Chapter 1:
Kadman City was as peaceful as ever today, although the dark clouds of war were looming nearby. Considering that the damned war had been going on for nearly ten years, the people who had long grown accustomed to rationing remained emotionally stable today.
What else could they do if not remain stable?
Rebel?
The vampire lords in the city had been waiting for them to try that, didn’t they know? Those bastards who drained people’s essence in the literal sense must be vexed that no good cannon fodder was being sent to the front lines, so the wise civilians naturally couldn’t indulge their desire.
“Look, that poor vampire is mooching relief aid again!”
“Shh shh shh, keep your voice down, don’t let him hear you. After all, he is an official member of the Blood Vulture Clan.”
“What’s there to fear? I heard from the aunt who works as a kitchen hand at the restaurant in the city hall, whose neighbor is the third cousin of my neighbor’s granduncle, that this guy and his elders are infamous ‘Blood Vulture good-for-nothings’. Rumor has it he’s just one step away from being expelled from the clan. What can he do even if he hears us? The vampires don’t want him either, so why should we poor commoners give him face?”
“Exactly! A full-fledged vampire coming to snatch relief aid from us commoners, how shameless! Even the servants of the destitute knights who fled here from East Prussia know to cover their faces when collecting relief rations, unlike him openly showing his face without any sense of decency!”
“But you have to admit, the guy is quite handsome.”