The Original Vampire

Chapter 1: Son of the baron

　　 The spring in the northern border of the Glorious Empire always comes very late.

　　 It wasn't until the beginning of April that the blizzard that had been raging for half a year finally receded unwillingly, and the warm sun once again descended on the northern border, bringing all things to life.

　　 But such bright sunshine doesn't seem to be liked by everyone.

　　 Such as this man who just walked out of Graycastle.

　　 He was wearing a leather tricorne hat, the brim of the hat was pulled very low, completely covering his eyes, but he still seemed to feel the harshness of the sun, and raised his hand to lower the brim a bit.

This man looks seventeen or eight years old. He is tall and handsome. He is wearing a black shirt with red stripes. The crimson cross-patterned knight boots are wrapped around the knees, making him a little fluffy black. The trousers bulge, and they look full of extravagance against a burgundy coat that is almost knee-length.

　　 It's just that his face is extraordinarily pale, as if he has just recovered from a serious illness.

　　 "Master Colin!"

　　...

　　 Along the way, the servants in Graycastle saluted the man.

　　 However, this young master Colin seemed to be very worried, and he responded somewhat perfunctorily to the servants' greetings.

　　 After a while, he finally stopped in front of a cabin, seeming to hesitate to go in.

　　 "Meow~~"

　　 At the corner of the wall, a kitten wailed dissatisfiedly, seeming to blame the man for blocking his sunlight.

　　 Colin Angele recovered from his thoughts, looking at the kitten at his feet, his frowning brows relaxed a little, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

　　 He knelt down, reached out and hugged the kitten to his eyes.

　　 "Meow!" The unbearable kitten opened his teeth and danced his claws for a while, but was unable to break free from Colin's claws, so he resigned and fell silent, just trying to stare at the stupid human in front of him with his eyes wide open.

　　 Colin's fingers gently rubbed the kitten's slender neck, as if hesitating.

　　 "呲" Seeing the human being in front of him slowly showing sharp teeth, the kitten grinned at him unwillingly.

　　 One person and one cat faced each other for a while, and Colin suddenly let out a laugh, and put the kitten back on the ground.

　　 "Meow! Meow! Meow~" It seemed that he had successfully defeated the stupid human in the confrontation just now, and the kitten cried out proudly.

　　 Then it lay down proficiently, turned over, exposed its belly, and signaled "the defeated general" to come and serve the master quickly.

　　 It's a pity that stupid humans ignored it and got up and walked into the hut.

　　 The busy maids in the house were a little surprised when they saw Colin, they stopped their work and asked carefully:

　　 "Master Colin, why are you here? Dinner will have to wait for a while. If you are hungry, we can prepare afternoon tea for you."

　　 "No, I'll just stroll around." Colin glanced around in the kitchen and asked when he saw the reindeer with his limbs **** in the corner, "Today's dinner is venison?"

　　 "Yes, master. Carrot stewed venison, vegetable soup, butter bread, and wine."

　　 Colin touched his chapped lips: "I don't need wine anymore. Give me a glass of deer blood."

　　 "Okay." The maids were a little surprised, but nodded in response.

　　 In their impression, among the owners of this Graycastle, only Lord Baron likes to drink deer blood, and Master Colin's taste has always been very light.

　　 Colin turned around and left after giving the explanation, but when he walked to the door, he seemed to think of something, so he turned around and said:

　　 "Add another garlic, raw."

　　 "Okay, master." The maids responded quickly.

　　At the same time, I was slanderous-Master Colin's taste is really getting heavier...

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　　 As night fell, the dining room on the top floor of Graycastle was illuminated by a row of candles and flames in the fireplace. The layout of the hall was quite luxurious, but it also had a rough atmosphere.

　　 A kite shield with the head of a roaring bear is hung above the fireplace, surrounded by paintings of different styles, and animal head specimens used to show off the master’s strength.

　　 "Master, the wine cellar just bought a few barrels of white wine from Winster Estate a few days ago. Would you like to try it?"

　　 After the maids set up the dining table, the butler Yimeng stood behind Colin with his hands tied, and whispered:

　　 "The rainy season in Winster last year was short and the sun was full. The quality of this batch of wine should be very good, and it matches tonight's venison."

　　 After learning of Master Colin’s abnormal behavior in the kitchen today, Yimon was really worried.

　　 The rude Baron Anglia was hopeless in Yimen's heart, but for Master Colin, this butler who wanted to improve the Anglia family's taste had great hopes.

　　Unexpectedly, Master Colin had deer blood and garlic prepared in the kitchen today!

　　 Yimen felt he had to do something.

　　 The Anglia family must be elegant!

　　 "Okay." Colin nodded in response when he was moved by the housekeeper's words.

　　 Yimeng smiled with relief, and quickly poured Colin a glass of white wine by himself.

　　 "Do you need anything else?"

　　 Colin waved his hand: "No, go ahead."

"OK."

　　 disappeared outside the door with the sound of the housekeeper's footsteps, and only Colin was left in the empty restaurant.

　　His father, Baron Anglia, was on an expedition. His mother had been dead for many years, and his sister was already married. Therefore, only Colin sat on the empty and long table.

　　 However, he didn't seem to feel lonely at all.

　　 After eating the food in front of him quickly, Colin was stunned looking at the remaining deer blood and garlic while drinking white wine.

　　 After drinking a glass of wine, he finally picked up the glass of deer blood, frowned slightly, and then brought it to his mouth—

　　 did not have any expected fishy smell, nor nausea, Colin drank it all in one go.

a bit sweet.

　　 Colin licked the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

　　 "Is it really a vampire?" Colin whispered.

　　 Then, he put down the cup, took out a roll of parchment from his arms and spread it on the table, recording it in words that did not belong to this world:

　　 [Ordinary food can’t produce any taste, nor can it cause satiety. 】

　　【Drinking deer blood can bring significant satisfaction and restore physical strength. 】

　　【Other blood, to be tested...】

　　 Putting down the quill, Colin sighed.

　　What he hopes most now is to have a "Novice Crossing Guide", "Vampire Survival Manual" and other things for him to refer to, instead of guessing and trying by himself.

　　 Even if there is no such thing, at least they have to cross into the existing species in this world, so that Colin can know exactly what he is, what upgrade route he has, and even go to visit a teacher or something.

　　 But unfortunately, there is no record of vampires in this different world similar to the Western Middle Ages.

　　 There are elves in this world, orcs, trolls, naga... and dragons that once ruled the world but are now extinct.

　　 But there is no vampire.

　　 Colin felt that he might have become the first vampire in this world.

　　 This makes him a little worried.

　　 Because in his original world, the vampire is basically a creature that only exists in fantasy.

　　 How much abilities they have and what weaknesses they have are all imagined.

　　 And the settings in different works are not exactly the same.

　　 So, in order to fully understand his new body and new role, Colin can only experiment with himself...

　　 So far, he found that he is really like the legendary vampire.

　　Phobia, bloodthirsty, immortality...

　　 Yes, not to die.