Chapter Volume 5, The Angel Falls Four: Soft Lips; Sky-Rending Voice (1/2)
Volume 5, The Angel Falls Chapter Four: Soft Lips; Sky-Rending Voice
Translator: XianBang (proofread by Arcedemius & Trespasserby; C/E edited by lucathia)
Was it impossible to stop Dark Sun even with the strength of three people combined?
The three of us really weren’t fighting seriously, or else we wouldn’t have lost so badly. But the question was… even if we really tried, would we have won?
I hoped that this question would never have an answer, but I couldn’t help remember what Xie Wei once said while facing us three heroes.
“There’s no doubt that powerful heroes are useful, but if those powerful heroes choose to stop being good people, they will become the most fearsome criminals! You heroes… frighten people!”
I didn’t believe I would fall from grace, and even if it actually happened, it would be okay. There were far too many opponents whom I could never defeat. Solitary Butterfly’s situation was similar to mine. Although Dragon Peace had unmatched strength as well as a hard-to-wound body—a truly difficult opponent to stop—Dark Sun could still stop him!
So when Xie Wei said that, I was not particularly worried. But today was the first time I realized: Dark Sun, when you fall from grace, will we be able to stop you? You are too…
Powerful!
Melody wore a small red dress with a neckline plunging down to her waist and a completely bare back. It meant that her upper body only had a strip of fabric as narrow as a palm stretching from her left breast past her neck to her right breast. Thankfully, the bottom half of the dress reached to her knees, perhaps to appear graceful.
Unexpectedly, Ji Luo Chu did not buy his clothes from X-Killer. He had unbuttoned his dress shirt, leaving only the second to last hole buttoned. He had then stuffed his pant legs into his boots, his entire person appearing wild and unrestrained; that was how Melody described Ji Luo Chu when she saw him.
As for Dell, I was really not accustomed to his shiny appearance. He wore a transparent coat with a skintight, sleeveless vest, with earrings and a necklace that were both shining, causing the transparent coat to change color continuously. Although I was not used to it, Melody seemed to like it, even giving rare praise to Dell’s upper arm muscles.
This compliment led to Dell using various postures to show off his biceps the entire way.
Because Aren was as massive as a horse, merely wearing a leather jacket with ripped jeans made him appear plenty eye-catching.
Thanks to Melody and my subtle hints to Olga, the young master was dressed like an angel. His clothes were all white, his upper half covered in a Greek chiton yet his lower half had capris and aqua-colored sandals. This caused me to sigh in relief. The outfit caused the young master to appear delicate and pretty, and was not too revealing. Surely, this amount of skin would not infuriate the master… right?
“Tsk tsk tsk, no matter how I look, you, Butler, are certainly not bad today, not bad at all!”
Distracted, I turned my head to see Melody eyeing me as if evaluating a slab of pork. This caused my face to turn red, but not because I had too much skin showing. The outfit I had on was comparable to the previous one in terms of skin coverage; however, the design was…
“Melody, you’re bullying Charles again,” the young master said on the side, yet he could not stop laughing.
“I’m not!” Melody immediately said innocently, “Isn’t this outfit very similar to his usual butler uniform?”
There were certainly some similarities, except my upper half had no dress shirt, only a black vest. The pants on my lower half were approximately three sizes too small, turning into snugly-fitting skintight pants.
Based on the description Melody had accidentally blurted out, I was “super similar to a host club’s popular male host.” Although she said that, she insisted I continue wearing it, even threatening me with, “You already agreed to accompany me to play at the nightclub, so you can’t back out…” Although I agreed to go to the nightclub, I never agreed to be dressed like a host, right?
But no matter what, Melody forbad me from removing these clothes or wearing something over them. With the young master laughing uncontrollably, appearing overjoyed, I ended up buying the outfit and wearing it.
Our party was now standing in front of the entrance to a nightclub called “Seaside.” This place’s entrance was very similar to N/H’s since it was completely black, but it at least had massive blue neon lights outlining the word “Seaside,” with a simple outline of a horn by its side.
We entered “Seaside,” Melody buying tickets at the front desk in a practiced manner. Surprisingly, a single ticket cost a thousand yuan—certainly not cheap. Perhaps the alcoholic drinks inside would be even more expensive?
In order to get a vampire drunk, it would take at least three bottles of high-proof alcohol. No wonder Melody needed so much money—she spent seven out of ten days hanging around nightclubs.
After buying the tickets, our line immediately walked in… The receptionist seemed to recognize the young master, because he was so shocked that his entire body stiffened. Perhaps he would rush out from behind the front desk in a moment.
We entered. The interior that initially seemed pitch black turned out to be a sea of aqua colors. There were even holographic projections of schools of fish swimming above everyone’s heads. The walls were inlaid with shells, and in the center of the lounge was a dance floor. Yet surrounding the floor were numerous couches and seats. Surprisingly, they were all in the shape of coral reefs, seaweed, and deep-water fish. This nightclub should not be called “Seaside”—it should be called “Bottom of the Sea,” right?
“It’s so beautiful!” The young master widened his eyes when he entered, releasing sounds of surprise nonstop.
Melody smugly said, “I knew Young Master would like this place.”
By this time, there were already many people in the nightclub. A third of the dance floor was covered with people dancing. Thankfully, there were many people and low visibility, so it was unlikely anyone would pay attention to us.
“I did not think they would be playing crystal music.” I was slightly astonished. I had initially thought that the nightclub’s music would mostly be rock-and-roll or pop, and had never imagined that it would be glass-beating and crisp crystal music.
Melody shrugged, saying, “That’s because it’s still early. The music gets more energetic the later it is!”
The young master picked a seat at a clamshell-shaped table, sitting down on a pearl-shaped chair delightedly. He and Aren examined the different shells compressed beneath the table together.
Melody ordered a pile of food, mostly seafood. It certainly fit this place’s atmosphere.
I really never expected the atmosphere to be so unimaginably cheerful; I had thought that it would be a loud and rowdy night.
“Looks like you’re hugely relieved.” Ji Luo Chu laughed, saying, “Relax, the club Melody picked is excellent. It isn’t too youthful.”
“No matter which one is picked, it would be too youthful.” I laughed. “I was born in 1960.”
Melody rolled her eyes at me, saying, “Hmph! Whenever you were born doesn’t matter. I was born in 1762! But I can tell that your personality is way older than mine!”
Endless muffled laughter was heard from Ji Luo Chu.
The young master cried out in surprise, “Whoa, Melody, you’re three hundred and fifty years old?”
“Nooo, Young Master, don’t say others people’s ages out loud!”
“You said 1762 yourself.” The young master happily laughed.
Melody opened her mouth to grumble, “It was an accident,” then shot a glare at me, reprimanding, “It’s all your fault! Why mention your age for no reason?”
After that, the waiter served dishes one after another. Everyone started chatting while eating, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.
After eating two seafood platters, the young master suddenly asked me, “By the way, Charles, why did you say we have the same father but different mothers? Wouldn’t it work if we have the same mother but different fathers?’
Before I could answer, Melody laughed and explained, “Young Master, it’s because only female vampires can deliver pureborn vampires. Male vampires and humans cannot have a vampire as their child, so you two couldn’t have had the same mother.”
Vampires have low fertilization rates, and only female vampires could deliver vampires. Besides, female vampires often did not want to deliver a child, because giving birth consumed just as much of their blood ability as a “First Kiss.” Furthermore, a pureborn vampire did not have the inclination to obey their sire like common vampires did. These were the reasons why pureborn vampires were quite rare.
I further explained, “I am afraid many non-humans know I am a pureborn vampire. Now that non-humans walk among the human crowds in broad daylight, I am worried that someone will suspect you of being a vampire as a result.”
“Many non-humans?” Melody widened her eyes, saying, “Before this, the most famous vampire was E.X., but you’re no pushover now, either!”
“Is Charles really famous?” The young master’s eyes were both shining.
Melody nodded and said, “Actually he’s never been an obscure guy, but most people have only heard rumors of a vampire being a butler, and have never met him or known his name. But right now the butler has become really famous, to such a degree that his fame almost reaches that of E.X.!”
This was not good news because the more famous a vampire was, the more tragic the downfall they usually had. Count Dracula, the most famous one in history, was encircled by the Church and burnt to death by the sun. A wanted vampire like E.X. who could escape for thousands of years after being pursued by the Church was truly a marvel.
After hearing the explanation, the young master nodded just as a waiter delivered an entire plate of desserts. He and Aren continued, attacking the dessert.
“What’s with the long face?” Melody impatiently said, “Your nephew is protecting you! The Church is afraid to attack you directly. What are you afraid of then?”
I bitterly smiled. How could I let Curtis worry about my affairs all the time?
At this moment, the young master suddenly turned to look to the side. I followed his eyesight and discovered that a few young people at the nearby table were staring in shock at the young master… This was not good, but it really was impossible that no one would find out the entire night. Now, it all depended on how the young master was going to handle this.
The young master gave them a brilliant smile and waved, and they finally woke from their daze. One of the girls suddenly screamed, “Ah! Angel!”
Her scream silenced the entire club. Immediately, one employee walked to their table with an apologetic expression, saying, “Sorry, our club prohibits drugs. Please leave and we will return all the ticket fees…”
Hearing the warning, those young people gave a contemptuous look and passionately pointed at our table. “We didn’t do drugs! Look over there! Over there!”
The employee and everyone else turned to look at us. Some people whose sight was blocked even stood on their chairs to see us. Seems like we cannot go unnoticed anymore.
Luckily, the young master did not feel he was being disturbed. Rather, he revealed an amused expression. Seeing everyone’s wide eyes and rigid bodies, he laughed even harder.
“Hello, everyone,” the young master casually greeted everyone.
The crowd finally unfroze, like waking up from a dream, screaming in waves. The word “Angel” could be heard coming from all directions. The young man next to our table smugly said to the employee, “What, is the whole crowd doing drugs now?”
The situation did not look good. The crowd seemed intent on rushing over; all they needed was one person to go first…
“What is going on?”
A bald man with a horn tattoo on his head walked over. An apron was wrapped around his waist, so he seemed to be a chef here. But appearances did not matter, for most importantly, he was a nightwalker!
He walked over and looked at us with confusion, asking the employee nearby, “Are there any problems?”
“Manager!” The waiter actually called him manager, and quickly explained the situation.
“A nightwalker opening a nightclub?” Melody laughed crazily. However, the other people did not understand what a nightwalker was, and the young master inquired directly.
Melody explained the nightwalker race to everyone while laughing.
Another nightwalker? Slightly curious, I asked, “Do you have any relationship with Nitewalker?”
The manager glanced at me, saying, “I’m a nightwalker.”
“No, you misunderstood me.” I quickly took out Nitewalker’s business card and showed it to him.
“Oh, this is my clansman. We two first came here to ascertain whether this city is a suitable place for us.” The manager passed the business card back to me, saying, “My name is Nitesea. Nitewalker has mentioned you before. You are Charles Endelis, right? I heard that you know Poseidynne?”
“Yes, do you know her as well?” I asked in surprise.
“Our clan follows her orders.” Nightsea thought for a moment, elaborating, “We follow most of her orders. But if it threatens the existence of the clan, we do not have to obey the order.”
“I see now. Then could you please help us handle this situation? Please do not let other guests disturb us.”
Nitesea nodded, ordering the employees with a few words, and said, “Send three bottles of alcohol and a plate of small octopi for our guests.”