northernbook Chapter 192 The Poor Vampire is the Real Boss 15
Chapter 192 The Poor Vampire is the Real Boss 15
In fact, during this night hunt, the original owner, mindful of their mutual respect and friendship, did not actually lead him to the place where the trap had been set, but she also did not speak up to warn him.
No matter what, Brewster is a vampire, a race that the original owner feared greatly. They have strong physical abilities and wound healing capabilities, move extremely fast, and have excellent vision, making them impossible to kill easily.
She didn't want to be anyone's pawn, so she made an excuse to leave when she was almost at her destination. She wanted to see if she, as a half-vampire, could survive without the protection of the castle.
However, the good times didn't last long. Just when Brewster was framed, Avi appeared. He didn't care that the original owner was disobedient. Instead, he revealed to Brewster that the original owner and his so-called brother had secretly colluded to kill him.
At that moment, Brewster felt utterly hopeless, and his feelings towards the original owner of this body became even more complex. However, Avi hadn't expected that the severely injured boy would still have the strength to run back to the castle.
Under his father's watchful eye, he dared not rashly attack Brewster. It wasn't until he discovered the boy's strength was growing at an alarming rate, transforming from the prince's initial disdain to high praise within a month, that he realized the truth.
Left with no other choice, Avi ordered the capture of Ni Qing, Brewster's most cherished love interest. However, the young man had already seen through her true nature and subjected her to all sorts of torment.
Thinking of this, Ni Qing pursed her lips slightly and said absentmindedly, "Your Highness, you can go first. I forgot to take something, and I'll come find you later."
She hasn't figured out what exactly it will be yet.
Brewster watched him quietly, his slender figure casting a long shadow in the moonlight, his silver hair seemingly shimmering in the light, and his narrow phoenix eyes blinking gently.
"Come back soon, okay?" he said slowly.
Ni Qing lowered her eyelashes: "Okay." Only after speaking did she turn and leave in the direction she came from. Her storyline was practically finished here; all she needed to do next was hide for a few months, then get caught and brought back for whatever came next.
He only turned and continued on his way after the girl's figure disappeared from sight. For some reason, he felt unusually irritated.
The moon, like a clean, white disc, hung quietly on the treetops, its pure light spilling onto the path, creating an atmosphere of profound solitude.
Ahead, he seemed to see a hint of Zhuangzi. He walked casually, glancing around without leaving a trace, his expression indifferent, as if he wasn't the one surrounded.
The rats hiding in the shadows stared at him with their blood-red eyes, as if they saw him as a stepping stone to promotion.
The boy stopped abruptly, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Who sent you?" Before coming, he had been willing to pretend and play along, but now, he had no interest in it anymore.
He stood in the moonlight, while the girl walked into the darkness without looking back, without the slightest lingering or hesitation. Thinking of this, Brewster's smile faded slightly.
Upon being discovered, the group of people didn't waste any time and immediately crawled out. Each of them had a malicious expression, wore insulated rubber gloves, and carried a small white porcelain bottle.
Behind them were people carrying crosses and silver knives.
This was the holy water, the cross, and the silverware they feared most. They were to follow orders and plunge a silver dagger into the young prince's heart until he died before they could complete their mission.
They just didn't expect that even though they were hiding so well, he still discovered them. This abandoned little prince didn't seem to be as innocent as others said.
Brewster chuckled slightly, a hint of mockery in his voice: "So, want to come at me all at once?" Then, he vanished from their sight in a flash.
Their race's vision and image-capturing abilities are tens or hundreds of times greater than humans', yet even under these circumstances, they were unable to pinpoint Brewster's exact location.
The half-vampires instinctively felt that he had run away and immediately became nervous. Before they could chase after him, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind them.
The half-vampire holding the silver dagger cried out in surprise, his weapon vanishing in an instant.
The young man had silver hair and bloodshot eyes, and looked exceptionally handsome. His hand, hanging casually at his side, held a dagger. At first glance, he seemed unaffected, but in reality, his palm was already scalded and bleeding.
About fifteen minutes later, the boy slowly emerged from the woods. Dark red blood slid from his palms down his fingertips into the dust, and his body was covered with wounds of all sizes, appearing to be severely injured, leaving bloody footprints with every step.
The vampires who originally came to assassinate him have long since vanished.
The wounds on his body were self-inflicted to conceal his true identity. He could easily handle just a dozen or so people, but if he pushed Avi too far, he would be unable to deal with hundreds or thousands of vampires.
Now, not even a single body can be found, and Yavi is dead and there's no way to corroborate the story. Who would have thought that he killed himself? Only then did he relax his furrowed brows.
When he came to his senses, he realized that he had unknowingly returned to the fork in the road, the place where Ni Qing had left. He pursed his lips, lightly stepped onto the tree, and lazily leaned against the thick branches, quietly waiting for the girl's return.