RISE OF EROS-Chapter 567 - 566
Although vampires are not the blood-sucking, human-devouring monsters told in the continent’s stories, one must understand that such tales must come from somewhere.
The stories that describe them this way date back centuries, when powerful vampires were still abundant and could move with impunity, causing havoc, but these were not the truly feared ones.
In the past, the blood eyes that Zaros possessed were not so rare. Certainly, not every vampire had them, but at least 1 in 1,000 possessed these eyes. The blood eyes of vampires not only serve to see things beyond the ordinary, as Zaros used them to discover that Andrew is a candidate to become the god of Eros, but they also have other abilities, which are not very pleasant.
Being a race with a taste for blood, vampires had to find ways to obtain it, hence their fangs. The problem was that fighting to the death with the person whose blood they wished to take was not practical, not to mention that the taste wasn’t good. Blood only tastes delicious when impregnated with fear or excitement and lust, so blood after a battle was actually horrible.
You might wonder, why didn’t the vampires just stop drinking blood? After all, it wasn’t essential for them. Blood is merely a culinary delight for vampires, not necessary or fundamental, yet it is something deeply rooted in their lineage. They may not need it to live or grow stronger, but there is no vampire who can avoid drinking blood their entire life.
Because of this, many have speculated that the consumption of blood by vampires holds a different meaning beyond merely enjoying its taste, but to date, the reason has not been discovered.
Regardless, the problem with fighting the person they intended to drain of blood generally led to death—either the victim’s or the vampire’s—and if that didn’t happen, the victim usually died from having their blood sucked. This is how the story of vampires being blood-drinking killers was born.
This not only made all the other races fear vampires but also led them to unite to destroy them, initiating a vampire hunt until many clans were wiped out, and the situation calmed down.
That event caused vampires to evolve, and the blood eyes entered the scene. Since they could no longer openly fight for a horrible bite of hunger, the blood eyes awakened a new ability.
The blood eyes became captivating, especially to the opposite sex. A male vampire could use them to attract a woman from another race and drain her blood without a fight, but the problem of the bad taste persisted.
After experiments and many years, vampires with blood eyes found that these eyes could not only enchant but also manipulate. Since blood is more delicious when filled with fear or pleasure, the blood eyes could induce such sensations in others.
Obviously, this was during the golden age of the lost continent, as today, very few vampires exist, and even fewer possess blood eyes. Now, the leader of the assassins who attacked Andrew is facing one of those few vampires who not only has blood eyes and knows how to use them but is also incredibly powerful.
The assassin didn’t have time to speak when an indescribable fear overtook him. His vision darkened as if he were falling into an endless abyss, and he seemed to lose all capacity for reasoning.
"Who sent you?" Zaros’ voice sounded calm and serene, but to the assassin, it was the voice of a demon, and trembling, he responded, "The Black Wings", but Zaros wasn’t interested in that organization; he wanted the real culprit, so he continued questioning.
"Who ordered the job?" Zaros’ words made the assassin tremble again, he seemed to be in a trance, suffering the worst nightmare of his life, and in a panic, he responded, "The black mage."
The assassin’s answer made Lucían, who was present, narrow his eyes. He knew there was no way this assassin could resist the fear produced by Zaros’ blood eyes, meaning he was telling the truth.
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The concern wasn’t that, though. The fact that the assassin only recognized the client as "The black mage" meant he really didn’t know who the employer was, and at the same time, it showed how problematic it was.
There wasn’t a single assassin organization on the continent that only limited themselves to killing and receiving money. They had to know who not to mess with, as there was always someone stronger and more dangerous.
For this reason, all such organizations seek information about their clients to know who to blame in case of a mishap or whether to take the job. Now, this so-called black mage was anonymous, and for an organization like the Black Wings to know nothing about him demonstrated how problematic he was. Discover more stories at novelbuddy
Obviously, this might not be entirely accurate. It was possible that this assassin didn’t know anything about the black mage, but his superiors did, so the situation might not be as grave. Yet Lucían somehow felt that wasn’t the case.
However, what surprised Lucían the most was that when he lifted his gaze, he saw that unlike him, Zaros didn’t seem surprised. In fact, he seemed to have found important information.
Without any warning, Zaros sank his fangs into the assassin’s neck, startling Lucían. Zaros was an ancient and powerful vampire, so he didn’t drink blood often, and when he did, it was usually from a beautiful or extraordinary woman.
It wasn’t that vampires had to drink blood from the opposite sex, but it was more pleasurable, so seeing Zaros bite this assassin surprised him—not because he was a man or unremarkable, but because he understood the reason.
Few vampires can do this, but Zaros is different. The moment the assassin’s blood touched Zaros’ fangs, several memories were projected into his mind. It was as if Zaros could read his mind while drinking his blood, and soon he reached what he wanted to see.
Zaros was now seeing the memory of when they met with the so-called black mage. Zaros had suspicions, but upon seeing it, everything was immediately clarified, and releasing the now mummified assassin, Zaros tossed him aside and, saying "How disgusting," grabbed a glass of wine as if wanting to wash away the taste of the blood he had just consumed.
Lucían, intrigued by what Zaros had learned from the assassin’s memories, followed Zaros and sat in front of him in silence, waiting for him to start talking. Although Lucían seems like a vampire in the service of the Pixoy family, he is actually a friend of Zaros, which is why he addresses him without honorifics.
He only acts as a butler for fun, which complicates things for Damon and the others. They know about Lucían’s strength and status, so treating him like a mere butler was difficult, but since he put himself in that position, they had no choice but to play along.
After a few moments of silence, Zaros began to speak, "The so-called black mage is none other than Zuke." Lucían had suspected Zaros had discovered something, but upon hearing his words, Lucían immediately changed his expression.
If before he had been relaxed and intrigued, now he was filled with coldness and rage. Only the two of them present knew the reason, as Zaros wasn’t in a better state, and looking at Lucían, he said, "We can’t move for now, but protecting Andrew is vital."
Lucían, still in this state of anger, understood what Zaros meant, and seriously replied, "Don’t worry, I’ll keep a close watch on him." He paused and, with some doubt, asked, "Should we tell him?"
Zaros didn’t respond immediately, as he seemed to be considering something, and after a few minutes, he sighed and said, "I don’t think it’s convenient. Let’s just warn him that there’s danger and that it would be better if he weren’t so careless in his outings while we protect him."
Lucían understood why Zaros was reluctant to tell Andrew what they knew, as Andrew was still too weak, but also understood that they wouldn’t be able to hide things from him for long.
While they discussed this matter, they didn’t even glance at the dry corpse of the assassin leader lying on the floor, which looked eerie. Likewise, miles south of the Cannes duchy in the kingdom of Bastille, a small lamp went out.
The room held thousands of crystal spheres, each the size of a fist, containing small flames. The room had three floors, and as you ascended, the number of spheres with flames decreased.
On the first floor were the majority, about 5,000. On the second floor, there were only a few hundred, and on the third floor, just five. This was the life control room of the Black Wings organization.
When one of these flames went out, it meant someone had lost their life, and right now, the flame that symbolized the leader of the assassins whom Zaros had drained to death had been extinguished.
An insignificant assassin like him wasn’t important, as his flame was on the first floor, but the problem was that he was the leader, and the other flames were still burning, giving the impression of betrayal, and this was something the organization didn’t forgive.
Little did they know that the others were captive in the Cannes Palace and the dead man in the Pixoy family mansion.
