Chapter 483 Vinea

On the other side of the world, standing on top of a tall, damaged skyscraper, a young woman with long blond hair and red eyes surrounded by three others kneeling beside stood tall, looking out over the ruined city. A young red headed girl next to her brow furrowed as she said: "The dragonic seemed to have back off."

"They might have backed off, but this new enemy has made their way here. I wonder if it has something to do with that. Princess, what do you think?" A young skinny man asked. His long black hair fluttered in the wind, his face unseen due to the mask he wore.

"The dragonic are over in the states, so we should go take a look. If the dragonic have really drawn back, then something major must have happened on the other continent. If so, we need to know what it is. Mile and Dreg, you two will follow me. Bruno, you will go back and tell the clan. If they let you, you can follow me after." The blonde haired girl gave out her orders as she narrowed her eyes and looked out over the horizon.

"As you wish, Princess." Bruno bowed before his body burst into bloody mist and disappeared.

The princess, the three speak of, is named Vinea Dracul, second in line to be the head of her clan. And one of the few pure bloods left in the world of vampires. Her clan had been at war with the dragonic since they began appearing on this continent. They did not want them pushing their way into their territory. Mass destruction rang out, and most of the humans had died. Of course, the vampires could not let their food all die out, so they sheltered a good number of them in exchange for them giving them their blood.

Vampires were not like in the tales of old. They did not hunt humans for blood but set up blood banks for those wishing to sell blood in exchange for some cash. This allowed them to build up a lucrative business over the many years. However, the vampires had almost gone extinct during the world reset. A certain someone had left them to live or die. If it was not for the vampires' ability to enter a hibernative state, then they would have died out before the humans once more walked the earth. They have lived to see the start of everything.

But just as they were really forming a place for themselves in a world much different from the past, magic once more flooded into the world, and dragons appeared once again. And worst of all, the dragonic appeared, trying to use their power to rule the land once more. But Vampires were by no means weak. Their powers have always been on par with dragons. And they had the advantage of being immortal. You could chop off their heads, and they would just grow right back.

"Princess Vinea, your parents will get mad. They want you to marry the head of the Austin house." Mile, the red headed girl said to Vinea, who was still staring out over the horizon.

Vinea turned and glared at Mile, causing her to shrink back. She did not want her head to be blown off again. It still hurt like hell and felt weird. "Hah! Who the hell wants to marry that fuck wit? You do realize the young master of the Austin house already spreads his dick around like it was some kind of holiday. What makes things worse for him is that he doesn't even care if they are men or women. He will fuck them just the same.

"While their family might have a lot of say in the council, I refuse to marry such a man. My first time will not be taken by a walking STD." The disgust for the young man from the Austin house was written all over Vinea's face. She hated the young man to the core and would never allow him to touch her. "And Mile…."

Hearing her name, Mile's body twitched involuntarily. She did not dare raise her head, or she might just lose it. She knew she had stepped on a landmine when she mentioned the Austin family. "Mile, I am speaking to you."

Gritting her teeth, Mile had no choice but to look up at Vinea, whose smile was so beautiful that anyone would get sucked in by it, except for those who knew more than anyone that such a smile was carrying the evilest being in the world behind it. Mile stretched out her hand in front of her, only for seconds later for it to disappear completely as blood sprayed out from her wrist.

Vinea stood in front of Mile and reached down, grabbing the freshly severed wrist, and pressed her thumb into the wound. Her eyes cold as ice as she said slowly in a low tone: "If you ever bring up that fuck wit again, I will rip your heart out."

"Y-Yes…. Princess…." Mile had sweat dripping down her back as she did her best not to make a sound due to the pain. She watched as Vinea stood back up and licked the blood off her fingers, and turned back around.

"Pick up your hand and reattach it. We need to move." Vinea suddenly jumped into the air, where a pair of bat wings appeared on her back as she flew across the sky. Mile quickly grabbed her hand,  pressed it against her wrist, and held it there as she flew off as well.

Dreg sighed and shook his head. His Princess could be the kindest person in the world or the evilest person in the world. As long as you did not step on anything she considered taboo, you would never see that evil side of her. Dreg flapped his wings and soared through the sky. He wondered just what was waiting for them on the other continent. "Let's hope it's nothing too serious."

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