I'm not a vampire

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Sunya and I followed the tracks left heavily on the snow by horse-drawn carriages, aimlessly leaving
Chenxi Limanya Town. The barren white mountains and frozen lakes all around us
receded into the distance as we walked. When we were tired, we found a clearing in the snow to rest. When we were rested enough, we continued
on our way . When we were bored, we would engage in hand-to-hand combat in the snowflakes, our weary bodies intertwined. For food, we would
subsist on wild animals that were even hungrier than us. Our journey was leisurely and comfortable. Occasionally,
we and stay for a few days, enjoying the unique charm of each city.
"Adrian, look!" Sunya pointed to the large city ahead and exclaimed excitedly. It had been almost a month since we
last traveling on and off, we had finally arrived
at the most prosperous city we had encountered on our journey.
"Buda? Pest? Oubda?" In the Austrian Empire, these unusual cities
were instantly recognizable. Buda, Pest, and Oubda were three major cities separated only by a confluence
of tributaries of the Danube River and its banks. From the palace in Buda, it only took a few
minutes to reach the other two cities. Strictly speaking, the three cities could be merged into one.
Furthermore, travelers I met along the way, when talking about Buda, Pest, and Oubda, would invariably begin
with a effusive and longing exclamation: "Hot springs!" before even mentioning the city's prosperity and beauty.
It was the height of winter, with snowflakes falling almost every now and then. A few snowflakes here and there were
romantic , but if it snowed every day, it would be truly tedious. The most enjoyable thing during the snowy season, of course
, was soaking in a hot spring, sipping chilled wine, watching the snowflakes melt in the steam
, dripping like fine rain.
Seeing the three cities standing side by side, instead of rushing into the city, we
searched for hot springs in sparsely populated areas. Even from afar, we could see the unique features surrounding the hot springs;
the warm water always melted away the nearby coldness, and the most recessed spots were where the hot springs were most easily found.
"Sonia, come quick! I found it!" I called out to Sonia, who was searching for the hot springs, as I took off my heavy clothes
. Sonia appeared before me in the blink of an eye, having already
stripped naked.
Her misty figure slowly approached me. Sonia's long, bright red hair floated on the surface of the hot spring, like
blood , staining the water before me. Seeing this scene… this scene, so beautiful… At that moment, my heart
began to race!
Sonia, intentionally or unintentionally, aroused my desire. She cupped the beige hot spring water in her hands and poured it over her shoulders,
letting the water slide down her body, like a goddess immersed in her own essence, further igniting my burgeoning
desire .
The heat of the hot spring relentlessly stimulated my senses, seemingly urging me to reclaim Sunia before me.
But then Sunia noticed the wicked thoughts in my eyes, and her soft body pressed tightly against mine.
I sat in the shallower part of the hot spring, Sunia's bright red, damp hair undulating beneath me
. My erect penis was held tightly in her small mouth, her tongue swirling within, stimulating the hard
tip, sometimes spitting it out, sometimes licking it, sometimes swallowing it. Her swaying hair ceaselessly caressed my waist.
After some practice, Sunia's oral skills were now quite proficient; at least she didn't hurt me. And
more than the pleasure from my lower body, Sunia's diligent service excited me even more.
Sunia extended her slender, fragrant tongue, tracing the contours of her body. Her occasional exhales and
sucks brought me into a new wave of excitement. Each time she was lost in ecstasy, she would suddenly stop, look up at my
expression, and then, when I looked at her, she would giggle, stick out her tongue, and say, "Hehe!... Tired!
Let's !"... Helplessly, every time I made her perform oral sex, it only fueled my desire to penetrate her warm
, full breasts, to torment her until she begged for mercy, before I thrust in and out forcefully.
"Let's rest!" I said, stroking her hair. We remained embraced in
the hot spring, watching the snowflakes fall. For a moment, Sunia and I were both mesmerized.
"It's just missing a little wine!" I said suddenly, as if waking from a dream. Sunia nodded in
agreement .
"Let's buy some wine and come back here again after we get to town!" Sunia said.
"I wonder what the wine here tastes like..." I muttered to myself.
As we soaked in the hot springs, chatting about everything under the sun, a feeling of happiness welled up inside me.
My mother, the Roman Catholic Church, Belmont, Ina—none of them could compare to Sunia, who was now by my side…
*** *** *** ***
In the bustling, crowded streets of Pest, to avoid any trouble, Sunia transformed into
a little fairy and hid inside my cloak. If Sunia appeared in her grown-up form among the crowds, it would likely
cause a lot of unnecessary conflict. Many cities in the past couldn't be stayed in for long for this very reason.
It was easy to deal with the ill-intentioned lechers who bothered me every day, but it would be more
troublesome .
Although Sunia could transform into something ugly, ordinary, or even male, these
forms were beyond my comprehension. Sunia was also reluctant to use the magic sword's inherent power, limiting her transformations
to the size of a fairy or a normal human. Since acquiring the blood-red longsword my brother gave me, Sunia
no longer needed to transform into the magic sword. The troubles we encountered along the way never warranted drawing her sword.
Therefore, except in sparsely populated towns or desolate wilderness areas, Sunia remained in her original fairy form.
Although I couldn't hold her all the time,
we were quite happy to travel and explore, rather than staying confined to the castle.
During the day, Pest is teeming with people. Vendors and shops line both sides of the streets, and shouts of vendors
fill the air . The bustling market seems oblivious to the chill outside the city, and business
is booming, rivaling the crowds during festivals in other small towns. Unable to bear the noise and dust, and no longer lingering over the vendors' curiosities,
one turns a corner in Pest's crowded streets, and the scene immediately becomes desolate. The crowds cease to flow in. It's
a dead end, with only a short road leading up to a high wall.
Most people, upon seeing this dead end, would immediately turn and leave, rarely noticing that
to the left of the wall lies a shop without a sign, no signboard, no name, and no
waiters. Its door, as bare as earthen walls, sits in a desolate corner at the end of the alley, seemingly protesting
the vulgarity . The only telltale sign is the "Open" sign hanging on the door, silent
in the still alley.
"There's a demonic aura!" Seeing that no one was around, Sunia flew
out and perched on my shoulder, warily eyeing the partially decayed wooden door.
"A demonic creature?" I asked.
"No, just a slight fluctuation, very weak power, probably no physical form."
The ring on Sunia's waist emitted a faint shimmer, vastly different from when we found the demonic sword. Since leaving the castle
, I hadn't seen any demonic creatures; it was unexpected that Sunia and I would encounter them in such a large city
.
Driven by curiosity, amidst the sharp, grating sound of the wooden planks scraping against each other, I opened the wooden door… What
greeted my eyes was the pitch-black decor; black curtains completely obscured the walls on all sides. Apart from
a rectangular beam of light streaming in from the doorway, only flickering candlelight illuminated the space. Although the arrangement seemed poorly ventilated, it didn't feel
stuffy. The only visible light filtering through the doorway was a pair of hands extending from the shadows behind the counter.
“Sir… hand over your membership card…” a deep, hoarse voice roared from behind the counter. Finally,
my eyes adjusted to the sudden shift from light to darkness. The receptionist behind the counter wore a
black hooded cloak, the brim of his black hat hanging low over his face. Except for
the constant movement of his hands copying parchment on the counter, the rest of his body was hidden within the large cloak, creating an eerie and
mysterious atmosphere.
“What membership card?” I asked, puzzled.
"Since there's nothing... please leave..." The hoarse voice from behind the counter came again. The hand on the parchment
never stopped, the quill pen continuously leaving strange red characters on the parchment. He didn't even
look up as he responded to me.
"Excuse me, sorry to bother you!" I realized that something was indeed strange here, but I didn't want to openly question
him, so I decided to leave first.
In the seemingly deserted shop, the area around the candlelight was filled with people dressed in black robes, all
tirelessly copying parchment with red ink. If it weren't for my eyesight being unaffected by the darkness, others probably would
n't have noticed that so many people were hidden in the quiet room.
At this moment, the hand copying behind the counter stopped. He gave me a strange look, seemingly
not believing that I had agreed to leave so easily. He didn't ask any questions, but immediately lowered his head again and continued
copying his parchment. The others in the room, oblivious, continued to wave their quill pens,
maintaining the same motion.
"What a waiter... How rude!" I slammed the door shut, deliberately letting the people inside the shop hear me.
To lower their guard, I even kicked the wall hard before storming off.
Chapter Six
: Night. The moon hung heavy over the ancient, towering buildings of Pace, and the streets lost their
vitality . The once bustling street was now empty except for me and Sunia walking in the middle.
In the same spot, the alley that should have been there during the day was now just
an , as if it had always been there, indistinguishable from my memory
. If it weren't for the abnormal aura emanating from the wall, I would have thought I was daydreaming.
"A black magic barrier." Sunia's magical skills had always far surpassed mine; she could
tell .
Black magic barriers were the most common spells in black magic. Disguise, obstacles, stagnation... these
were all basic black magic barriers, usually used by lower-level black magicians to conceal and protect themselves during rituals
. High-level dark magicians, like the long-lost Aunt Snowflake,
can imbue their dark magic barriers with wondrous effects such as rebound, distortion, and jumping. There are even
rumors of people dying instantly upon touching her barrier.
"Sunya!" Sunya and I exchanged a glance. Sunya nodded and transformed into the Demon Sword.
Dark magic has a fatal flaw: the power borrowed from demonic creatures is always unconditionally weaker than
the power of higher-ranking demonic beings. Aside from the first Demon King, who could contend with the Demon Sword, almost no one
in could withstand its power. Furthermore, only Sunya in her Demon Sword form can
fully unleash its power. Just in case, I decided to make do with Sunya for now!
I held the demonic sword and plunged it into the wall before me. The earthen-yellow wall
rippled , the waves expanding outwards in concentric circles. The demonic sword pierced through without
resistance; following the opening, Sunia and I silently passed through the barrier. The wall behind us
slowly closed the central opening, as still as an untouched lake.
Through the barrier, the dead end remained a dead end. The wooden door of the shop was splattered with fresh sheep's blood…
I say sheep's blood because I smelled a pungent, rancid odor, the smell of sheep.
Reaching the decaying wooden door, another barrier appeared. Sunia and I skillfully passed through the blood-splattered
barrier again. Although the barrier seemed to possess considerable energy, it became
utterly useless upon contact with Sunia, who had transformed into the demonic sword.
Inside the dimly lit shop, there were more than a dozen people dressed in black robes. Three of them stood in a corner,
intently watching the ritual unfold. A man and a woman, naked, were engaged in sexual intercourse on the altar,
their bodies emitting lewd, wet sounds. The fluids flowing from their genitals shone
brightly in the dim candlelight. Blood on the woman's thighs indicated she had recently been a
virgin , and their stiff movements were proof of manipulation.
The shop floor displayed patterns drawn in blood; any wizard familiar with dark magic
would recognize this as the Tree of Life. The remaining ten black-robed figures stood
at the ten elements of the Tree of Life, each holding a scroll of parchment and chanting softly.
Still reeling from the spectacle, Sunia and I were utterly stunned by the grand ceremony before us!
The black magic rituals we'd witnessed in our father's castle were always performed by only one or two people, and
aside from Aunt Xuefu, whose humanity was questionable, the others were all demons!
A was truly unprecedented. Perhaps human magic was inferior to that of demons, hence the need for so many.
Just as the barrier behind Sunia and me sealed shut once more, the couple on the altar
emitted sounds of ecstatic pleasure. At that moment, a black-robed figure, who had been lurking in the corner,
pierced the trembling couple with a Kabbalah magic sword.
With a muffled groan, blood dripped from the sword tip onto the blood-drawn outline on the floor—the very
element representing "Kaiser" in the Tree of Life. The blood flowed along twenty-two trails, passing through the other eight elements, completely staining
the totem already drawn on the floor, until all the blood converged on the final element—Max.
The thirty-two paths of wisdom were thus completed!
The reason for using virgins and virgins experiencing orgasm as sacrifices is that the life force emitted during orgasm is the
strongest , and the energy contained in a couple's first sexual intercourse is the essence of life. Of course, the sacrifices are usually
made while under hypnosis.
The traces of blood now emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the previously dark room.
The ten black-robed figures standing above the Ten Elements also lost their life radiance as the light emanated. The black-robed figure wielding
the Karaba magic sword let out an excited laugh, while the other two in the corner also revealed smug
smiles.
"Obeying the cross of rebellion, transcending the limitations of space, descending to the land filled with divine grace, defying God's
will , devouring God's children, obeying the commands of the ritual..." The man standing in front of the light raised his blood-stained
magic sword and chanted silently.
"What is he doing?"
Sunia and I watched this incredible act with curiosity. From his incantation, it sounded like a simple
summoning spell. Sacrificing so many people, was it just to summon demonic creatures to form a contract? Does summoning
demonic creatures really require the use of a high-level Tree of Life? The demons in the castle
can summon an army of undead demons with a simple pentagram! Not only are they absolutely obedient, but they also don't require sacrifices…
"Who!" Hearing my and Sunia's audacious conversation, the two in the corner
finally noticed us and realized our barrier had been breached. They chanted a fireball incantation and launched it at us.
"Sorry! We were just curious what kind of demons were summoned by sacrificing twelve people. You
can continue !" Sunia and I remained standing, letting the fireball be neutralized by Sunia's magic and
disappear into thin air.
The black-robed figure in the center of the room continued chanting unaffected, while the two in the corner
watched Sunia and me warily, probably wary of our identities. Although the fireball was merely a test of
the enemy's abilities, easily neutralizing the magic was quite remarkable.
"Excuse me! We meant no offense. We thought you were outsiders who had intruded, but we didn't expect you to be magicians too! May I ask
which guild you belong to?" One of the tall, black-robed figures in the corner regained his composure and looked at
Sunia . Although they had more powerful magic they hadn't yet used, the ritual had reached a crucial
stage, and they didn't know how we would cross the barrier, so to avoid any unforeseen complications that might disrupt the ceremony,
they could only ask politely.
"Uh... we're just travelers from Lavachi," I replied casually.
"Then please don't disturb our ritual!" The Duchy of Lavachi, because of my father's castle, had
always been a land teeming with demonic creatures, so the presence of unaffiliated magicians was perfectly normal to them.
Sunia, listening nearby, barely managed to suppress a laugh, because the serious yet wary expressions of the three of them
were quite amusing.
At this moment, a lowly demonic creature appeared from the glowing floor.
The three people couldn't help but smile, their eyes fixed on the enormous serpentine
beast that had appeared in the magic circle in the center of the room. Such creatures would only be considered corpses used to fill burial pits in the castle's catacombs. Perhaps humans
are an easily satisfied race!
Watching the black-robed man wielding a magic sword frantically chanting a contract incantation—
a contract exchanging lifespan for the beast's magical power—Sunya and I shook our heads and sighed… We wanted to tell him
that this was merely a mid-level demonic creature, useless except for a few elemental spells… But we couldn't dampen his
spirits ; after all, he had sacrificed the lives of twelve of his brethren!
Finally, after finishing the long incantation, the beast began to devour the corpse in the magic circle.
The black-robed man, newly empowered, looked at Sunya with confidence, while the other two black-robed men approached him.
"If you have no further instructions, please leave!" said the newly empowered, confident, and self-important black
mage.
"..." I didn't answer, and turned to leave with Sunia in my arms. Since they were just ordinary
demon creatures, we didn't need to meddle.
"Wait! Leave this lady here before you can leave!" Another tall man in black robes
stopped me, leering at Sunia. Under Sunia's beauty, all foolish actions seemed normal
, especially since their companion had gained what he thought was a great new power...
"Oh?" I replied with a smile, but I was somewhat angry and helpless inside. Sunia looked at me
nervously , afraid that I would destroy this place in anger. If things got out of hand, our future journey
would become much more troublesome. Sunia didn't want me to get angry because of these people. As soon as she saw me frown, she broke the balance of the magic circle in the center of
the room .
"Ah! You... what did you do?" The three men in black robes standing beside the magic circle cried out in alarm as they saw the light of the unbalanced
magic circle gradually dimming. The magic circle used to summon
demonic their movement. After the contract is established, once the creatures have consumed the offerings, they have nowhere else to go
but back to the demon realm. However, if the magic circle is broken, the demonic creatures will redirect the offerings towards living humans.
Ignoring the chaotic scene, Sunia silently pulled me through the barrier. Amidst screams from inside,
Sunia erected another barrier outside the original one to prevent the satiated demonic beasts from running rampant and causing...
Unnecessary turmoil will eventually subside. When the time comes, the magical beasts unable to leave the barrier will naturally return to the Demon Realm or starve to death
within it. "Thank you for your hard work!" I said to Sunia. If she hadn't been so considerate in minimizing my troubles along the way, this trip might not have been so easy! Sunia just smiled and looked at me without saying anything. Night fell. The moon hung high above the ancient, pointed buildings of Pace City, and the crowds on the streets slept. The once bustling streets were now empty except for Sunia and me walking back to the inn. *** *** *** *** These past two days, Sunia and I have acted as if nothing had happened. During the day, we strolled through the nearby market, admiring the Roman-era architecture and the diverse cultures of different peoples. At night, we made love passionately … “Ah… um…” I nibbled at Sunia’s earlobe from behind, gently kneading her full breasts with my left hand, while my right index finger and thumb pinched her firm, rosy nipples. Sunia ’s thighs dripped fluid onto mine. Our bodies were tightly intertwined, the point of contact becoming increasingly lubricated with each thrust. Sunia shyly spread her legs, her undisguised pubic hair engulfing my erect member . Sunia swayed her rounded hips, matching the rhythm of my thrusts, her soft moans mingling with the slapping sounds that reached my ears, creating the closing melody of the night. Because of the position, Sunia couldn't hold me. Although her lower body was filled with pleasure, she couldn't find true satisfaction and could only crave the feeling of impact. She gripped my hands, which were playing with her breasts, and frantically demanded more. Under such impact, the part of me inside Sunia felt even more pressure. Each collision pushed deep into the deepest part. The softer bottom embraced the intruder, and the hotter temperature sucked and bit at my withdrawing tip, becoming an obstacle to the rhythm. I withdrew from the hot sucking and entered again, the wet entrance completely rubbing against every sensitive bump. Each heavy thrust made my mind go blank for a moment, and made Sunia feel an intense itch. The room was filled with a decadent atmosphere. The two, entwined and burning, were indistinguishable, their sweat and semen lubricating each other as they rubbed against each other. He pressed Sunia's delicate body against him, pinning her to the bed, and violently shook her slender waist until she released a torrent of heat that sprayed onto his throbbing member inside her. Responding to her surge was another, even thicker and hotter, countercurrent… Only after they fell asleep, panting in each other's arms, did the day truly end. "This morning in Pest, Austria, a suspected murder occurred in a residential building on a street corner. Fifteen people died under mysterious circumstances, and the killer's methods were extremely cruel…" In the bar on the first floor of the hotel, everyone was discussing this topic. Last night, I had been entangled with Sunia all night, only falling asleep close to dawn. When I woke up, it was already evening. As I went downstairs to leave the hotel, I learned that the truth of the matter had been distorted. "Hey, have you heard? There's been a similar murder in a nearby town!" "My friend said he saw the killer that night..." And just like that, a fabricated rumor successfully masked the truth. Sunia and I listened to the intriguing story, marveling at the power of rumors. "Sir, are you His Excellency Adrian from the Duchy of Lavach?" At that moment, a waiter approached and asked respectfully. "If there's no one with the same name as me, I suppose so!" I said. "Then please accept this letter." The waiter handed me a parchment scroll, sealed with a string of French characters that read "Rose Cross." Modern Europe is filled with many heretics who worship evil creatures, obtaining evil power to control people's hearts and distort the normal workings of the human world. They are divided into many factions, though some channel their acquired power for good, using demonic power to counter demonic power and secretly protecting the world's principles . The most famous and mysterious Rosicrucian Order operates on this very belief. "Thanks." I gave the waiter a small tip. I was already preparing to leave Pace, but driven , I sat down at a window seat in the bar, ordered a warmed glass of their signature craft beer, took a sip of the fiery ale, and opened the scroll… "Lord Adrian, in view of your and Miss Sunia's actions , our organization wholeheartedly approves. If you ever pass through Frankish territory, please come to our headquarters for a meeting." The letter contained only a few lines of brief invitation, along with the location of our headquarters, and at the bottom, the signature was simply "c.r.c." Only two days later, although I didn't know how the Rose Cross in Frankish knew about our good deed, the legendary Rose Cross, like my father's castle, was supposed to prevent demonic creatures from invading the human world … After I finished reading the letter, the parchment scroll spontaneously combusted, turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing … Uh… I haven't even memorized their exact location yet! Burning the letters seemed like a good way to maintain secrecy, but expecting someone to memorize unfamiliar place names after just one reading was asking too much! However, given the Rosicrucian Order's intelligence capabilities, perhaps I don't need to worry! Someone should be there to meet me once I reach Frankish territory! Maybe… "My mother's hometown is also in Frankish, so let's go straight there! Perhaps the Rosicrucian Order can help us find news of the Belmont family," I said to Sunia in my arms. "Yes, let's do that!" Sunia said, and I downed the ale in my glass in one gulp, leaving the last rest stop on the Danube River. [The End]

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