Chapter 65 The Purse Snatcher...

“Help! Please help me! He stole my bag, uwaaaaah!!!!!”

The cries of a frail-looking vampire girl catches my attention.

I look up and see a tall hooded guy trying to snatch a small handbag from a girl, and he successfully does, before he begins to run away.

I want to turn a blind eye to this scene since this is a pretty common incident and this is also a type of occupation for these purse snatchers.

However, when my eyes take a second glimpse of the girl, I realize that it’s someone I fairly recognize, even though I don’t interact much with her.

Noo! The neighbor’s child!

Fuck! I have to help her… her. Mrs. Kremer and her child are very nice people, but they are poor. They haven’t even been paying rent for over two years, but Misty doesn’t care about it, since she feels like good people deserve good treatment. And who knows whether that bag is important to them.

“Fuck!” I curse out loud and begin to chase after the guy. I don’t have any ability right now, and I also don’t have any blood to spare for my blood power since I’m only currently living off of my mom’s milk.

I chase after the guy past several people and houses but people don’t even seem to care about it since it’s pretty normal.

But fuck!… This guy is just too fast. His reflexes are surprisingly amazing for a random human guy that doesn’t look like an ability user.

As if on purpose, the guy keeps passing through a lot of crowds to slow down my hot pursuit, so that he can be able to make a clean run for it.

But…he made the biggest mistake of his life. I’m a vampire, and not just any ordinary vampire, but a vampire noble. Not only that, but my heart barely even works so I don’t get tired easily the way humans and some other races do.

After chasing him like a madman, his movement starts to get sluggish. Obviously, he’s already reaching his limit.

With a smirk on my face, I pick up my pace and close the distance between us.

Stretching out my hand to grab him, the guy suddenly does the unbelievable. His speed increases spontaneously again and he starts moving very fast.

Fuck!

However, this time around, this guy begins to do something weird. He stops passing through the crowd and begins to run towards an abandoned street that is devoid of life because of constant zombies and mutant invasion.

Suddenly, the guy comes to an abrupt halt as he stops running and turns around, panting heavily. Though, I can’t see his face right now because he is wearing a mask.

“Hey, why do you keep chasing after me? I have to eat, man!” The guy bellows angrily as he turns around.

From the sound of his voice, he seems to be around the age of 20.

“You’ve stolen from the wrong person, look for another person. And I’m not stopping you from carrying out your job, but hand over the bag in your hand.” I say, pointing at the red bag in his hands.

The guy looks at the bag again which looks quite expensive, then he shakes his head in opposition.

“Since you won’t back off from me, then I’ll do things the hard way!” The guy says, then he suddenly brings out a small shining dagger. The moment I see this dagger, my eyes widen in surprise because this dagger is a beast gear.

No way! How did…did my dagger end up with him? Or am I hallucinating? How did I lose this dagger into the hands of a rookie?!

This dagger was what I used to kill the zombie that climbed up my window recently. Did I mistakenly throw it out the window?

The active skill of this dagger makes the blade very sharp and it can cut through almost anything.

However, even in this situation, I’m clearly unfazed and calm….

“Sigh… I’ll ask you one more time, give me the bag.” I say, in a slightly impatient voice this time.

“Jokes on you, kid. It’s such a shame that I’ll have to kill you.” The guy says, threateningly.

“Fine, you chose the hard way, get ready to face the consequences.” I tell him and in a flash, I eject my vampiric claws. Vampire claws are one of the strongest things in this world. The strongest vampires like my mom can use their claws to tear through the strongest metal known to man; Zlatherium, if skilled enough.

And at this moment, I decide to use something that my master taught me, and which I have never used before.

“Flash steps; sanguine dance…” I mutter.

In the next moment, I start to do some strange footwork, and before the guy knows what’s going on, I close the distance between us and swing down my claw at him, and cleanly cleave off his head.

*Plop!*

The guy’s head bounces on the ground as it rolls off into the street. While his headless body starts spurting out blood from the neck before crashing to the ground.

‘Sigh… didn’t mean to kill him, but he made a huge mistake by directing his bloodlust at me.’ I mutter as I retract my claws and move towards the handbag, picking it up.

I also pick up the dagger and store it inside my inventory.

[Wow, did you just kill someone…?]

The system says in surprise.

Killing someone is as easy as taking a nap for me. I had my first kill at the age of 7. I kill and don’t spare those who have bad intentions towards me or my family. If I sense even the slightest killing intent or bloodlust, I won’t hesitate to finish the person.

?[0)??? [Wow, you’re more strict than I thought. But either way, that was the best thing to do. Don’t be a good person or an evil person. Just do what you see fit.]

After picking up the bag and some loot from the guy’s pocket, I head back home, leaving the dead body to be feasted upon by mutants and zombies.

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