Chapter 153: Luck
Two days had passed; because the forest did not have too many fierce beasts, not to mention the energy well was now much larger than before. Therefore, it could be used while moving, making the feet have extremely powerful stomps and dash away.
Takeshi dashed through the forest; he also did not want to stay in one place for long. Today he had the mission to go outside and explore to see if there was anything interesting to bring back for everyone, so he was very excited; an expression of joy was clearly shown on his face.
His red hair was ruffled by the wind as he moved fast; he wore quite simple clothes of black mixed with a bit of blue. If he wore clothes that were too covered, or completely black, it might attract more eyes, so he dressed simply.
He carried a small bag on him; inside were a set of clothes and a bit of food. Naturally, that was only smoked meat which was extremely hard to eat, and this thing was only a precaution; in reality, he would survive on his own outside.
He had gone very far from home, just going like that. His eyes swept quickly as if capturing all these sceneries into his sight.
"Now if looking for a place with people, it can only be small villages in safe forest sections without beasts. But what is there in those villages?"
"Everyone also just wants me to find somewhere safe to go, so the most feasible is surely a dangerous ruin. But finding a dangerous ruin is quite difficult."
It seemed the whole group's precaution was very good, but it appeared to be beyond everyone's expectations.
At a majestic and magnificent palace, the stone and floor were white, the walls were inlaid with various types of gems, then mixed with swirls of gold, creating an eye-catching sight that one could not look away from. Items that seemed simple, like bookshelves or cups, all exuded beauty after being decorated. This place was even more luxurious than where a king lived.
Indeed, this was not a simple place where a king lived. But it was the place of the Vampire King, ruling an entire race.
Yoruha, the King of Vampires, was sitting on a chair worth as much as a citadel.
On his head he wore a silver crown inlaid with blood-red jade, carved with ancient symbols signifying blood, darkness, and immortality.
His fingers were long and slender; suddenly his index finger grew a sharp claw like a dagger and tapped on the table; the table was pierced with many holes. His sitting posture was extremely arrogant.
In front of him was a maid standing with her head bowed before the king, not daring to look up; in her sight were only the tips of shoes and the floor.
On the table was a small wooden box. Inside the box was a letter, designed with extremely delicate gold lines. Dragons are a species that extremely likes gold and shiny things, so the items of dragons are the same.
Yoruha had not opened the letter yet, his eyes still looking inside, his hand tapping the table.
"Dragon race sending a letter? Is there some major issue?"
He pondered for a moment to contemplate the purpose of the Dragon race sending a letter to the Vampire race. He thought it would be to discuss further cooperation, but having only one letter meant it was not.
Picking up the letter, Yoruha held a large gold coin to keep the letter from opening. When opened, the paper was quite hard and coarse; he unfolded the four folds of the letter.
Inside, it mentioned a group of six people traveling together, including a vampire. This group had fought against an entire dragon race. After that was the presentation of the reason why a projection stone could not be used, which was because that young dragon had used its own life to fight, so now memories were a bit chaotic and could not be viewed. They mentioned that the Vampire race should bring that vampire outside back, and only that; they did not want to punish.
If this letter requested handing her over for them to punish, or at least that the vampires punish the vampire outside after capturing her. Along with that was the fact that the battle took place outside. If it were like that, it would be a complaint. But the Dragon race did not; this still showed they had reason. Naturally, after the appearance of that vampire was described, Yoruha guessed immediately that it was his daughter, once known as the genius princess, the strongest among her younger siblings. Airi Chika.
Yoruha's face remained calm to the point of sending a chill down one's spine, but in his eyes flashed a ray of light.
He spoke, his voice majestic, showing he deserved to be the vampire king:
"Summon Arata here."
The maid immediately bowed her head lower to receive the order and stepped back, then turned and went out.
Yoruha sat silently in the room, his eyes red as embers staring intently at the letter.
"Originally thought she was dead?"
His hand folded the letter; just as Arata—the old butler who had lived long and had many contributions to the vampire race, with hair silver like ash and calm demeanor—appeared, Yoruha immediately flicked the letter toward butler Arata.
Arata gently caught it and bowed to greet the king.
"You summoned me."
Yoruha said nothing; Arata raised his head and opened the letter to see. His calmness suddenly vanished, replaced now by great shock.
The image of Airi in the previous conversation suddenly appeared:
Her tears slowly fell, rolling down her cheeks. She bit her lip hard, her hands clenched. No one knew how much she was screaming inside.
"The place you guys always consider home, to me that place is like a place of power games."
Arata raised his head to look at Yoruha, as if understanding that this matter was not too serious, but it was also at a certain level.
Suddenly Yoruha spoke: "I thought she was dead? It seems she is still fine and strong, huh?"
A question as if testing Arata's reaction, the experienced old butler. He suddenly stopped being shocked, his composure returned, and his voice replied naturally:
"Yes, it seems the young mistress is still living quite well. This is indeed good news." This answer was like an attack back at Yoruha, because originally he always placed expectations on Airi, forcing her to train... This sentence was like a provocation.
Yoruha smiled, a smile hard to read.
"Should I..."
Arata seemed to realize and hurried to interrupt:
"I think we should do this..."
Arata had lived a very long time and had many contributions to the race. So to speak, sometimes his reputation was even greater than the king of vampires.
"I think letting the young mistress be outside is also good; she will be stronger. We should not do that."
Naturally, this answer did not please this king. At this moment he did not want to beat around the bush anymore but gave a cold "hmph."
"If it weren't because my father wanted it, I would have captured her back from the time you returned and left me those few words saying 'don't want to return' long ago."
"Now every race is cooperating; hiding from them that it is the vampire princess, do you think it's possible?"
Arata remained calm, as if he were confronting a child. In Arata's hand, a red ring worn on the middle finger was rubbed by his thumb.
Suddenly, another vampire teleported in. That was Yoruha's father, the previous generation Vampire King. This person wore black clothes, his face even younger than his son's; he was like a prince stepping out of book pages. His long pink hair tied behind made him even more enhanced in beauty.
"Oh, I heard the Dragon race sent some letter? Arata even called me."
Arata bowed in salute, then looked up again.
"Sir, there is quite an important issue; I think you will be interested."
Yoruha clearly showed his dislike on his face; he turned away without bothering to look.
Yoruha's father finished reading the letter and let out a laugh.
"Is it that little girl Airi? Truly interesting. I thought she was dead; that time I cried for several days, hahaha."
"So how does my son want to handle my granddaughter?"
Yoruha clearly showed his distaste for his father and folded his arms.
"If Father is here, then Father handle it, to avoid complications." With his father here, Yoruha could not do anything harsh but had to be gradual.
Yoruha's father let out an "oh." He also guessed what Yoruha wanted to do; the "oh" was just for show. Last time he was the one who made it so Yoruha could not go capture Airi back, forcing her to stay outside.
"A group like that is quite interesting, isn't it? Angels and Elementals for thousands, tens of thousands of years haven't come out. Yet here they are, even traveling together."
"Interesting, interesting; let the girl be outside. Let her grow with the environment that no vampire has ever been exposed to. It will be quite interesting."
Yoruha waved his hand, signaling he wanted to dismiss them, his voice clearly showing annoyance:
"Fine, fine, as Father wishes. Let's decide it like that."
Yoruha's father put his hands on his hips and brushed his hair back, his face clearly showing interest.
"Maybe I'll also try going to see how big my granddaughter has grown."
Arata spoke; although he was a servant, Arata also had a lot of voice, and being as intelligent as the old man, he also knew where a limit was:
"I think you should not go there. There are **Elementals** and Angels there; their energy sensing ability is extremely good and wide. Not to mention it's unclear how many wings that Angel has."
Yoruha's father appeared pensive.
"But I am strong; what is there to worry about."
Although Aoto and Elyssia were currently weaker than the previous generation King of Vampires, that was clear, but the energy sensing ability was not necessarily smaller.
The maximum energy sensing ability of an **Elemental** at the furthest is 200 **tharn**; that is the reason the house of the whole group was built at a depth of 250 **tharn**, as proposed by Aoto. Unless that sensing **Elemental** has an authority or blessing regarding this energy sensing issue, or possibly amplification. Otherwise, the maximum is only 200 **tharn**. While currently Aoto can only sense at the level of 150 **tharn**, that is Aoto being quite strong. Most **Elementals** at maximum can only sense a range of 100 **tharn**.
As for humans, it is less; at most it can only reach 30 **tharn**, unless there is someone naturally born with better sensing, but it never exceeds a range of 100 **tharn** without abilities that help increase this sensing ability.
Elyssia currently can also only sense 100 **tharn**.
Although it is said that the energy sensing ability has such a large range, in reality, sensing that far is usually very difficult. It requires focusing at an extremely high level to be possible.
In reality, currently when Aoto fights, he only senses the surroundings for about 15 **tharn**.
Intense battle must maintain a high level of focus when distracting oneself with many issues while fighting; this makes sensing far very difficult. That is the reason that flanking behind sometimes is unknown and results in being sneak attacked in large battles.