Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Soon, a rush of strange, mystical energy came over them, enveloping them like the water when you dive into the sea.

It's just that the feeling this time was different. It was mysterious and strange, giving the sensation of warmth, delight, and a peculiar and deep connection.

A mysterious connection.

Naturally, they knew this feeling because they had studied it before.

This is one of the most important connections in a vampire's life, perhaps the second most important.

A Blood Connection. Only available to those who become blood mates.

Finally, Matt sensed why Reagan Cooper mentioned that obtaining a blood mate was a crucial necessity in a vampire's life.

Simply by feeling this connection, he already felt that he had gained a lot. For this connection had heightened his senses around him as if he had been granted a mysterious new ability. Moreover, just as Isla's blood began to flow down his throat, his Vampirism showed a somewhat strange attitude as it started to work in all its glory.

Matt began to feel his power increasing at great speed and felt that his Vampirism was finally in a state of extreme bliss, enjoying the moment as if it were an entity independent of his body.

This left him stunned.

'Is it that good?' he thought in shock, but simultaneously, a few insights came to his mind.

That bloody connection was no small thing; as long as they both trained together, their power would increase significantly more than it had before. Especially if they 'sweat' together, as sweat is part of the body and that of bloody partners mixes to help them get stronger, in a strange way.

But that's not the only benefit. Matt could now feel Isla's presence and believed he could feel her even if they were separated by a long distance, which was amazing.

As Matt thought about the benefits, he soon felt his power undergo a tremendous change, which caused the power inside his body to swirl and his blood to tremble slightly.

'What? I went through 5,000 Power?' He thought to himself in shock after feeling that.

Indeed, his body told him that he had crossed a height that he thought would still take him a while to reach. Not only that, he gained a little over 5,000, which left him in awe.

Still, just then, Isla broke away from him with a smile and fell back into his arms. Thanks to that blood, her body had started to recover, so she just needed to rest...

Still, she smiled, "...Certainly, your blood is special, Matt... It's so delicious, I've never tasted such good blood in my life..." She said softly as she drifted off to sleep.

Matt smiled to see her like that, so he allowed her to sleep. He needed it, too.

'Using the icy curse for so long and ending up using this thing's most powerful ability, it's horrible for the head. I'm totally out of my ability; I need to sleep...' He thought and fell to the side.

Already in itself, the icy curse was a strange and difficult type of power to use with weak mental power and such low vampiric power; what if you add to it the most potent ability he has to his credit?

It would simply cause such an excruciating headache that all Matt would want to do is disconnect from the senses to avoid such terrible pain. He was just trying to stay awake to save Isla, so when he saw that she seemed to look better and be recovering, he disconnected his mind completely and plunged into a deep sleep.

An ice capable of freezing reality itself, how could it be simple?

However, a fleeting thought Matt had before he fell unconscious proved that it was not an impossible ability to break.

Although Matt didn't see it, but he could feel that Philip Baker's power had managed to break his ability.

'What should have been 2 seconds frozen became 1 second... So, they can counter it better in this world...' It was the fleeting thought that crossed his mind...

...

Tonight, the city saw a lot of movement of powerful forces. Many of those forces were unknown to the people, but on top of some buildings were some who didn't bother to hide their identities as members of the City of Clans.

The logo of the city hung on their shoulders, after all.

There weren't many of them, but they were perhaps the most powerful in the city currently.

They looked around the city in mild frustration.

"The traitor got away. That organization works really fast and knows very well how to employ their cards so that none of their recruiters die and are kept in the dark; how annoying this is." Said one of them with slight annoyance and another beside him nodded.

"Did you manage to find the identity of the traitor?" The eldest of them asked, and the other three shook their heads.

"We're sorry, sir. But they seem to be using several people who show themselves as 'recruiters' so as not to reveal the real one behind it all." Replied one of them, and the eldest sighed.

"It's normal for them to do that. It's a clandestine organization that has been operating for tens of thousands of years. How could they not have a trick or two, never to be discovered? It's just that you guys are too shallow-looking and lack the necessary skills." Replied the eldest, making the three behind him cringe.

Though he sighed when he saw that they were feeling guilty.

"I don't blame you. Our Kingdom doesn't specialize in investigation and assassination. It's hard to get people who can investigate properly here and the only ones who can have no intention of helping with this." Said the eldest in frustration.

For them, fighting against an organization working from the shadows is a nuisance. Although they, too, have such people, they are not very specialized and, therefore, cannot keep up efficiently. It can be said that they are not prepared, even if they have enough strength.

"Sir, what are we going to do? The Allens seem to be upset this time, I'm afraid..." Said a subordinate and fell silent, causing the eldest to chuckle slightly.

"You're afraid the Allens will decide to go on a mass killing spree, right?" He said and looked over to where some of the Allen Clan people were standing.

"Just like the old days, eh? Wouldn't be bad either." Replied the eldest with some satisfaction, scaring the underlings behind him a bit.

"This... Sir, I don't think that's appropriate. A mass killing... It could plunge the world into war." Replied one of them, and the older one laughed.

"Hahaha, that's fine. If you don't want to plunge the world into a war, then go to the King with a message; ask a suitable person to investigate the situation. We need to prevent some idiot from touching the reverse scale of the Allens; otherwise...

I fear for what might happen then." Replied the eldest, though, in the end, he couldn't help but start laughing as he disappeared into the morning darkness.

His subordinates sighed and ran after him.

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