47 CHAPTER XVII: RETURN TO HOME (1/2)

He entered the city without any suspicion and planned his strategy at the inn.

I was already in Baron Fomet's territory, but I didn't recognize the streets.

The city was just a large expanse of land with sparse buildings, and the overall atmosphere was idyllic. There were not many soldiers guarding the city, and most of the inhabitants seemed to be farmers and merchants.

They didn't seem to imagine that the undead, known for their strength, would invade. I guess it's a sign of peace. A sign of peace, perhaps.

I was going to talk to him alone. He was a lord, albeit a local one. They'll have guards, and I don't want Senri to see me vulnerable.

Of course, once I'm here, she can find out what happened to me before I died if she wants to. I had a total of seven brothers and sisters (but no sister), and I'm probably the only one who died recently.

I am not hiding my living name. It's information that I probably won't have a problem revealing once the Lord who has absolute control over me is gone.

I continue to use End's name because it's a kind of duty to the Lord and because Epe and the vampire hunters might attack my family based on the family name. It's pointless. I don't care if they take my family home hostage. At most, I'd feel a little bad about it.

My body has developed quite a bit since becoming a vampire. I've grown a little taller and gained some muscle. But my face hasn't changed. My parents would recognize me. If they can't, then so be it.

I wash myself well, comb my hair, and dress to a level where I can't be blamed.

Do not take the Light Eater with you. If it's just a man, you can use your strength to fight him off. If it's your dead son breaking in with a weapon, you'll be horrified.

You're a very ...... brave man.

Do you think the success rate is low?

............ I think. First of all, you won't succeed. The undead are ...... enemies of man.

Senri is a very honest man. The purple eyes look up at me sincerely and say.

I don't expect to be welcomed with open arms.

Then I'll just run. Nothing will ever be the same. I'm free.

But you, ......, might be open to it. You have an extremely high level of self-awareness. Good luck with .......

”Oh, thank you, Senri.

Do you have enough ............ blood in your ...... system?

Senri asked me hesitantly. Apparently, Senri feels sorry for me.

Unnecessary emotion. I'm used to tragedy. I've survived incurable illnesses and deaths, there are no mental blind spots. Maybe.

Senri's complexion has gotten a lot bloodier in the past week. Perhaps the lost blood has regenerated.

No matter how confident you are in your physical abilities and endurance, Senri is still a human being. To put it more simply, if you lose too much blood, you die.

I was still okay, since I'd been given plenty to drink the other day. It's not that I don't want to drink, but I don't want to push Senri too hard when he's sick.

However, I feel that we are getting closer mentally in this way. It may be because she was in a position where she was constantly being chased, but ...... my strategy is working.

It's possible that they are treating you like a pet, but ...... I'm fine with that as long as you let me bite your neck.

”It's okay. But can you give me a hug?

Senri rolled her eyes at my request, but quickly held out her arms and accepted.

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We ran through the barely lit night, trying not to make a sound.

A little effort was all it took to generate tremendous speed. A mere mortal might mistake it for a strong wind blowing nearby.

He could easily jump over roofs and not get tired.

What?

What's wrong?

No, I thought I heard something .......