Chapter 6: Training

Weiluona, who appeared somewhat frail, unexpectedly took the initiative.

Looking at the girl before him who had sworn to become a knight, she seemed adept but was actually clumsy.

Fulade cooperated with the girl's movements and, as a matter of course, undid Weiluona's unnecessary restraints.

After a few hourglasses, he watched the girl flustered and completely inexperienced.

Fulade gave a lascivious smile, turned over to take the lead, and began to instruct the girl.

Two hours later.

Fulade played with a pair of straight, fair legs that were 1.2 meters long, finding them hard to let go of.

These legs—tut tut—are enough to play with for a year.

"I've warned you before: don't get on the highway just after learning to drive, but you wouldn't listen—now you know how serious it is, right?"

"The feeling of speeding like wind and lightning, besides, it didn't hurt that much back then." Weiluona buried her chin tightly in Fulade's embrace, speaking somewhat shyly.

The girl, riding a horse for the first time, having tasted the marrow, repeatedly asked for more without restraint.

She's truly clumsy yet loves to play.

If Fulade hadn't proactively grabbed the horse's reins, Weiluona probably wouldn't have gotten out of bed for days.

Speaking of which, a vampire's recuperative ability should be quite strong.

Fulade was pondering the vampire's blood-recovery issue.

Unexpectedly, a small hand lunged straight at him.

"Master, if you haven't had enough riding, we can continue." Weiluona blinked her lashes and whispered shyly.

"Alright, get some proper rest."

"Just wait a moment." Fulade, though somewhat tempted, still shook his head and said.

Given his current physical prowess, riding until dark would pose no problem, but considering the girl's condition, he flatly refused.

Transylvania, deep in the forest.

The weather was cold, a light mist drifting through the woods, adding a touch of mystery to this lush forest.

Deep in the forest at this moment, continual huge roars and tremors came.

Looking ahead, in the heart of the woods, at some point the once dense tall trees had become sparse, now toppling as the ground continually shook.

"Faster, go faster!"

"Learn to use technique, don't just charge straight ahead."

"Like that, you'll only become a target."

Accompanied by a male voice full of magnetic charm, it kept sounding.

Weiluona turned into a wraith, constantly flitting around Fulade, trying to break through his defense.

"Whoosh~!!"

"Boom!!"

As Fulade suddenly struck, Weiluona instantly turned into a bat swarm that exploded outward, evading his attack.

The tall tree behind them, which the two had embraced, snapped at the waist and crashed down.

Immediately after, the bat swarm appeared like a ghost above Fulade, forming a half‑human, half‑bat aggregate that suddenly lunged at him.

As an eerie red light flashed across Fulade's eyes, he swung his arm in a flash, instantly reaching to grab Weiluona.

Seeing the attack fail, Weiluona instantly turned into a bat swarm that exploded outward, preparing to flee.

But unexpectedly, as Fulade's large hand came down, a suffocating feeling seized Weiluona, making her unable to breathe, and the bat swarm abruptly dispersed.

It turned out a large hand had already clamped Weiluona's slender neck, leaving her unable to breathe and her abilities gone.

The girl went limp, repeatedly patting Fulade's arm, letting out faint struggles.

"Cough cough~~"

"Not bad, it seems your progress these past days has been considerable." Fulade nodded, looking satisfied at Weiluona.

Weiluona drew several sharp breaths of cool air, finally calming down. "It's not like I was instantly subdued by the master."

Weiluona stepped forward and hugged Fulade's arm, showing no annoyance at his rough behavior just moments before.

"Master, how did you just find my true form?" Weiluona looked at Fulade, her eyes watery and full of curiosity.

"Your performance stands out from the other bat swarms, making it easy to spot the difference."

"Also, don't concentrate most of your energy in your true form."

Fulade stroked Weiluona's black long hair, explaining how to improve her combat style, making up for her weaknesses as much as possible.

Weiluona had already become a member of the Night Vampire clan.

But after all, she lacked combat experience against humans; these past days, whenever Fulade had a spare moment, he would bring Weiluona here to give her thorough training.

"Mm! I've remembered."

Seeing the girl's earnest expression, Fulade felt greatly relieved.

Since following him, the girl has never complained about his strict training; instead, she constantly tries to please him, all of which Fulade has observed.

"Could it really be fate?"

Fulade does not consider himself the true Heaven's Chosen One; with a shake of the turtle's aura, beauties from all sides would throw themselves into his arms.

He rather believes it is the work of fate.

"What about the other two Vampire Brides? I'm really looking forward to them more and more." Fulade's lips curled, his thoughts drifting away.

"Master, master."

"Hmm~ what's up."

With Weiluona's call, Fulade finally pulled his thoughts back.

"Master, are you leaving tomorrow?" Weiluona said.

Hmm, I have to go back tomorrow, after all all rebel forces have been settled, I need to return and report.

Weiluona gazed at Fulade reluctantly and said:

Can you take me with you!

Fulade smiled, gently stroking the girl's fair face, shook his head and said: "No, the situation here still needs you to stabilize."

Moreover, this time when I go back, the Sultan will let me leave and return to Wallachia to inherit the throne.

Moreover, as the princess of Transylvania, it's not suitable for you to be by my side right now, understand?

Weiluona instantly understood: "Master fears arousing the Sultan's suspicion, causing things to change."

Exactly. The Sultan treats me well; there's no need to stir up trouble.

But I'm so reluctant to leave you, Master." Weiluona showed reluctance, tightly gripping Fulade's arm, gently shaking it.

Looking at Weiluona, Fulade didn't offer many words of comfort, but said:

The terrain here is unique; I need you to cultivate forces here for me, understand?

When I return to inherit the throne, you can come find me then; I believe it won't be long.

Hearing Fulade's assurance, Weiluona finally relaxed, burying her head into Fulade, taking a deep breath and said: "Hmm, Master, rest assured, I will fulfill the task you gave me well and will not betray your trust."

Weiluona lifted her head, full of resolve; in fact she also knew that in her family, her father had died and her elder brother had betrayed.

Now, the only ones in the family who can inherit the throne are her and a younger brother only eleven or twelve years old.

She really isn't suited to leave this place right now.

Howl~~!!

Just as Fulade was about to say a few more things, deep in the jungle, a wolf's howl interrupted their conversation.

"A wolf?" Weiluona looked toward the east.

"No, it's a werewolf!"

(End of chapter)