Vampire's Slice Of Life

The spear crashed onto another place and the old lady screamed in utter shock.

"How is this possible!? How is this possible!?" She mumbled under her breath.

Dennis looked at the woman and said, "Thinking only you as a human can use Light magic is nothing but sheer arrogance. It also says a lot about your perspective and how you're nothing but a frog in a well, staring at the tiny bit of open sky and thinking it's the limit."

The old lady huffed and puffed angrily. "You… HOW… DARE…. YOOUUUUUU!"

The woman charged at Dennis and chanted Light spells to attack, learning not from her mistakes.

Dennis cracked his knuckles and hopped on his toes like a professional boxer. "Well, well, well. If I lose to this old hag, my mother will beat me for bringing shame to the Dracula name."

Saying so, Dennis chanted some Light spells and extended his wings out, flying high above in the air.

"What—!?"

FUUUSSSSHHHH!

Something flew right past the old lady as she stopped in her tracks, surprised by watching Dennis fly.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

"Huh?" The old lady felt a numb sensation and found something dripping from her sides.

Turning to look at it, her eyes widened in surprise as she saw a small chunk of her sides torn off.

"Aw man. My aim's still a bit off. I should train more with Light affinity." Dennis let out a disappointed sigh.

Rage filled the old lady as she heard that. Her eyes turned bloodshot and looking at the sky, she screamed.

"FILTHY CREATURE, DIEEEEEE!"

A rain of Light swords charged right at Dennis.

He manoeuvred himself properly and dodged all of those spears. Some grazed past his body, but that was not a problem since it healed back with due time.

The old lady did not think Dennis would charge straight at her with the swords coming towards him.

In this brief moment, without saying much, Dennis breezed past her like a gush of wind and stood six feet behind, retracting his wings.

The old lady stood on her spot, staring at the sky, but a few seconds later…

Crack… Crack…

BURST!

The old lady's body cracked open in three vertical slices, then burst apart.

This was it. The true power of an Emperor Rank Clan's heir.

Dennis may not look like it, but the power concealed within him was not what an average person, even a realm above him, could handle.contemporary romance

He wasn't a battle freak for nothing.

…..

In a pristine white church.

A priest, busy reading the holy book, suddenly felt a candle near him flicker.

He put the book down and turned to look at it. A second later, the candle's flame extinguished.

Surprised, he took the candle and went to a secret room in the basement of the church.

There was still blue water in a tray under a bright chandelier.

The priest scratched some wax off the candle and dropped it in the water.

The water changed its blue color to a transparent one and the priest saw a scene in it.

The scene was of Dennis fighting the old lady and then eventually killing her.

"How can this be possible…" The priest took support of a nearby pillar and breathed heavily.

What he had watched was something he couldn't believe could happen even in his wildest dreams!

This situation was way beyond his level and trying to stay as calm and rational as possible, he rushed to another room and immediately lit up a gemstone.

The gemstone shined a bright red and eventually, the priest saw a woman clad in sophisticated white robes with a red crest on her chest.

"A-A-Archbishop, revered Archbishop… You have to see this…" The priest immediately got to the point and took the gemstone towards the still water.

The Archbishop had never seen the priest this panicked and fell silent, looking forward to what he was trying to show her.

The priest ran and showed the same scene he saw before to the Archbishop, making her stand up from her chair and express visible surprise.

"Impossible!" The Archbishop exclaimed. "Never in the history of the church has there been an instance where a dark creature could use Light!"

The priest bowed. "Archbishop, this priest is too ignorant to understand this. He leaves this matter to you."

The Archbishop made a cross sign on her chest. "Don't worry, you will be rewarded for your finding."

Saying so, the Archbishop disconnected and disappeared.

…..

Holy City Thames.

Inside a grandiose church which would have many stop and stare, the Archbishop ran through the aisle and went underground, barging her way inside a room that gave off a really holy aura.

Within the room, there sat a middle-aged man wearing golden white robes and a hat.

There was a golden cross hanging from his neck and also a golden crest on his chest.

"Your Holiness, you must see this!" The Archbishop slammed the man's table with a gemstone.

"My child, why the hurry?" The man asked in a gentle tone, not minding the rude barging in.

"Please see this, Your Holiness." The Archbishop urged.

"I shall, but sit down, and have some water." The man urged and took the stone to see what the matter was.

A few seconds of watching it, a slight frown appeared on his face.

He looked at the Archbishop and she looked back at him with an even more serious face. "This matter must be dealt with utmost urgency. From here on, I give you full authority to use whatever resource you must."

Saying so, the man handed the Archbishop his golden crest and took her red one with him.

The Archbishop made a cross sign and said, "I shall not let His Holiness and the church down. Glory to Saint Selena! Glory to the church!"

The man made a cross sign and repeated the words.

The Archbishop left the room and immediately had a meeting via gemstones with the important officials of the church.

"May light be with you all." The Archbishop said. "I have gathered you all here for…"

She went on to make an introduction with utmost hurry and asked the officials in the meeting about whatever they knew of.

There were many prompts from many people stating they knew nothing.

However…

"Your Holiness… I think… I may have some lead…" A man with a rough appearance said.

"What is it, Priest Ilam?"

"Your Holiness… My disciples have summoned a Demon, but the time of the summoning matches with the time that dark creature was found."

"What!?"

"Yes, Your Holiness."

The Archbishop fell silent.

After some thinking, she said, "Has the Demon said anything?"

"The Demon is kept unconscious by my disciples and is on his way to be sacrificed."

"Stop the sacrificial ritual immediately and ask your disciples to question the Demon. If the two are connected, we may very well have a lead."

"Understood. I'll get to it right away!"

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