My Vampire System novel Chapter 487

Chapter 487 A Fair Trade

"So you’re saying they forced you, turned you into a vampire! But no one gave you their blood?" Said Fex, surprised at what he had heard so far. The whole story was interesting, to say the least. He felt that word was a bit of an understatement for what they had learned so far.

"Yes, I’m unsure of what the vampire did to me that day. As I said, it was all a blur the minute he looked at me with those red eyes." Arthur replied. "But my bloodline was not considered to be from one of the thirteen. In a way, I was considered a first like them, or at least an artificial first."

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Felling the burning sensation on his skin, Arthur quickly realized it was from the sun. At first, he thought it was just a hot day, but he decided to go through some tests and for some reason. The sun was indeed the cause of his pain and fatigue.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t go out in the sun, but that it made him sluggish, extremely tired, and he was less than half the man he used to be.

"Is this what those demons meant. They think I will seek them out for some type of cure?" Arthur said in anger. He felt even more frustrated as the pressure to make a decision of what was about to happen was pending on him.

Trying his best to avoid the sunlight as much as he could, he had finally and it to night time. Never did he think he would wish for the sun to go down, but for the first time he had, and that’s when he started to notice some differences.

His movements, not only were they back to normal, but they were better, he was faster, stronger and more agile than before but that wasn’t the best part. The best thing was his vision. He could see just as if it was the day.

But you see, Arthur was selfless, he wasn’t thinking about himself at this point and time but thinking about how he could use this to their advantage. He could see in the dark from miles away, if they were to fight in the night, with him commanding the army they would have a huge advantage.

Exited by his new idea, he decided to hold a training session in the outside court, right now while the dark was out. It was the king’s command, so of course, the others would follow and listen. When they had arrived outside, they could see the big smile on his face and they felt like Arthur had a plan.

He decided that he would spar with the other knights one by one, so they could get first-hand combat experience. Some of them were new recruits and if a war was to come, it would be their first time doing battle, but this was also an excuse just to test his skills.

He fought knight after knight and won the fights with ease. On top of this, he was going easy on them. But the amazing thing was he didn’t seem to tire, and the others and the knights watching were impressed. They started to think that Arthur was beyond a human being, someone who was blessed by the gods.

However, in one fight, Arthur had gone up against a skillful young knight. He showed promise and it caused Arthur to use a bit more power than he was used to. The body felt practically new to him and he wasn’t in complete control and an accident had occurred.

Swinging his blade forcefully, he had smashed the other’s sword in half. As it flew through the air, it went past the knight’s knee and grazed it with the edge of the blade.

At that moment, a sweet-sweet smell had entered his body, All of his senses felt like they were on high alert and they were tingling. ’What is this sensation?’ His nose led him to one place and his eyes were glued as the blood dripped from the knight’s knee.

"Your majesty, did I do something wrong?" The young knight said in a shaky voice.

Hearing it had briefly made him snap out of his trance. When he had come to, he realized he was now standing right in front of the boy and could see the young knight was shaking. All of the other knights had remained silent as well.

But there was a stranger look in his eyes as he approached the boy.

"The training session is over, everyone have a good night’s rest." Arthur said as he quickly left to return to the castle.

’What was I about to do to that boy? Is this what they were actually talking about. Have I become a demon like them?’

Although Arthur would have liked to think he would have held himself back when seeing the boy, deep down he knew it was an urge he couldn’t control. Even now in his room, his mind kept going back to the image of red, and the smell. And as more time passed, it was getting stronger and stronger.

But there was one will of Arthur that was stronger than anything else. And that was the fact he never ever wanted to harm those that chose to follow him. Those that were loyal to him.