"You weren't able to see the whole fight, however, we saw everything. Your mother fought 8 humans alone and killed 5 of them before she died.
Those 8 humans were the humans who we were too scared of that our body would tremble if they even glared at us.
She fought them alone and managed to kill more than half of them.
When we were watching the scene, something in us snapped.
I stepped forward and fought the other 3 humans, it was that day when I learned something.
Humans weren't as strong as we think they are.
Actually, they are pitifully weak.
Unless they are not cultivators, we can take them on easily.
From that day on, I started planning.
What I came up with was risky, so risky that all of us might die. However, after seeing your mother fight, we now refused to live under suppression.
The house's owner, that bitch had a weird obsession with her child.
That boy was a regular in the house, so one day, we kidnapped him. Since he was no cultivator, he couldn't resist us.
When that bitch learned about it, she quickly fell to her knees. From that day till 10 years forward, that is now, the boy is still with us, and that bitch is pretty much under our control.
We also got weapons from some of our 'customers', we trained our bodies and got better and better.
Of course, if you think about it, not much has changed since then, we still have to 'serve' our customers, however, physiologically, we are not the servants anymore."
After hearing the story, Azriel was impressed.
However, Ithania started thinking and soon, a few questions popped into her mind,
"Are you relying on a human's feelings for another human to stay alive? Aunt Amara, human feelings can be compared to a mirror. One little impact and they will break apart. Your security isn't guaranteed.
once the house owner loses the love she has for her child, you all are dead. "
"I know that, that's why I said it is a risky plan. However, it is still a lot better than begging for food that was bought by the money we made." Amara answered.
Ithania thought about it a little and then nodded.
"Why bother staying here? Why didn't you all run away?" She asked another question.
"It's not easy, Ithania. Our power is in unity. If we run away, there are very high chances that we will be caught, then, we will be sent to different places and will return to square one.
Also, even if we are ready to risk it, the rewards aren't enough, we don't have anywhere to live. How are we going to survive without getting caught? That is pretty much impossible." Amara answered.
Ithania nodded, she could understand their thoughts as well.
She was different, she was alone.
However, they, as a group, they cannot run away.
"What if I give you an opportunity to run away?"
"If you are talking about me alone th-"
"No, I am talking about all of you."
"…" Amara stayed silent as she glanced at Ithania's face, trying to see something.
However, she only saw a serious expression.
"What are the chances of us escaping successfully?" Amara questioned.
"100%" Ithania answered and Amara narrowed her eyes.
"Ithania, you cannot joke about something as serious as this."
"I am not joking, Aunt Amara. Even if we do get caught and all of the powerhouses in this Town attack us, it wouldn't have mattered."
Ithania then pointed at Azriel and smiled,
"My friend here can destroy this town.
Alone."
Amara's eyes widened in surprise, however, soon, she shook her head in disappointment.
Ithania was still immature, actually, she is a little too immature.
"Lea-" Just as she was about to deny, Ithania continued.
"Times have changed, Aunt Amara.
I am not joking around.
He is stronger than all the humans that are in this town,"
"There are cultiva-"
"It doesn't matter, in the end, cultivators are humans as well. Also, cultivation is not a gift that only humans could utilize.
We, Vampires, can cultivate as well and we are better than those humans." Ithania revealed.
She then turned towards Azriel and nodded.
Azriel nodded back, then, a blood wave formed above his hand, then, it shot to the ground and left a deep, very deep mark on it.
"That attack can easily behead any human cultivator you have ever seen." Ithania smiled and Amara's eyes widened in surprise.
She couldn't believe what was happening in front of her.
"I am not lying, Aunt Amara…"
Then, Ithania started talking about cultivation, True Vampires, the History between Vampires and other races, and her goal, which is to gather all the slave vampires together.
"So you are telling me that… Vampires were one of the strongest races in Yrniel.
We Vampires can cultivate, you and this boy are cultivators.
The techniques humans gave us were wrong.
You have the correct cultivation techniques, you are gathering all the vampires together and are willing to give us correct cultivation techniques so that we can cultivate as well?"
"Precisely." Ithania nodded.
"How many vampires you have gathered?" Amara questioned, she still found everything unreal, however, that attack Azriel showed her…
That was powerful…
Very powerful…
"Currently, we have 250+ Vampires, however, maybe next month, or 2 months later, we will have more than 2000 vampires."
"T-Two thousand…" Amara's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Where will all those vampires live? What about the food? Wha-"
"You don't have to worry about all that, Aunt Amara. You just need to tell me, are you willing to join us?" Ithania questioned.
Amara started thinking.
She wanted to agree, however, her decision would affect the lives of all her sisters. She can't be reckless.
She had to think.
"Oh C'mon!" Suddenly, Azriel, who has been sitting silently on the chair that he had taken out of his storage ring, stood up and groaned.
"Ugghh… Bookworm… why are you wasting so much time?" Azriel muttered, he then turned towards Amara and questioned,
"You, are worried that we are lying to you, right?"
"N-No… tha-"
"Don't worry, I can understand. Things are tough and I would have considered you a dumb idiot if you had agreed easily.
However, you have to understand that we don't have all day, we have important things to do.
Let's do this, you can leave me out, but you've known Ithania since she was a child right? You know she is a vampire just like you.
How about you call all your 12 fighters and make them fight her?"
"H-Huh? W-We can't possibly hur-"
"Don't worry, Ithania is a calm person, she won't hurt you guys too badly," Azriel muttered.
"A-Alright…"
Amara muttered.
Actually, she wasn't worried about her people.
She was worried about Ithania.
Her sisters have been training for 8-9 years!
They are strong!
However, for some reason, she couldn't go against Azriel and called the 12 'fighters'.
"Sister Amara… are you sure you want us to fight her?"
"Umm… just be a little careful… don't hurt her too much…"
"Of course! How can we hurt her? We used to play with her when she was young. Heh, she was like a shining doll that lightened our heart." A fighter muttered.
Since they were still vampires, getting pregnant was hard for them.
Therefore, they cherished all the children that are born even if they were not their own.
"She was so cute before" Another fighter muttered.
"Indeed. I am now starting to miss that cute little girl~"
"Now she has grown into a beauty."
"Indeed, the man beside her is eye-catching as well~"
"Oi oi, don't go around looking at someone else's man, especially your niece's"
"Heh. It's not like I have any chance… I am not pure anymore…"
"…"
"You guys, what the hell are you talking about?" Amara, who heard them couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
They still had to fight you know?
Even if it would be an easy fight, they still needed to fight!
"Are you guys done with all the planning?" Azriel questioned, of course, with his hearing, he could hear what they were talking about, but he didn't care.
He just wants to get over it and start the real action.
Ithania also had a small smile on her face as memories of her childhood started playing in her mind.
"Yes, we are done. However, we will be using wooden swords so that we can prevent any injuries." Amara muttered.
"That is alright." Azriel just shrugged.
Then, he glanced at Ithania and muttered with a lazy look on his face.
"End it quickly, I am bored."
Ithania just shook her head,
She then turned towards the 'fighters' and smiled.
"I won't go easy on you, Aunties."
"We won't go easy on you as well," The fighter standing in the middle muttered.
"Aren't you going to take out your weapon?" another fighter questioned.
"I don't need it," Ithania answered and the fighters frowned.
"Alright, the fight starts now!"
Not wanting any more chit-chat, Azriel announced.
Suddenly the calm and friendly atmosphere around the fighters turned serious.
Then, without waiting, they rushed towards Ithania at the same time.
Suddenly, Ithania's blue eyes shined brightly and she ordered,
[Attack]
The 6 fighters she had controlled moved and attacked the other six warriors from behind.
The warriors that were attacked passed out.
[Attack yourself]
Another order was passed.
Then, the 6 remaining warriors attacked their own heads with their wooden swords, and they passed out as well.
The fight ended.
"W-What the hell…?"
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