Chapter 317: Vampire Hunting (4k)
The Blood Princess, sandwiched among the crowd, lowered her head, her expression somewhat shy. Her long black hair was glossy and extremely smooth.
From the text, this appears to be a group photo taken when they were third-year students. It included not only the Blood Princess but also Claire and Alvaraite.
The absence of the Hero Bret wasn’t because he lacked strength at that time, but because this was a competition limited to females.
Wit was particularly sensitive to “long black hair,” so he observed it carefully, but even with such a detailed photo, there wasn’t much to discern.
“Isn’t the Blood Princess a descendant of the Bloodline? Maybe this black hair is her natural color, but after practicing Blood Magic, her hair changed?”
Wit speculated while rubbing his chin.
However, this casual speculation made Robert’s face turn pale instantly.
Hair color can change.
If practicing Blood Magic really could make hair red…
No wonder he often felt that the Blood Princess he saw through the mist had redder hair than the one depicted in the book Three Hundred Heroes!
“Robert, are you okay?” Wit noticed something amiss and asked.
Robert quickly regained his composure and said, “Of course I’m fine. Let’s keep looking; maybe we’ll find something new?”
…
While the two were flipping through the campus bulletin in the library, Pandora at the front desk welcomed an unexpected visitor.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the “girl” who appeared at the door, and frowned.
People came and went daily in the library, so she didn’t remember everyone’s faces. However, this “girl” gave her a very peculiar sense of unfamiliarity.
It seemed like… an inhuman aura?
This made her feel a bit wary.
But the person who emerged from behind the “girl” made her put down her guard.
…
Soon, the “girl” bypassed the counter and entered the spacious reading room.
She had short black hair, double eyelids, long lashes, and a cherry mouth. Her school uniform was slightly loose, making her appear petite and cute.
After entering the reading room, she walked cautiously, her gaze darting left and right as if searching for something.
After a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she walked straight toward Wit and Robert.
Newcomers always attracted extra attention.
The students who were reading and writing homework couldn’t help but look up.
Some just glanced and moved on.
Others stared curiously, wanting to see whom she was looking for.
When people thought she would pass by Wit and Robert’s table, she suddenly stopped and opened her eyes wide, staring directly at Wit!
Wit, startled by the light, looked up and met her bright, vivid eyes.
Being stared at by a small and adorable girl suddenly made Wit feel uneasy, and his heart raced.
Robert, who was engrossed in the bulletin, looked up a beat later and instinctively asked, “Who are you?”
The girl seemed startled and instinctively took a half-step back.
Wit complained, “Don’t scare her. May I ask what you’re looking for?”
But the girl didn’t answer; she merely pursed her lips and examined him closely.
Wit was sure he was being observed, which made him uncomfortable.
But soon, the girl suddenly lifted her hand from behind her back and stretched it out straight.
In her palm was a box of chocolates!
Seeing the chocolate box and the girl’s determined yet shy expression, Wit was stunned!
Beside him, Robert seemed paralyzed, as if under a paralyzing curse.
For them, this might be a scene seen only in dreams.
A very, very cute girl had given them—no, just gave Wit chocolates!
Although it was the day after Valentine’s Day,
It didn’t count, right?
“Haha.”
Robert laughed inwardly.
Wit’s hands trembled with excitement.
He couldn’t help but ask, “Is this for me?”
That cautious feeling, as if touching a dream, seemed like any loud sound would break it.
The girl nodded slightly.
Wit couldn’t help but reach out and take the chocolates.
Then the girl released her grip, suddenly bowed as if thanking him, and then turned and ran out of the reading room.
She seemed like a very shy girl who had finally mustered the courage to give chocolates to the person she liked on Valentine’s Day.
After giving the chocolates, she ran away!
However…
“Who is she?” Robert whispered after she ran off.
But Wit didn’t respond, instead placing the box of chocolates on the table and studying it carefully.
After a while, he said, “Robert, what should I do?”
Robert tried to joke, “She’s quite cute, isn’t she?”
Wit murmured, “But I already have someone.”
Robert: “This involves a timeless dilemma.”
Wit: “What dilemma?”
Robert: “Which one would make you happier—loving someone or being loved by someone?”
Wit: “What would you choose?”
Robert: “Of course, the one who loves me!”
Wit: “Then I…”
He hesitated.
Just yesterday, he had been ignored.
Now he still couldn’t decide.
“Let me think…”
…
This thinking took almost half an hour.
Wit hesitated, and in the end, he didn’t open the box of chocolates in the library.
When it got late, he left with Robert.
Senior Pandora registered his departure as usual, treating him like every other person coming and going in the library.
Wit gradually realized that giving chocolates wouldn’t attract her attention.
Because she received too many chocolates on Valentine’s Day!
There were other excellent girls in the academy, but Pandora, being the librarian, was accessible to all students.
So, many developed feelings for her.
Amidst so many people, Wit had no distinctive features.
His identity as the “Hero’s Child” wasn’t particularly useful.
In contrast, another girl had noticed him!
And she had personally given him a box of chocolates!
…
On the way back to his dormitory from the library, Wit pondered a lot.
Finally, he made a decision.
“Hey, Wit, want to play a game after a bath?”
Robert waved to him in the corridor.
He subconsciously replied, “Of course, I’ll wait for you.”
Then he unlocked the door and quickly sat down at his desk, placing his bag on the table and taking out the box of chocolates.
Placing the chocolates on the table, Wit took a deep breath, as if performing a sacred ritual, and began to open the box.
“Is this store-bought chocolate?”
Upon seeing the chocolate, Wit couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.
He initially thought the chocolate inside was handmade since the box was homemade.
Handmade chocolate may not taste as good as store-bought ones, but it represented sincerity.
Wit valued this.
“Maybe she’s a clumsy girl.”
Wit quickly found a reason for himself, then took out a card from the box, sighing with relief.
The worst thing would be not knowing her name and academy, making it hard to find her.
But upon taking out the card, he discovered it wasn’t signed.
[If, just if… if you think I’m okay, please reply.]
[I’ll be waiting for you here at eleven tonight.]
Attached was a simple map, but its distinct features made it easy to recognize the location.
That was exactly where Wit first flipped through Into the Abyss under the full moon!
The bridge between the castle, due to its location, often became a place for couples to meet, hence nicknamed “Lover’s Bridge.”
It indeed was a good spot to meet.
But at ten thirty…
Wit’s heart was pounding.
Go or not go?
“At eleven, only one hour before curfew, and with the constructs patrolling…”
“But if I don’t go, will she keep waiting?”
“If she keeps waiting past curfew, wouldn’t it be my fault…”
…
Knock knock knock.
The door was knocked.
Wit snapped back to reality, quickly putting away the card and heading to the door.
Robert, having washed up quickly, came in wearing a fluffy pajama, holding a Mana Chess set.
Wit hesitated for a moment but decided to play chess with him.
But when it reached ten thirty, he looked at Robert, who wanted another round, and hesitated, saying, “Robert, I want to sleep early tonight.”
Robert paused, glancing at the chocolate box on the desk, then simply said, “Sure, I’m a bit tired too.”
He packed up the chess pieces and returned to his dormitory quickly.
But after putting down the chessboard, he went to the door, opening it slightly.
During their chess game, Wit had been distracted, which was quite obvious.
Sure enough, he soon heard footsteps from Wit’s direction.
“Has it started?”
Robert couldn’t help feeling relieved.
Wit finally gave up on the impossible senior!
He genuinely thought the girl who brought chocolates that night was nice, with her black hair, which Wit liked.
Though it was short hair, it would grow!
…
Thinking this, Robert opened the door and quietly followed behind Wit.
Don’t ask why he was following.
Everyone has a bit of gossip spirit!
…
Third floor of the castle.
The old spot…
Dark leaned against the window, watching the “Lover’s Bridge” on the second floor, feeling a bit apologetic.
If not for the necessity, he truly didn’t want to resort to this.
But now, given the situation, there weren’t many ways to lure Robert out without him being alert.
And ensuring Robert and Wit were separated, especially during the dangerous “deep night.”
“Everything is to test whether Robert has a vampire within him. Surely Wit will understand once he knows, right?”
Dark turned his Mana Card in his hand, feeling a surge of changes.
He listened intently.
Something was approaching slowly from all directions, and there were many of them.
Everything was under control.
On the second floor of the castle, at the end of Lover’s Bridge.
Robert Broheim was leaning against the wall, pondering, when he suddenly noticed a construct walking over.
He was startled and hurriedly crouched into a corner.
…
Meanwhile, on the other side of the bridge, Wit finally saw his girl.
She wore her school uniform, standing quietly like a delicate jasmine flower.
Wit suppressed his excitement, but his pace quickened involuntarily.
Reaching her, Wit spoke, “Good evening. I still don’t know your name…”
“Mang Mang.”
For the first time, the girl spoke in front of the boy.
Wit instinctively asked, “What?”
Then he added, “Mang Mang? Your name is Mang Mang?”
Girl: “Mang Mang!”
Wit: “Anyway, it’s Mang Mang. Thank you so much, I’m very happy to receive your chocolates tonight…”
Just as Wit was speaking softly.
Suddenly, the girl’s head began to melt.
From top to bottom, it melted like a candle.
Her originally delicate features and cute face…
Wit froze for an instant, then was shocked by the terrifying sight, emitting a harsh scream from his throat!
The sound disappeared.
It was the familiar Silence Card.
…
“Has it begun?”
Dark picked up the “Ditto” Mana Card, feeling the Ditto’s changes, gradually understanding the situation.
He listened intently.
Something was approaching slowly from all sides, and there were many of them.
Everything was under control.
And beneath his feet, on the second floor of the castle, at the end of Lover’s Bridge.
Robert Broheim was leaning against the wall, pondering when he suddenly noticed a construct walking over.
He was startled and hurriedly crouched into a corner.
