After that, I was relentlessly bombarded by this guy named Rion. Despite my strong resistance, he took advantage of my shower and breakfast time to narrate the entire history of the Marcus organization. In short, this is an organization that has existed alongside human history, changing its name several times. Its original name, which also reflects its true nature, is the Elven Clan!
Members of the Marcus organization are scattered across the entire globe, most of them blending into the human population. However, they possess special abilities, are inherently kind, and are the natural enemies of vampires. Five hundred years ago, a holy war erupted between the two factions, resulting in a devastating defeat for the Elven Clan, with their army annihilated and a large portion of their people slaughtered. Since then, vampires have been hunting the Elven Clan, extracting their blood, which is rich in mystical power, to enhance their own abilities.
Clearly, both Bevis and I belong to this clan. Bevis joined without hesitation after discovering his ability to move at super speed on his birthday. As for me, a man named Dene William, without my consent, forcibly enlisted me into the organization and assigned me a rather unflattering codename, "Alcohol." I would have preferred to be called Wuliangye, or even Maotai, or perhaps wine, champagne, or even a cocktail.
Despite my reluctance to join this organization, I have already been marked as prey by the vampires. If I don't steel myself and move forward, I will inevitably lose my life. This place is heavily guarded, making it impossible for vampires to break in, and Rion is a top-notch expert. Although he's a coach, having him around is like having a living bodyguard!
However, I really can't accept the codename "Alcohol"! "You only have one chance to change your codename, so think carefully!" "Why do we need codenames?" "In the future, you'll be carrying out hunting missions, and codenames are used for communication." I thought staying here would be safe, but it turns out it's just a game that speeds up death! "Can I quit?" "Of course, you can go back to the ruins of your restaurant and wait for Baron Lionel Albert to take you to the vampire's lair, where they'll hang you in their special kitchen, slit your throat, and turn you into the cheapest and most efficient juicer!"
I couldn't help but shiver and reached up to touch my neck. "Alright, I'll let you know when I think of a good codename." But then I remembered the baron... "What about the ring Lionel gave me?" "Dene took the ring. If you had kept it, he would have found this place quickly. He has immense power accumulated over a thousand years, and anything that belongs to him can be located through focused sensing." "Oh! Why don't you just kill him?" "We can't take that risk. For now, he hasn't provoked us, and he never harms people without reason. This baron has his own blood bank and never hunts humans indiscriminately. He is the third-generation descendant of the Blood King. Killing him would spark a massive war between our two factions! However... our current focus is on dealing with the vampires who hunt elves."