The Military Chef of a Ruined World

The soldier’s body was torn apart in midair, his blood spraying among the vampires.

Seong Chol was a man who had recently awakened after being a captive of the raiders.

But now, with all the guild’s equipment and buffs, he shouldn’t have been weak.

“Tch. The taste of the blood is unpleasant. Better than nothing, I suppose.”

Walking out covered in the dead soldier’s blood was a woman.

Blonde hair, and crimson eyes.

She couldn’t just be a random foreigner passing by.

I recalled the words of the captured vampire:

“Our ruler is the Queen… a noble of a different lineage than us commoner vampires.”