Chapter 52 (1/2)

Chapter 52: 032 I a Banquet -3 (Part Two)

This guy’s nature was obviously clean and good, judging from the list Harman had compiled forthe general populace is related to kindness I didn’t really need to use Mind’s Eye to know all that, but still, to be on the safe side…

[Nae: ???

Traits: Blood sucking, disic, currently in the ‘thirsty’ state

Ah! Ah! I want so badly to behead every noble present in here and decorate them! Just how beautiful will the colour of blood be?]

Almost out of reflex, I injected divinity in my hand But then…

“…??”

“What’s the hness?”

My widened eyes were now staring at Count Fo injected inside

There was no reaction at all A hand of an undead that should’ve burnt away rehness,you?”

I raised aze behind Count Fomor, I then activated ‘Mind’s Eye’ onceon those buried deep a the crowd It was the same story for those with their faces turned away from me However, I could clearly see the inforh vicinity fro towards me

nobles, servants, and maids…

The total number of attendees found on both of the banquet hall’s floors was about one hundred

Out of those that I could see, the ones who possessed the trait [Blood Sucking] totalled five

I returned o of his hand “It’s nothing to worry about”

“Is that so, your highness?”

“Ah, wait Count Foood care of my dear older brother As a token of rabbed a bottle of wine, then poured the drink on a glass I also didn’t forget to inject some divinity in it to create an ilasses of wine; one for Count Fomor, and the other one for myself

“Why don’t we share this drink?”

“It’ll be lass frolasses and then, he downed it

I quietly observed hi froy or the aura of death fro me that this dude was a bonafide va that he was the culprit of the murder I witnessed back in the streets of Laurensis too

For one thing, the red hair I saw auy’s head

Count Fo, glug’ noise, he e up and down

He then shi+elded his forehead and shook his head as if a bout of dizziness was assaulting hihness I’ve always been weak against alcohol…”

I wordlessly slass on the table next to me And without a shred of hesitation, slashed the count’s exposed hand with the broken shard

The skin on the back of his hand broke as blood trickled out Count Fo his bleeding hand, he quickly stepped back

“Your highness?!”

Harnalled hilare in Fomor’s direction Since she was blessed with quick wits, shewas seriously wrong with this Count what’s-his-face

I shi+fted aze away from them and stared at the vampire’s hand Fomor ever so sneakily lowered his hands It was as if he wanted to show

I stared at that sight for a while, before shtly “Ah, I’m really sorry about that My hand slipped just now, you see”

“I beg your pardon? Ha, hahaha, no it’s… quite alright, your highness”

Count Fo away fro aristocrats tothe his head before ed to ruin the banquet’s athness”

“That’s fine, sure thing As for that injured hand, et it treated properly”

Count Fo frolance, he really looked like a loyal retainer taking responsibility for ruining the banquet byhimself scarce from my view

So, I simply smiled and waved my hand at him

(TL: in 3rd person POV)

Count Foentle ss with the aristocrats who gathered here for the banquet, while also encouraging the servants and maids to do their best and serve them professionally

His expression didn’t cru; his co about the cold sweat that trickled down his body

His previously-leisurely steps slowly quickened

He dashed into the bathroom connected to his private suite in the imperial palace And then, he locked the door firmly behind him

His expression instantly crumpled

Cold sweat poured down as this sensation of fla his entire body wrecked hi out of his hly covered his own mouth

He knew that heof this rooet that this was the iht somehow latch onto even the smallest noise or actions he made He must not leave any ‘traces’ of himself anywhere