender to the owner, faithfully following any commands given.
Of course there are conditions. Charisma and Leadership needs to be high, and having a class such as the Tamer will be helpful.
In Weed’s case, the profession was hardly suitable, but his Leadership and Charisma was on the very high side. But to be at the tolerable level of a guild master, Weed’s Leadership and Charisma weren’t enough.
On top of those, while Weed hunted, part of his hunting EXP also went into Tori’s growth.
In other words, Weed’s contribution to Tori was very high, which forced him to comply.
Although the master and pet relationship was over, Weed and Tori was still inseparable.
“Kkeueung!”(squeak sound)
The lid of the coffin gently opened. And the vampire in it was making a sickly sound.
The change in lighting showed the pale appearance of Tori.
***
Weed took Tori and returned to where the party was staying.
The party, in the meantime, had unearthed a few good hunting grounds in the surrounding areas.
Swamp in the east filled with Crocodiles!
Scorpions in the sands located southeast!
In the Northwest plains had Barbarian tribes!
Although there were a lot of other hunting grounds, the levels of those exceeded 300, so it was too early for the party to hunt there.
“Weed nim, please make crocodile leather bags.”
“I want to eat seasoned and grilled scorpions, can you do it?”
Hwaryeong and Surka begged as if they were baby birds awaiting the mother’s return.
Zephyr too didn’t play around. He had loads of fishes stacked in wait.
Of course, even without Weed around, they all still wanted to eat. But because everybody cooking skills were too low, nobody wanted to cook and take the blame for everyone’s intestinal problems.
Zephyr, as a Fisherman, could cook the fishes by default; but he had never cooked before.
Because of this, Weed began boiling to make hot chowder.
“Along the river, there are many hunting grounds. Calling it the monster’s paradise is not an exaggeration.”
There were also plenty of monsters in Todeum.
There wasn’t any place that doesn’t have monsters!
Weed had been under duress of the Unicorns and Pegasus when he was running away.
But Weed’s eyes lit up like those of the monsters.
“Can we win the fight at our levels?”
“I can’t tell yet. I found an intermediate hunting ground filled with Water Elementals.”
The hunting ground he spoke of was filled with level 320!
While being hopeful that the quantity of mobs there were sufficient, with the party superior damage output along with teamwork, that hunting ground seemed like a blessing.
Weed’s level was at 339 as well, so the experience points he could obtain weren’t bad.
“But isn’t this that vampire Tori?”
The eyes of the party left Weed and went toward Tori.
“Yes. By chance, we meet again.”
“……”
The glances from the party changed into that of pity.
In every case and form, Tori looked as if he had been socked in both eyes. That sight and the drastic screams of the moment resonated vividly in everyone’s ears.
He had suffered so much. All he wanted was liberation…
And here of all places, to have meet Weed once again, the door of suffering swung wide open.
‘We are also tired like you. You’ll get use to it.’
‘Poor guy.’
‘He must rather die.’
‘You’re also attracted to misfortune.’
They sympathized with the mighty lord of a vampire clan.
Weed now, having escaped the Unicorn and Pegasus, lowered his guard.
“Tori, tell me. What happened to Todeum.”
“That…”
Tori let out all he knew about the situation.
The Vampires were in a state of mass hysteria under the invasion of the Unicorn and Pegasus. However, some reorganized and organized a counterattack. A brave lord and his familiars fought against the invaders; in one or two bouts, the clan turned into ashes.
Because of the nature of the prideful and independent Vampires, no one lineage wanted to cooperate with another.
Most of the time they would never comply to the will of another race!
And since they didn’t want to risk the sacrifice, they’d rather went into their coffins to hide. They planned to sleep for several hundreds of years until their invaders disappear entirely.
Weed asked.
“That’s the plan?”
“Yes, is that not a plan? Simple non-violence and patience tactic…”
“……”
Tori’s plan was also to sleep. Having just arrived into Todeum, he had not drifted into his slumber. And just as he was about to, Weed found him.
“But we Vampires did not give up fighting. If you are here, we can fight together.”
“How can we do that?”
“Wake up the sleeping Vampires! If you kill the enemies in each castle, then the Vampires would voluntarily leave their coffins on their own.”
Ttiring!
Obtain more concrete information on the quest.
Cooperation with the Todeum’s Vampires.
Save the Vampires and join forces to prepare for a counterattack against the Unicorn and Pegasus.
Until Todeum’s night and day returns, on the full moon of every month, the bats will lend You assistance with their wings to give You flight.
A major battle will be known when the drums are sounded.
The request of an unknown vampire.