The Fallen Vampire

Chapter 11: Enyo is A Proud Maid!

Chapter 11: Enyo is A Proud Maid!

As Indra left the kitchen, Enyo suddenly appeared standing over the body of the man he had killed.

She made the body float upwards so that she could get a good look at the wound.

When she saw how he pierced through the head of this cultivator, she was finding it difficult to suppress her smile.

Vampires are truly a blessed race.

Even though her master was not even a cultivator, his body was still strong enough to pierce through one who was already firmly within the mortal realm.

'He's doing great! I'm glad to see his training wasn't erased too!'

Enyo giddily followed behind Indra with a massive smile on her face.

Her prince was just the best!

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Indra was now in a dusty and dark ballroom.

Inside of the large bare space were two members of the group who were currently in their own little world.

The pair had searched for Sarah's parents for no longer than a minute before the man pulled the woman into his embrace.

The woman's cheeks immediately turned the same shade of red as her hair when she felt his hands settle firmly on her waist.

"M-Morgan.. We're supposed to be searching..." she reminded.

"Believe me, I've been searching all my life. And now that I've found what I was looking for, I'll never let you go." The man spoke melodically and poetically, as if the words he was saying were written by some sort of great playwright.

'Surely she's not going to fall for that?' Enyo thought as she rolled her eyes.

"Morgan..." The woman's eyes became hazy and dream like, the words spoken to her having the same effect as cupid's arrow.

"Clara..."

'....'

As Enyo watched from the corner, she fought the urge to kill them both herself.

As the two of them shut their eyes and brought their lips together, Indra chose that moment to strike.

When the vampire appeared right beside them, the pair did not even notice.

His body cut so easily through the air that they felt no wind.

Because he was technically an undead, they heard no heartbeat or oxygen escaping his lungs.

He raised both his hands and swiftly chopped the couple on the back of the necks, knocking them out.

He caught the both of them before their bodies could hit the ground and gently lowered them down.

Once they were laid out next to each other, he swiftly reached down and broke both of their necks.

'That's my prince! Always so decisive!' Enyo cheered from the sidelines.

Indra lifted up the man's arm and revealed his wrist.

Upon seeing the veins that were still pulsing, he did not wait any longer and had his first meal in a week.

Unlike the last time where Indra was in his ravenous state, now he was more rational and clearheaded. His feeding was not nearly as voracious as before, it was controlled and steady as he consciously began to circulate some of the blood throughout his body.

Once he was done feeding on both of them, he then checked their bodies for valuable belongings.

All he found were two low grade storage rings on their fingers and the cheap weapons they were carrying.

Indra debated on taking the weapons and using them for the rest of the hunt before ultimately deciding against it.

He wasn't certain of why he shouldn't use those weapons, but somehow he just felt it would be troublesome.

Indra didn't know why he didn't pick up those weapons, but Enyo did.

Indra was trained as both an assassin by his mother and a warrior by his father.

The common thread that links the two is that they never work with tools that are inferior if they have the choice.

To purposefully put oneself at a disadvantage by using shitty weapons was the height of idiocy.

Indra's claws and brute strength were miles better than those cheap trinkets on the ground.

Once he'd left the ballroom, he quickly set off to find his next prey.

With cold and calculated movement, Indra dispatched four other humans and drained them of their blood.

Each of them died without making so much as a single sound or seeing who had killed them.

In under ten minutes, he had whittled their numbers down to just one.

However, he had something special in mind for this last human.

Sarah had somehow wandered all the way to the throne room.

"Mom? Dad!" She called.

With every room she checked, she became more and more worried that she would not find her parents.

There weren't any traces of them anywhere she looked so where could they be?

Did they even make it inside?

Were they really killed by some filthy fallen?

The thought that she would never see their sweet smiling faces again filled her with unimaginable grief.

'No... I will find them! I just have to search harder!' She had to keep searching. How could she go home and tell her cute little siblings that their parents were gone and they weren't coming back because she gave up?

With renewed determination, Sarah prepared to turn around and investigate another room when she ran face first into a wall.

"Oof!"

'Hm?'

Sarah was surprised when she opened her eyes again and what was in front of her was not a wall but a set of the most perfect abs she'd ever seen.

"What.. the hell.."

In the next second, Sarah was yanked up by her neck and hoisted into the air.

She tried to kick her assailant away, but she froze in the next second when she saw what her attacker actually looked like.

Long silver hair that shimmered from the light of her glowstone. An incredibly handsome face that was more beautiful than a woman's despite it's obvious masculinity.

And those piercing red eyes that glimmered like rubies under the sun and seemed to see right through her.

If he wasn't already choking her, he would've undoubtedly taken her breath away.

At some point, Sarah remembered that her world was going dark and she began to struggle to free herself from his grasp.

"Stop."

With one order, he made her body freeze up completely.

His compulsion had already begun to take effect from the moment she looked into his eyes.

Seeing that she was being obedient, he finally dropped her to the ground.

Once she was on her own too feet again, she immediately got down on one knee and kneeled in front of him.

"Your servant hears and obeys, master."

In the shadows a few feet away, Enyo's beautiful form had begun to wither away when her anger reached a fever pitch.

She was her master's only servant!

How dare this bitch who was no more than a thrall dare to steal her coveted position!

She had to take several deep breaths to prevent herself from killing this woman before her master had made use of her.

After today's events, Indra knew that he would probably not be able to stay in this castle for much longer.

The continuous disappearances of search parties would continue to draw greater and greater attention and he and Enyo were not nearly strong enough to deal with all of that.

So before he left, he needed information.

And who better to get it from than this human girl who had practically volunteered herself?