I Became a Little Vampire Princess After Being Infected by a Game Virus

Chapter 5: The Blood Clan Disappeared 300 Years Ago

“Is this the taste of the Air Blade Bear? The meat feels quite meaty. If it’s cooked well, I bet it would taste even better.”

After defeating three Air Blade Bears that had attacked her, Aierjisi didn’t hesitate to munch on their corpses. As expected of a mid-tier magical beast, the quality of its meat and blood was much better than that of a Fear Wolf.

Unfortunately, Aierjisi was in a hurry and needed to head out quickly; otherwise, she really would have wanted to savor all the magical beasts in the ruins one by one.

Meanwhile, Karito’s exploration team had successfully regrouped with Fly Head and his crew.

“Haha, so how’s it going, Fly Head? Did you find any good treasures over there?”

Karito patted Fly Head on the shoulder, asking about their haul.

“Ugh, don’t even ask, Karito. There were no treasures at all! All we encountered were tough opponents, and the materials we dropped aren’t worth anything, sigh.”

Fly Head replied with a gloomy expression; the magical beasts he faced were all difficult to deal with, and even when defeated, there was nothing good to show for it.

“Eh-heh, it’s different for me. Look, this is the good stuff I got!”

Karito chuckled, pulling out a glimmering red orb from his bag.

“If I’m not mistaken, that looks like a Hell Hound’s essence orb?”

Upon seeing the small orb in Karito’s hand, Fly Head guessed it might indeed be a Hell Hound’s essence orb.

“Exactly! We encountered a Hell Hound, and that guy was tough, but under my heroic command, we successfully dealt with it.”

“Impressive! As expected of Karito, taking down a high-tier magical beast like a Hell Hound so easily.”

After hearing Karito’s words, Fly Head genuinely expressed his admiration. After all, to defeat a Hell Hound, you needed at least 1500 combat power to solo it.

“Right? But no need to worry. Once we get out of here, I’ll sell all the loot and share the money with everyone.”

“Oh!”

Hearing Karito’s words, the team members became excited. Most adventurers ventured out for money and fame, and Karito knew this, so he always sold the loot and shared the earnings, which made the team devotedly follow him.

However, not all adventurers were in it for money and fame; some, like Yake, were exceptions. Yake chose to become an adventurer purely for the thrill of the experience—nothing more. He sought the exhilarating feelings that could only be felt during adventures, the kind that made one’s blood boil with excitement.

“Alright, everyone rest up and tend to your wounds; we’ll continue our exploration.”

At this point, Karito’s team had regrouped with Fly Head’s team. Karito decided to take a breather, allowing everyone to heal and grab a quick bite to replenish their energy.

“Ah… So the teams formed by the kingdom are just a bunch of slackers. But the potions made by the alchemists really do work wonders.”

Karito took out a small bottle of blue liquid, unscrewed the cap, and downed the potion in one gulp. Instantly, he felt a surge of vitality.

“Isn’t that the new recovery potion the kingdom just rolled out? Karito, where did you get your hands on that? I heard it’s pretty rare; it’s even tough to get one gold for it!”

Yake, sipping on his potion bought from a roadside alchemy shop, caught sight of the empty bottle in Karito’s hand.

“It’s a secret. I went through quite a lot of effort to get three of these potions. Can’t reveal my sourcing, though.”

Karito smiled slightly; unlike the usual frenzy of grabbing something rare, he had his own connections, and through a few acquaintances, he managed to scoop up three bottles.

“Selfish.”

Yake didn’t say much more, just murmured that before leaning against the wall to rest and regain his strength.

“Alright, everyone rested enough? Let’s keep moving.”

After about thirty minutes of rest, Karito felt it was time to get going and once again led the team deeper into the ruins.

“Karito, this ruins feels a bit off. Look, there’s a bunch of magical beast corpses ahead.”

After walking for a while, Yake noticed numerous magical beast corpses of various species lying on the path ahead, feeling that something was wrong with the ruins. It seemed like something really powerful was lurking here.

“Probably from the last time a kingdom team fought and killed them.”

Karito brushed it off. Even if the kingdom’s team wasn’t as strong as his, they shouldn’t struggle against a few magical beasts.

“But these corpses are a bit strange. If they were taken down by the kingdom’s team, the bodies wouldn’t be so intact. Plus, look—none of these guys have a drop of blood in them.”

Yake drew his sword and severed one of a Fear Wolf’s hind legs; what should have been a surge of blood didn’t spill a single drop, which said a lot.

“Not a drop of blood? Could it be the Blood Clan did this? No, that can’t be, the Blood Clan disappeared from this continent 300 years ago.”

Seeing the abnormal cause of death of these corpses, Karito also felt that something was off. If it was anyone who would exhibit such behavior towards biological blood, it would only be the Blood Clan. But they mysteriously vanished 300 years ago.

“Let’s keep going. Even if it’s the Blood Clan, what are we afraid of? We’re a big, strong team after all.”

Karito gritted his teeth, deciding to push forward. Even if there were Blood Clan members inside, they wouldn’t let it halt their progress. His carefully assembled elite team should be able to handle one Blood Clan member, right? On Karito’s command, even the team members who were second-guessing themselves had no choice but to move on.

“Phew, that was close, that was close. Thank goodness they didn’t sense my presence. I almost shouted out when I heard the Blood Clan vanished 300 years ago.”

Once Karito’s team turned the corner, Aierjisi dropped her concealment and revealed herself. Learning this skill under Master Aisi was truly helpful—thank you, Master Aisi.

Aierjisi had been using her stealth technique to avoid a confrontation with Karito’s team. While it would only take a finger to deal with those arrogant humans, Aierjisi disliked unnecessary trouble, so she opted for stealth. However, she didn’t expect that the human would deduce her existence as a Blood Clan member in the ruins through the abnormalities of those magical beast corpses, and even more surprisingly, he mentioned that the Blood Clan had disappeared 300 years ago.

What on earth happened to the Blood Clan during her slumber?