The Original Vampire

A son of a baron

Spring in the Northern Territory of the Radiant Empire always comes very late.

It was not until the beginning of April that the snowstorm that had been raging for half a year finally receded unwillingly, and the warm sunshine came to the north again, bringing vitality to the recovery of all things.

But such bright sunshine doesn't seem to be liked by everyone.

For example, this man who just walked out of the Graycastle.

He was wearing a leather three-cornered hat that was pulled down so low that it completely covered his eyes, but he still seemed to feel the sun was too harsh, and he raised his hand to lower the brim a bit.

This man looked seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and handsome. He was wearing a red shirt with a black background, and knight boots with scarlet cross stripes wrapped around his knees, making him a bit fluffy and black. His trousers were bulging, and he looked extravagant against the almost knee-length burgundy jacket.

It's just that his face was extremely pale, as if he was recovering from a serious illness.

"Master Colin!"

...

Along the way, the servants in Graycastle greeted the man one after another.

However, this young master Colin seemed to be very preoccupied, and responded somewhat perfunctory to the greetings of the servants.

After a while, he finally stopped in front of a hut, as if hesitating whether to go in.

"Meow~~"

At the corner of the wall, a kitten let out a dissatisfied cry, as if blaming the man for blocking his sunlight.

Colin Angele recovered from his thoughts, looked at the kitten beside his feet, his frown slightly relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He crouched down and reached out to hold the kitten in front of him.

"Meow!" The humiliated kitten fluttered its teeth and claws for a while, but couldn't get rid of Colin's claws at all, so it calmed down as if resigned, just trying to stare at the stupid human in front of him with wide eyes.

Colin's fingers gently rubbed the kitten's slender neck, as if hesitating for something.

"呲——" Seeing the human in front of him slowly showing sharp tiger teeth, the kitten grinned at him not to be outdone.

One person and one cat faced each other for a while, and Colin suddenly laughed and put the kitten back on the ground.

"Meow! Meow! Meow~" Seemingly feeling that he had successfully defeated the stupid humans in the confrontation just now, the kitten called out a few times proudly.

Then it fell down skillfully, turned over, exposed its belly, and signaled the "defeated general" to hurry up and serve the master.

Unfortunately, the stupid human ignored it, but got up and walked into the hut.

The busy maids in the house were a little surprised when they saw Colin, and quickly stopped their work and asked carefully:

"Master Colin, why are you here? Dinner will take a while longer. If you are hungry, we can prepare afternoon tea for you first."

"No, I'll just walk around." Colin glanced around the kitchen and asked after seeing the tied reindeer in the corner, "Is venison for dinner today?"

"Yes, sir. Carrot stew with venison, and vegetable soup, butter bread, and wine."

Colin touched his chapped lips: "I don't need the wine, prepare me a glass of deer blood."

"Okay." The maids were a little surprised, but nodded in response.

In their impression, among the masters of this Graycastle, only the baron likes to drink deer blood, while the taste of Mr. Colin has always been very light.

After Colin finished explaining, he turned around and left, but when he reached the door, he seemed to remember something, so he turned back and ordered:

"One more garlic, raw."

"Okay, young master." The maids responded quickly.

At the same time, there is a slander in the heart-Master Colin's taste is really getting heavier...

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As night fell, the dining room on the top floor of Graycastle was illuminated by a row of candles and the flames in the fireplace. The decoration in the hall was quite luxurious.

But also with some rough air.

A kite shield carved with the head of a roaring bear hangs above the fireplace, surrounded by paintings of various styles, as well as stuffed animal heads used to show off the master's force.

"Master, the wine cellar just purchased a few barrels of white wine from Winster Manor a few days ago. Would you like to taste it?"

After the maids had arranged the table, the butler Aemon stood behind Colin with his hands tied and suggested in a low voice:

"Last year's short rainy season in Winster, with plenty of sunshine, this batch should be of good quality and goes well with tonight's venison."

After learning about Master Colin's unusual behavior in the kitchen today, Aemon was really worried.

The rude Baron Angele was hopeless in Aemon's heart, but for Master Colin, the butler who wanted to improve the taste of the Angele family had high hopes.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Ke Lin asked the kitchen to prepare deer blood and garlic today!

Aemon felt he had to do something.

The Angele family must be elegant!

"Okay." Ke Lin nodded as he was moved by the housekeeper's words.

Aemon showed a relieved smile, and hurriedly poured a glass of white wine for Colin by himself.

"Do you need anything else?"

Colin waved his hand: "No need, go get busy."

"OK."

As the butler's footsteps disappeared outside the door, only Colin was left in the empty restaurant.

His father, Baron Angeli, was fighting abroad, his mother had been dead for many years, and his sister had already married, so Colin was the only one sitting on the empty and narrow dining table.

However, he didn't seem to feel lonely at all.

After quickly finishing the food in front of him, Colin drank white wine while staring at the only remaining deer blood and garlic.

After drinking a glass of wine, he finally picked up the glass of deer blood, frowned slightly, and brought it to his mouth——

There was no fishy smell as expected, and no nausea, and Colin drank it.

a bit sweet.

Colin licked the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

"Could it be that he really transmigrated into a vampire?" Colin whispered.

Then, he put down the cup, took out a roll of parchment from his arms and spread it on the table, recording in words that did not belong to this world:

[Ordinary food does not produce any sense of taste, nor does it induce satiety. 】

【Drinking deer blood can bring significant satisfaction and restore physical strength. 】

[Other blood, to be tested...]

Putting down the quill, Colin sighed.

What he hopes most now is to have something like the "Beginner's Guide to Crossing" and "Vampire Survival Manual" for him to refer to, instead of having to guess and try on his own.

Even if there is no such thing, at least he has to transcend into the existing species of this world, so that Ke Lin can clearly know what he is, what upgrade route he has, and he can even go to a teacher or something.

But unfortunately, in this different world similar to the Western Middle Ages, there is no record of vampires.

This world has elves, orcs, trolls, naga...and the dragons that once ruled the world but are now extinct.

But there are no vampires.

Colin felt that he might have become the world's first vampire.

This made him a little worried.

Because in his original world, vampires were simply creatures that only existed in fantasy.

How powerful they are and what weaknesses they have are all imagined.

And the settings in different works are not exactly the same.

Therefore, in order to fully understand his new body and new role, Colin can only experiment with himself now...

So far, he has found himself to be a true resemblance to the legendary vampire.

Photophobia, bloodthirsty, immortality...

Yes, not dead.