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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires. – Chapter 573

Chapter 573 Second Progenitor And The Queen Of Witches

Chapter 573: Second Progenitor, And The Queen Of Witches.

Despite all of Victor’s allies disagreeing and protesting about it, Victor didn’t care and took Evie into a room alone.

As she walked beside Victor, Evie couldn’t help but narrow her eyes at the eager eyes her daughter was giving her.

The Queen could see literal stars of anticipation flying toward her.

‘What are those eyes supposed to mean? What does she want?’ It was worth noting that it was the first time Evie had seen that expectant look on her daughter.

It was a far cry from the expectant look she’d get when she was going to teach her daughter something new.

And the warning glances from the other women? She completely ignored them. With one glance at the girls, she didn’t see any way she could lose to them. Until the Goddess of Beauty appeared, she was, without a doubt, the best of everyone in that room.

Yes, The Witch Queen was very narcissistic, but not even she dared to say that she was prettier than Aphrodite.

‘Hmm?’ Evie looked at Victor curiously as she felt a spike of Magic come and go; she narrowed her eyes:

“What did you do?”

“Hmm?” Victor looked at Evie.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t try to fool me; I felt a spike of Magic just now; what did you do?”

“Oh?” Victor smiled in amusement, he thought that nothing escaped the Witches’ senses, but it seemed that this was not the case: “I just exhausted my Mana reserves.”

A raised eyebrow was all Victor got from the Witch.

“… Training, huh.”

“Looks like you noticed.” Victor looked forward again and explained:

“I train using the Spells I know to deplete my Mana completely. I find that every time I do this, my Mana reserves increase.” Victor didn’t mind telling her this; he knew the woman knew it; she wasn’t the Queen of Witches for nothing.

‘… That is crazy; exhausting ones Mana completely is a dangerous thing; in some cases, it can lead to death or coma. But he says he’s been doing it all the time, just to train?’ She thought about it a bit and understood something:

‘Oh, his Mana is originally from my Mother, it is not his main source of Power, but an alternate power, so he can train with such a barbaric method.’ Although Evie thought it was a barbaric method, she also understood that it was by far the most efficient way to increase how much Mana one could accumulate. Unfortunately, few could use this method.

‘The pain of having ones Mana exhausted shouldn’t even affect him; after all, the Vampire’s natural regeneration is insane, especially those of a Progenitor.’

‘Wait… I didn’t see what Spell he used.’

“… What Spell did you cast?”

“Silence.”

‘Oh, a Basic Spell, but why didn’t I see any Magic Circles?’ The Witch pondered about it for a while and soon understood something, she wasn’t a genius among Witches for nothing.

‘He didn’t activate the Spell itself; he just cast the Spell and stopped before its completion. He’s using it as a way to deplete his Mana.’ She couldn’t help but open her eyes in shock when she understood this.

‘Insanity.’ From the Witch’s point of view, what Victor did could only be considered suicide.

Casting a Spell but preventing it from activating at the last minute just as a way to deplete Mana would lead to instant death; this was one of the fundamental lessons all Witches learned.

A hint of curiosity began to grow in Evie’s eyes; she was looking at Victor now as if he were a walking test subject.

‘Second Progenitor of Vampires. That alone would make your existence quite special, but blessed by multiple Gods? Even my Mother is interested in him? That woman who never leaves her lab?’

Yes, she hated to admit it, but she was curious about him too.

Arriving in a room that wasn’t completely destroyed, Victor opened the door and displayed a small neutral smile.

Seeing his gesture telling her to enter the room, Evie wanted to snort visibly, but it wasn’t a befitting attitude for a Queen. Thus, she just walked into the room.

Victor entered after her, closed the door, and locked it. When he turned around and stepped toward the middle of the room, everything became frozen. The walls, floor, ceiling, and even the broken furniture, thick ice covered it all, acting like a second wall.

Evie just raised an eyebrow. The Magic Circles in her eyes seemed to move a little, and at that moment, several countermeasure Spells were cast in the room. She needed just a thought to activate the Magic in case Victor acted hostile toward her.

Victor smiled internally when he saw the energy leaving her body and spreading across the room.

[Dangerous woman.] The being inside Victor spoke, and Victor couldn’t help but nod; in less than a few seconds, she had cast dozens of Spells without even a Magic Circle appearing.

‘She’s not The Witch Queen for nothing.’ Victor snapped his finger, and a Throne of Ice was created.

Sitting down on the Ice Throne, he rested his back comfortably and placed his hand on his chin:

“Please, sit down.”

Evie slammed her Staff into the ground, a green Magic Circle appeared, and tree roots began to grow.

Victor watched curiously, the tree roots creating a Throne for her.

Once she was finally seated and her eyes were focused on him, he spoke.

“First, I must apologize.”

“… Huh?”

“I apologize for my attitude towards you at the meeting. Although I don’t regret it.”

Evie’s lips trembled a little:

“Was that supposed to be an apology?” The man didn’t look sincere at all.

“That’s as much as you’re going to get from me. But, believe it or not, I’m being sincere.” It was clear that Victor was trying to erase the ‘little’ grudge they had against each other.

She narrowed her eyes, and less than a few seconds later, she replied:

“The Pride of a Progenitor.”

“Looks like you understand,” Victor added in the same neutral tone.

“That is known to the Elders. Vlad has never bowed his head to anyone, and that is a common trait for all Progenitors of all known races. Of course, some are more intense than others, and others don’t care so much about this ‘Pride’, but this is something that cannot be avoided. Lowering your head to someone you, as a Progenitor, do not recognize is an act of humiliation, and your entire existence will deny this act.”

“Although, the Progenitor of Vampires and Demons are known to be the proudest about this little ‘condition’.”

“That’s one of the reasons Progenitors are so hated by some groups of Gods; they don’t give these Gods’ proper respect’.”

Victor snorted in visible disdain, “The way Gods walk around with their dicks up their asses; I wouldn’t be surprised if they would come to hate even a wall just because it didn’t bow down to them in respect.”

A small smile appeared on Evie’s face, seemingly sharing the same thought as Victor.

“… Looks like you’ve already met some Gods.” She spoke with a bit of curiosity.

Victor lightly nodded, “A God of Trickery tried to manipulate me, tried to invade my privacy, while a Goddess who commands the Valkyries did the same as the aforementioned God.”

‘Loki and Freya, huh.’ Evie quickly understood who they were, ‘What did they want with Alucard?’ She asked herself.

“No matter who you are, if you are a ‘Mortal’, they will look down on you. Even a Progenitor like you is not exempt from that fact.” Evie spoke in a neutral tone, but the glint of disdain in her eyes, and the sneer that could be seen from her body language, while so subtle that few individuals would be able to see it, Victor was one of those few individuals.

“Correct.”

“Leaving aside the Gods with the dicks up their asses.”

“Cast a Spell to stop foreign eyes and sound from coming out of this room; completely isolate this place..”

Evie narrowed her eyes and tried to read Victor but found nothing; the man was utterly neutral.

“… I don’t know if you’re brave or stupid; you’re alone with the Witch Queen, you know? Witches are a Faction with a whole saying made up for them, a saying that calls for caution that even new beings entering the Supernatural World are aware of.”

Victor displayed a gentle smile: “Heh~. Is the famous Witch Queen scared to be alone in a man’s room?”

“How cute.”

Evie squeezed her Staff tighter with her hand. By Holy Magic! How she hated that look! She hated that this man could, with a single glance and expression, thoroughly shake her cold attitude!

It’s all Aphrodite’s fault for creating this abomination! That bitch!

Unconsciously, she snorted in disdain and hit the ground again with her Staff. Soon several Magic Circles appeared all over the room, completely isolating this place from the outside world.

Victor looked around with curious eyes; one thing that always caught his attention was the Mysticism that was Magic. There was a ‘logic’ behind it, but weaving various phenomena that broke the Laws of Science with something as simple as a Magic Circle always impressed him; this was indeed a power that created ‘Miracles.’

Evie, who never took her eyes off Victor, looked at his reaction with the same neutral eyes, but it was quite visible that the intensity was not the same as a few seconds ago.

‘He’s like a child seeing Magic for the first time…’ Evie couldn’t help but find this sight cute.

Noticing her thoughts, Evie quickly shook her head inwardly; she was almost caught up in his Charm just now!

That was why this power was troublesome; just with several interactions, a mortal enemy could become a friend; that was the power of Charm.

Of course, several other factors came into play, such as beauty, the attitude of the being, whether or not he was good at the conversation, etc.

“Done; this place is completely isolated,” Evie spoke as the Magic Circles started to disappear.

While looking at the ceiling, Victor asked innocently:

“What deal did you make with Diablo?”

Victor had to applaud himself internally; everything he’d done so far, absolutely everything, was because of that question, his friendly attitude, the neutral conversation, even covering the entire place with the Power of Ice so that he had the reflection of Witch everywhere he looked.

Everything was for that moment, and the Witch didn’t even blink at the sudden question.

‘She sure is a tough nut to crack.’

Victor looked back at Evie, and all he read in her body language was confusion.

“What are you talking about?”

….

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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: English
Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time.

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