I Became a Murderer in the Academy. - Chapter 127

Invincible fists, unrivaled hammers!

I am a vampire, possessing the body of the villainess in the novel.

I want to live quietly so I can live peacefully.

When I saw the Duke of Esteban, I lost all my reason and bit his neck.

Duke of Esteban just so happens to be the greatest figure in the empire.

I didn’t have enough strength to fight the desire, so I slept with him…

I’m in trouble. Let’s erase his memory and run.

“Your Excellency asked me to convey a message ‘I let you have my neck and body, but you threw it all away and ran.’”

What are you saying?

Does he remember?

Later, there was a strange declaration of war after we met.

“Don’t avoid me and let’s continue to meet. Also, when you need blood, come find me.”

Duke, would you please stay away from me?

It’s hard to breathe because of your taste.

Vincent van Gogh, the painter who refused to be an accessory Of power and painted with his soul at the tip of a brush, was not understood by anyone and had to die like a madman, and he woke up in 21st century Korea.

Like a wheat field melted with gold, like a sunflower that swallowed the sun, a dazzling painter once again takes the brush.

Athar VonCruz, an orphan, had always been at the bottom rung of the society. He had been bullied, belittled and pushed down for his entire life.Beast taming in this world is not a hobby or a profession but is the only way of survival for a human and to gain power.Athar invests his entire life savings for one of the beast eggs; the only chance he has to rise and get ahead in his life.The egg cracks, and a creature of unknown potential emerges from it. In that pivotal moment, Athar's destiny irrevocably shifted. In that moment, Athar unearths a strange and wondrous secret; a hidden power that would become his ultimate trump card.Read how Athar VonCruz carves out a path out for himself and strives to reach the pinnacle of life.