How To Teach a Vampire King

Eredith already shook his head in frustration. Imagining his personal life will be disturbed by the presence of the dictator teacher's figure making him have to rack his brain.

Will he pretend to be sick or just want to hibernate? Maybe it was time for the three of them to join forces and unite against the elders. His mind began to go crazy.

"Let's run away," Eredith said suddenly.

"Are you crazy? We could be caught by my father and mother right away and dead if we revolt," His brother's screeches were exactly like the sound of a mouse being trapped.

"You calm down, El. We can still go as far as possible because brother can do it," Elunial rolled her eyes in annoyance.

What did he say? His brother? Okay, okay. Then what about them? Not necessarily his brother would volunteer to help them if the worst scenario would be dragged home and then punished. Just imagine it Elunial could not.

"No. We'll stay here. For God's sake, just bringing my plane out of my room is already very troublesome. How do you bring that thing to run to and fro?"

"Gosh, just leave it and make a new one," Elunial glared in horror.

"I made it for centuries and then I just left it? I struggled to steal gold and put all the material goods in my room. I could die of seizures at this place."

Between the rumors of his two younger siblings who were busy arguing, Rivaille looked worried thinking about his future too. If the teacher-tested his abilities, of course Rivaille would be got troubled too.

Should he just follow his young brother's advice to run away? His eyes blushed involuntarily.

"This is the only best way. If you want to die silly with those foolish elders, please stay here and live like a father," Cred Eredith.

"Huh? I don't want to. I don't want to be an apathetic vampire-like father!"

"We run away tomorrow," Rivaille said suddenly.

Everyone immediately fell silent. Eredith who immediately smiled brightly. If his brother asked them to run away, of course they were in the guarantee of safety from his brother, right?

Eredith smiled slyly in his heart. Making his brother affected is his greatest skill. He was now staring at his youngest brother who had put on an annoyed face.

"Are you sure brother? He can manipulate you again. You know brother Ere is a jerk vampire!" Eredith was immediately offended.

"Who are you saying jerk?"

"Tch! I am tired of being fooled. I hope you will forever raise ascend to the throne!"

Rivaille closed his eyes before he stood up suddenly from his chair and moved away. That's why he built a private room in the basement. So he could avoid the quarrel between his two younger siblings.

Then what next? Of course they were fighting in the room. Rivaille was unconsciously worried about her right now. It's still fortunate if the elders don't know he is acting. At least for now.

His legs had brought Rivaille into his room and then stood in front of a shelf. It's not like a scene in a detective film that has a cupboard that can spin.

But Rivaille sharpened his index finger and then cut it across the palm. As blood trickles on the floor, a radiant pattern appears and disappears in an instant.

Rivaille then walked unhindered through a closet that was apparently made of illusion. The blood seal is the strongest. Only the elders can do this.

Because training takes more than thousands of years to make a blood seal. Luckily Rivaille is a genius vampire. And teacher? He did not need it at all.

In an alley without the slightest illuminating light, Rivaille walked without crashing into any of the surrounding objects because the blazing red eyes were able to see everything including the beating human heart.

When he reached an iron door, Rivaille knocked on it.

"Come in," a voice came from inside.

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"Do you need anything else?"

Rivaille entered the room and found a man in a bone white shirt turned around and placed his thin notebook on the table.

"I have recorded my needs. You can read them," the man said, crossing his eyes to Rivaille.

His gaunt face and also his slightly thin-looking body looked at the young vampire who had only just seen his for the whole this day. Did something happen above?

"You're not in a good mood. Is something bothering you?" The man walked closer to the table.

"I'm always like this," the man laughed.

"Don't fool me, Rivaille. We worked together for a long time. I already know how all your expressions when you speak," Rivaille said nothing.

As usual, Rivaille took a small note on the edge of the monitor screen then read it. From the look on his flat face, he wasn't even interested in starting a conversation.

"I'll prepare the material you need," Rivaille folded the note and put it in the pocket of his pants.

"Okay,"

In the middle of the room there is a work project. Much like a arrangement of dark purple crystals arranged around a large tube.

Rivaille walked over and noticed how a male vampire in the tube thrashed in the water while beating the tube.

"How's it going, Frank?"

The man named Frankenstein walked closer after he took a small board on the table and opened the sheets of paper there.

"Cough! There was no change from the data yesterday. It doesn't matter if you want to try again with this vampire," Rivaillle seemed to think.

"It would be useless to try again,"

Frankenstein was sure they would fail again. But if you gather strength little by little like this it just wastes the available material.

"Do you intend to gather two other vampires and suck them again?"

Frankenstein was suddenly interested in what Rivaille would do. He, himself did not know how young vampires seemed to bring home a vampire king from another region.

Then he still assumed the Vampire King was not strong enough to fill in the strength serum, their project.

The serum filling project of the strongest vampires they collect, will be smoked with the machine they created.

In the tube, the vampire will be sucked out of its strength by the tube and then extracted and become several millions of serum that Rivaille will use later.

"No. I will still look for the strongest vampire. And after this, you should go somewhere else first. The Kingdom will bring a teacher to teach me," Frankenstein was of course surprised.

"I think there is something wrong with this royal family,"

Rivaille looked at the figure of a vampire in the tube with his sharp eyes when their red eyes met. The only scolding came out of the vampire's mouth. Although the diatribe was muffled by the water that filled the tube.

"Just do it. This is the last time for now," Rivaille watched, and Frankenstein grinned savagely.

"As you wish,"

He pressed a button on his computer and then the dark purple crystal slowly lit up and displayed a brightly colored magenta light.

"AAAARRRGGGGGGHH!"

Vampires in the tubes shake and scream in pain in the water. Not long the process of exploiting the power until the vampire died with his body dry and slowly turned to ashes in the water.