Chapter 787: Those Who Stand Among Us. 2
Looking at Maya and Leona, Vlad noticed how Elizabeth’s blood remained firm and strong. The mutation caused in Elizabeth’s blood was so dominant that even members of The Lykos Clan who had children outside the Clan would have the same characteristics of The Clan: white snow-like hair and sky-blue eyes, though in some cases, even emerald green may appear.
It could be said that The Lykos Clan genes were predatory; no matter what Race you belonged to, if an individual was from The Lykos Clan, the blood of The Clan would always prevail. Even the Blood of a Progenitor or a God would not affect the Lineage of The Lykos Clan.
The reason for this was due to the ‘enhancing’ properties of the Progenitor Blood. Taking Vlad’s children as an example, all of them, without exception, had the blood of the mother’s side enhanced thanks to the Progenitor Blood.
Only Ophis was born with 50% of his Progenitor Blood, something that Vlad had no idea how it happened to this day.
In the case of a God, the problem was simpler; a God was not an existence of ‘flesh and bone’. They were not Mortal but a Deity, something more akin to a Spirit. Because of this, if a God had a child with someone from The Lykos Clan, only the Soul of that child would change, but their blood would remain completely that of The Lykos Clan.
In the Mortal World, only Dragons had blood strong enough to compete with the predatory genes of The Lykos Clan; at least, that’s what Vlad speculated after the several interactions he’d had with Elizabeth in the past.
“Maya Lykos, you remain as strong as ever. How are your husbands?” Vlad asked casually.
Maya narrowed her eyes slightly at Vlad’s question. She wondered why he asked such a specific question, but despite being suspicious, she still answered indifferently, “They’re fine, just being more incompetent than usual.”
“Hmm…” Vlad didn’t need to be a genius to know whom Maya was comparing her husbands to.
“A word of advice from someone older than you: don’t compare this abnormality with any other man, or you’ll feel like they’re all extremely inadequate.” Vlad unabashedly pointed at Victor.
Victor’s eyebrows twitched a bit. “Can you stop talking as if I’m a bad influence?”
Vlad looked at Victor with an expressionless face. “There’s a reason why I want you far away from my wife, Demon King.”
“Even if you don’t intend to do anything, your very existence is harmful to everyone. Wherever you go, it’s with 100% certainty that you’ll leave some man depressed or a woman very horny, and you do all of that unconsciously.”
“Humpf, it’s not my fault if they can’t handle me. I won’t limit myself for anyone; I am who I am, and that will never change.”
“That’s precisely why I want you as far away from my current wife as possible,” Vlad said with a neutral smile as if Victor’s own words were proving his point now.
“A useless action.” Victor rolled his eyes. “I don’t go after married women, Vampire King. I have respect for myself.”
“Indeed… With your personality, it’s hard to see you as someone who shares; you’d rather kill your lover than let her fall into someone else’s hands.”
“Exactly.” Victor smiled slightly as if Vlad had spoken an absolute truth.
“Only my son could say something so psychotic and still be handsome, not scary,” Anna muttered to herself, but since everyone here had heightened senses, they all heard what she said.
“That’s where you’re wrong, my dear Mother.”
“What…?”
“I’m not the only one like that… Aren’t all my Wives like that?” Victor looked at the Maids and then at Leona.
Seeing the girls’ flat faces as if he hadn’t said anything wrong, Anna sighed softly. ‘Everyone in this room is a bunch of psychos.’
“…If Darling said he’d leave us because of some woman who wasn’t accepted by us sisters, I’m sure a war that would end everything would occur.” Leona declared in a teasing tone, but only those related to Victor knew how serious she was. After all, all of Victor’s Wives were influential in various ways, so it wouldn’t be an exaggeration for such a scenario to occur.
“You don’t share, but your Wives must share you, huh?”
“That’s the privilege of the strong, Vlad. If, from the beginning, I wasn’t strong enough, one of my Wives would have locked me in the basement and never let me out… Although, that would be fun too.”
Vlad was speechless at what he just heard; he looked at Victor as if he were a strange and incomprehensible creature.
The same look was on Alexios’s face. He was now wondering if it was a good idea to give his permission for Natalia to have a relationship with Victor.
“I remember Violet saying she did that to you in the beginning,” Leona said.
“Well, it wasn’t exactly her trying to lock me up; we were just very horny, and it ended up happening in the basement of my old house.”
“Hmm…” Leona pondered Victor’s words for a moment and said, “That happened when you had just turned into a Vampire, right?”
“Indeed.”
“I’m surprised that you managed to ‘subdue’ Violet even though you had just turned.”
“It wasn’t exactly subjugation, Leona.”
Leona narrowed her eyes slightly. “Stop beating around the bush; what did you do?”
“Hmm~, that’s something Violet should tell, not me.”
“Tsk.” Leona clicked her tongue and turned away.
“There’s another reason why most of the girls get along with each other despite their possessive personalities.” Natalia suddenly began speaking, grabbing everyone’s attention.
“Oh? Tell me. I want to know the secret of this generation’s Solomon,” Vlad said.
“Calling me Solomon is a bit of an exaggeration, Vlad.”
Vlad looked at Victor with the same expressionless face and simply stated, “You’re handsome by the standards of any creature, you have a harem, and you rule all of Hell.”
“All you need is another 1000 women, and you’ll be called The Second Coming of Solomon.”
“… Even for me, 1000 women is excessive.” Victor rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t help but think that Vlad was right about his similarities to Solomon; they were quite evident.
“If it weren’t for us killing those thots and making them disappear, he would have about that many women with him,” Leona spoke irritably.
“I still think it’s an exaggeration to say that. You know he’s only interested in crazy and psychotic women.” Natalia said.
“I know, but… Wait, are you saying that I’m crazy and a psychopath?” Leona narrowed her eyes.
“Yes. Just like me.” Natalia remembered the journalist she’d sent to space a few years back.
Leona opened her eyes slightly in shock, “It amazes me how easily you accept that. I’m a little impressed; people usually don’t realize their flaws.”
“Although I have the kind of personality that attracted Victor, my personality isn’t as messy and intense as yours and the other girls,” Natalia said.
“Oyy!”
“You’ve lost track of the conversation. Can you tell me the Young Master’s secret?”
“…You’re really getting more casual, Vlad. Having a wife and a lover helped with your stress so much?” Victor commented.
Understanding the secondary meaning behind Victor’s words, Vlad looked at him for a few seconds, his eyes shining blood-red.
Victor wasn’t intimidated; he just stared back with a neutral expression.
Internally clicking his tongue when he saw that Victor wasn’t fazed, Vlad spoke, “They made me realize some things I hadn’t noticed before…”
“I see… Well, it’s good to know you’re changing. Ophis will be happy.”
Vlad’s intense eyes softened a bit and returned to normal. He really didn’t like dealing with this man; he was so genuine that it was irritating at times.
‘Haah, he’s not that bad sometimes.’ Vlad sighed internally.
“While I will still be the ‘Good Father,’ you can still take on the role of a substitute, or the ‘Evil Father’… maybe even the father who went to buy milk and never came back,” Victor spoke.
Veins bulged on Vlad’s head. ‘I take back what I said; he’s the worst.’
“Answering your question for Natalia, the reason why all of us get along and don’t try to kill each other like Ruby, Violet, and Sasha did, in the beginning, is because…” Victor’s eyes became lifeless. “When it comes to possessiveness, no one surpasses me.”
“Mhmm, Hmm.” Leona nodded with a smile on her face. “That’s the image of a True Yandere.” She laughed.
“I wonder if he’ll become The God of Yanderes or something. After all, he’s not only a Yandere, but he also goes around creating Yanderes.”
“… Haah… Where did I go wrong with him?” Anna sighed.
“About that, I think it’s my fault.” Leona raised her hand.
“… Why?” Anna asked.
“Well, during the many conversations I had with him, I always talked about how a man should be possessive of his woman and never let her go,” Leona explained. “At the time, I was just trying to help him grow into a responsible adult, but I might have chosen my words poorly…”
The women just stared at Anna and Leona with expressionless faces. They felt like they were witnessing the two criminals who turned Victor into what he is today, confessing their crimes.
“Can you both stop talking as if I’m not here? And Mother, I learned to be who I am today because of you.”
“I know. I taught you wrong.” Anna nodded.
“No, not that. I learned from how you treated my father.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“Just think about it; how did you always react when my father came home late?”
Anna thought about it for a moment and remembered that she was very possessive and jealous on those occasions.
“… Oh…” That was all Anna could say.
“Just like The Snow Clan… Those tendencies are in your genes too, huh… I feel a bit worried for the future children of Agnes, Violet, and Natashia.” Natalia said.
Among the Wives, these three were the most unbalanced in terms of jealousy and possessiveness.
“Don’t forget about Aphrodite; she has pink hair, you know?” Leona pointed out as if those words signified all the problems.
“… Yes… There was Aphrodite too, wasn’t there…?” Natalia looked up at the ceiling of the abandoned building in contemplation, and she could only think that the future would be very chaotic.
“Before Aphrodite and I think about that, we should first resolve the issue of our incompatible natures,” Victor said.
“… That’s true. While you’re a Being on the Dark side of the scale, she’s a Being on the Light side of the scale. This problem needs to be fixed first…” Natalia mumbled.
“Master.”
“Hmm?” Victor looked at Kaguya and smiled faintly. “What is it, My Maid?”
“You’re drifting off; shouldn’t we be solving a problem right now?” Kaguya said.
“… Oh.” Realizing Kaguya was right, Victor looked at Vlad.
“This is your fault.”
“….” Question marks could be seen above Vlad’s head. The First Progenitor had no idea why this was his fault.
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