Lathel lay on a bed, he was looking up at the ceiling that was almost completely covered with moss and mold, as he thought about the words Charlotte had said at that moment.
"All Vampires whether it's a Half-Vampire or a pure-blooded Vampire are all cursed. Any Vampire that sucks the blood of another race dies from a strange disease."
"Vampires are immortal, that's true, but think about it, how terrible would you feel if you were always tormented by strange diseases but you couldn't die from that disease. "
"The pain caused by the disease seems to last forever. Perhaps...sucking blood has become a dirty thing in the eyes of the gods."
"That's why they placed a terrible curse on the Vampire clan."
"Any Vampire who sucks blood will contract strange diseases and be tortured to death."
"To end that pain, we have to kill our fellow Vampires in the most painful ways."
"Fire... piercing the heart... cutting off the head..."
"Vampires are like a race born to endure suffering. We also don't want to become bloodsucking demons, but why do the gods want the Vampire race to suck blood in order to prolong their life?
"Could it be... everyone is right. Is it only the most cruel people who die and become Vampires, after that, they start suffering the most pain?
"Is that right, Lathel?"
Lathel frowned, feeling a bit confused, he thought to himself: 'Curse... is there such a thing in this world?'
'There might be something like that. After all, this world is a Fantasy world, anything can happen.'
'Charlotte is also pitiful, maybe... that's also the reason she doesn't suck blood, and she's letting herself age.'
'Hm... confusing... too confusing. After all, I just came to this world, so there are still so many things I don't know. Okay, let's learn slowly.'
"Um..." Suddenly, a groan came from next to him. He turned his head and saw Charlotte who was lying next to him, leaning towards him.
In fact, the other rooms were full of dust and mold, so he couldn't sleep in them.
Only Charlotte's room was quite clean.
She was quite enthusiastic and decided to let him sleep with her.
Lathel didn't think much of it, after all Charlotte was a 70 year old woman, and sleeping in the same bed with her was like him lying with his grandmother.
Ah! He also didn't have a grandmother.
Anyway... this was very normal.
It was also impossible for him to be perverted enough to feel interested in a 70 year old woman.
"Mom..." Suddenly, Charlotte grabbed his sleeve and whispered. Even though her voice was very quiet, because Lathel was lying next to her, he heard her clearly.
Lathel sighed: 'How pitiful. When we were children, no matter what terrible things we encountered, there was still someone to protect us, and rely on.'
'But when we grow up, we become a support for other people but we forget that we ourselves also need support.'
Lathel thought to himself, he felt sympathy for Charlotte. He was an orphan, so he didn't have anyone to rely on.You can trace the roots of this content at n0v@lbin
After getting married, he thought that his wife would be his spiritual support.
In the end, she betrayed him, thus tearing away all the love and trust he had for her.
It seems... in this world, no one was happy. There seemed to be only two types of people, one that is suffering and the other that is suffering more than the first.
Lathel patted the back of Charlotte's hand, comforting her a bit.
Charlotte felt a bit of warmth due to Lathel's actions, she smiled with satisfaction, and quietly fell asleep.
Seeing that she was completely asleep, Lathel's heart suddenly beat fast.
'Ah! Although Charlotte is old, she was definitely a super beauty when she was young. Even though she's old, she's still very beautiful.'
'Heh!? What the hell? I... What the hell am I thinking?'
'Is it because I've been lonely for so long that my mentality has become perverted? I... I'm interested in a 70 year old woman?'
'AAA!!! No, Lathel, calm down.'
Except for the bed, which was a bit clean, everywhere in this room was full of dirt and it had a musty smell.
Even the floor was full of moss. If he wasn't careful, he might slip and fall because the moss was very slippery.
Moss was everywhere except for the path from the room door to the bed, this was because it was stepped on often so moss could not grow, the rest of the entire room was almost covered with moss and mold of all colors.
Lathel felt like vomiting. He was afraid that if he stayed in this room for too long, he would die of a respiratory infection before dying of loneliness.
He shook his head, walked out of the room, walked along the hallway, then arrived outside the castle.
Lathel basked in the sunlight, as he indulged in the warmth of the sun, he was grateful that he was still alive today.
He took a deep breath, and felt the fresh air here.
"Ah! Another new day, today, what should I do?
Lathel frowned thoughtfully. Just because he was locked up here didn't mean he'll lie around lazily all day.
He thought while looking at his personal information panel.
...
Name: Lathel
Level: 0
Energy points: 1,000
Talent: Earth (D), Thunder (D), Wood (E)
Skill: Camouflage (B), Sheath (B)
...
'Hm... The energy points are quite a lot. According to Alec, if I want to level up, I need to consume magical energy, then replenish it.'
'Repeat the cycle continuously, when replenishing magic, try to expand the body's magic reserve capacity, to a certain extent, then you will level up.'
Lathel frowned, he didn't know how to consume his current energy points.
Anyway, he didn't have any skills to use except Camouflage and Sheath. In particular, the Sheath skill was being automatically used, and it didn't need to consume energy points.
"Okay, let's use the job card first."
[Ding! Do you want to use the profession card?]
"Yes."
[Ding! using the profession card.]
Right after that, Lathel felt a bit of pain in his head, before a huge influx of information flooded into his brain.
Lathel suddenly realized he was standing next to the energy pool inside his body.
The water in the lake radiated a purple light that was extremely magical and mysterious.
Above his head, a beam of light carrying information about the 'Royal Chef' job shone into the lake.
It seemed that the light was merging with the energy pool in his body.
'Close your eyes... guide the information to fuse with the energy lake...'
Suddenly, another voice rang out. Lathel didn't know where that voice came from, but he felt extremely confident in that voice.
He closed his eyes and used his will to guide the information from the 'Royal Chef' job to merge with the energy pool.
The light above Lathel's head gradually disappeared, and instead, a ball of white light the size of a tennis ball appeared in the energy lake.