"Who is he?"
Azriel questioned as he looked at the man standing in front of him.
This man… he was strange…
He was a Vampire.
No, not a Half Human Half Vampire, but a complete Vampire.
A less than 100-year-old pure-blooded Vampire.
The Vampires were betrayed 500 years ago, there should be no pure-blooded Vampire left, where did he come from?
Azriel frowned and started thinking about it.
Soon, a possibility appeared in his mind, however, before he could say anything, the man spoke.
"Yes, I would like to know this as well.
Ithania, who is this man?"
"Hmm?"
Azriel frowned.
This man's eyes… it didn't look like he was welcomed him.
"Heh."
Suddenly, a small smile appeared on Azriel's face.
His hand then moved and touched Ithania's back.
"I am really glad to see you, Bookworm."
He spoke and at the same time, he glanced at the Vampire.
There it was.
The Vampire's eyes narrowed down the moment he touched Ithania.
'Now this is getting interesting.'
