Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride.

Chapter 170 Shy Rita

His eyes were moving and his thoughts were in a mess, just when Nicea was confused.

Vlad has already taken a step forward.

For Vlad, whose strength has not yet fully recovered, Gruishka is indeed an opponent that cannot be underestimated. Otherwise, he might really fail at the hands of this unknown little character.

In this case, Vlad had no choice but to attack its weaknesses.

After all, it is a technological civilization. Although it has achieved personal combat power that is not inferior to that of the cultivation civilization through methods such as body modification and installation of prosthetic limbs.

But it is not achieved through self-cultivation, so there are still certain shortcomings. This does not mean that the way of enhancing strength through scientific and technological civilization is undesirable. It is just that, relatively speaking, it is not as flexible and changeable as the cultivation civilization, and its abilities are too single and templated.

"Boy, it seems that you are determined to go against me, right!"

"Then I will let you experience the fear of being controlled by me, the Skullbreaker, Gruishka..."

Faced with Vlad's provocative behavior, Gruishka's expression darkened, his mouth curled up, and he spoke in an arrogant tone.

There was a strange red light flashing in his eyes, and while Greushka was chattering, his mental power talent skill, mind control, was already dazzlingly displayed.

Before the idiot opposite could finish his words, he fell into an illusion.

Then, Maximun, who finally woke up with a decadent look on his face, and Nicea, who was behind him and felt a little worried about Vlad because he was rescued by him, suddenly raised one leg and started a funny dance under the astonished gaze of the two people.

While he was shouting: Little bee, little bee, I am a happy little bee.

. . . . . . .

"Pu, hahahaha, laugh, I'm dying of laughter!"

“Hehe… Hehe… I can’t take it anymore! What’s wrong with him?!”

After a brief silence, Mark Xiumeng, who had not had time to get a mint, was the first to break the strange silence and burst out laughing.

Well, as expected of a man who always carries mint tablets, he has a big heart.

Then, as if Nicea was also infected by the atmosphere at the moment, she also giggled and looked at Vlad in confusion. She could guess that this situation was definitely caused by Vlad.

Just like, before, her body was out of her control.

"...Could it be that he is someone from above?"

With a touch of black eyeshadow, her bright eyes were set off to look even more alluring. Nisia's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but speculate secretly.

Faced with Gruishka, who was over three meters tall and weighed in tons, and who showed such a childlike side after being taken into the illusion, even Vlad couldn't help but be a little broken in defense.

“I didn’t expect that this big guy actually has such a childlike side, it’s really…” Vlad’s mouth twitched a few times, and after taking a few deep breaths, he finally suppressed the urge to complain and laugh.

………This is too…anti-cute.

Sure enough, although the strength of these modified humans has improved, they still have significant shortcomings on the spiritual level.

Vlad's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he turned to look at Maximun, who seemed a little nervous.

Maximon, who was originally laughing because of Gruishka, subconsciously tightened his hips under Vlad's scorching gaze, shuddered, and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Nicia, don't you want revenge? I'll leave it to you."

Vlad retracted his gaze and spoke to Nicea behind him.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing her excitement, Nicea had not expected that she had been lurking for several years without any chance to take action, but now this opportunity came to her so easily.

Just as Nicea was trying to suppress his excitement and was about to take action, he suddenly thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and said to Vlad:
"You, he has the support of Victor, the largest financial group in the city. If you kill him, you will be in big trouble!"

“...Oh, really?” Vlad looked at Nicea with surprise. The man had a serious expression, with a hint of worry in his face.

"Kill him, this is the promise I made to you." Vlad turned his head and said indifferently.

Nicea was afraid that Vlad did not understand the seriousness of the situation, and was planning to explain it in detail. However, when he saw that Vlad had a calm expression and did not seem to take the matter to heart, he thought of the other party's mysterious methods and his previous speculations.

So he did not hesitate any longer and walked straight to Gruishka. Without any hesitation, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out the sharp blade and slashed towards Gruishka!
Perhaps sensing the danger, Greushka's originally cheerful expression actually showed a hint of struggle.

At the moment when the knife was about to come, Gruishka suddenly regained his consciousness for a moment, and facing Nicea's attack, he shouted in an instant, trying to stop it.

But the blade paused only slightly before continuing to chop towards the neck at an even faster speed.

Gurgle, gurgle,——hiss!

As a head flew up and fell, a stream of blue-green mechanical blood gushed out, splashing three feet high.

After enduring for several years, revenge was finally achieved, and Nicea finally shed a tear, not sure whether it was out of joy or remembrance of his parents.

Vlad did not disturb Nicea from venting his emotions. He knew very well that this was the pressure released by the sudden revenge after years of oppression. As long as the pressure was released, Nicea would soon return to normal.

After a moment, Nicea, who had vented this emotion, suddenly turned around and walked towards Vlad, knelt on one knee, and offered his loyalty to Vlad.

Looking at Nicea who was kneeling on one knee, Vlad pondered for a moment and said, "Get up, you are mine from now on."

"Mark Xiumeng, it's up to you. It's up to you to decide whether to stay or live."

After Vlad finished speaking, he picked up the head of the Craniotomist Gruishka and walked towards the Hunter's Guild without any hesitation.

Maximon was left waiting for his fate, and Nicea was left with a gleam in his eyes and frowning in thought.

…………

Squeak.

The door opens and closes.

A slight gurgling sound suddenly sounded in the dim room.

"...Rita, why are you here?" Vlad's voice sounded in the darkness.

At this time, Vlad had returned from the Hunter's Guild. After submitting his investigation mission and the head of Gruishka, he received his bounty and returned to Ide Clinic.

Since it was a B-level mission, after the Hunter's Guild's artificial intelligence verified the investigation mission information submitted by Vlad, it promoted Vlad from the lowest hunter level E to a C-level hunter based on the points obtained.

And killing the A-level cyborg Craniotomist, who was ranked eighth on the wanted list, directly raised his hunter level to B-level.

However, this was completely useless in Vlad's opinion, and only the points that could be exchanged for items in the warehouse were what Vlad cared about.

One point is equivalent to 100 in this world's monetary system.

The wanted bounty for the craniotomist Gruishka alone offered a reward of 400 points, while the B-level tasks basically ranged from 1000 to points, depending on the progress and difficulty of the tasks.

Based on Vlad's progress in completing the task, he only earned 600 points.

Six hundred points are equivalent to sixty thousand currencies, which is enough for an ordinary family of three to live on for ten years.

Just this mission, he earned as much as 46. Although it seemed a lot, it was spent quickly. However, after browsing the list of the Hunter Union storage warehouse, he spent nearly points and bought the list given to him by Doctor Yide, which listed a lot of materials that could be used to build the body.

The Hunter Guild warehouse list is basically refreshed every three months. Unfortunately, there are no high-level energy conversion core devices in this list.

When Vlad looked up historical records, he found that the last time the advanced energy conversion core device appeared was more than two years ago.

snap…

An orange, slightly dim light came on, and Vladimir turned on the bedside light, looking at Rita with a puzzled look.

"I, I heard you come back. It's so late, I was worried about you." Rita said shyly, blinking her long eyelashes.

Her golden hair fell on her delicate shoulders, her eyes sparkled with a different kind of brilliance, and she moved shyly between Vlad and the light.

A pure white cotton nightgown with two cute little bells on the top, which faintly revealed a hint of stubbornness on both ends of the nightgown, set off the girl's slightly thin figure, making her look pure and carrying a desire that makes people want to take good care of her.

It was already midnight, two in the morning.

Looking at the girl sitting in the wheelchair with a slightly tired look in her eyes, Vlad suddenly realized that it seemed that Rita had been waiting for him all the time.

It is said that it is the hardest to accept the favor of a beautiful woman, and it is true.

Vlad stood up and walked to Rita, bent down slightly and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping so late? Have you been waiting for me?"

Although the words seemed to be questioning, the tone was very affirmative.

Her pretty fair face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her eyes wandered, not daring to look me in the eye.

Given that Rita had been sensitive to other people's tone of voice since she was a child, how could she not hear the tone in Vlad's mouth that seemed to be asking but was actually affirmative.

Therefore, under Vlad's gaze, the blush on her pretty face began to flush at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh, you have a fever."

A cold big hand brushed Rita's fair forehead, and said in a slightly surprised tone.

"No, no..."

Rita raised her head and looked at Vlad shyly and powerlessly. However, when she saw the smile on Vlad's lips, she didn't realize that she was being teased by her brother, so she quickly buried her head in her chest and acted like an ostrich.

"Rita is very cute." Vlad said as he stroked Rita's golden hair.

"Now that you see your brother, you can feel relieved."

Feeling Vlad's gentle comfort above her head, Rita nodded shyly, her beautiful eyes moving like rippling spring water.

He raised his eyes quietly, glanced quickly at Vlad, then quickly lowered his head, looking timidly, like a frightened little white rabbit.

"Well, then I'll go back. Brother, you should go to bed early too." Rita said in an almost inaudible voice. If it weren't for Vlad's sensitive hearing, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear what she was saying.

"Brother will push you back." He then turned behind Rita's wheelchair and pushed it towards the door.

With a slight creaking sound, Vlad pushed Rita's wheelchair to the right side of the passage.

There are four rooms on the second floor.

Rita's room is at the end of the corridor.

Gurgle, gurgle, the wheelchair turned in the aisle.

Maybe it was because it was the middle of the night and the surroundings were silent, making the sound of the wheelchair turning particularly sensitive.

Fortunately, the room was well soundproofed and did not alarm Doctor Ide, otherwise it would have been quite embarrassing...

Even so, the fiery blush on Rita's fair face never stopped.

A pair of thin but fair and delicate hands could not help but grasp her white nightgown, appearing extremely nervous and shy.

Maybe he realized something was wrong and started to have wild thoughts.

When you push open Rita's door, what comes into view is still the warm and tidy style.

But at some point, two portraits of Vlad appeared on the wall.

Rita may have realized this, and her little head drooped even deeper.

What can be seen is that at this time, the earlobes have turned red, and even the delicate and slender neck has glowed red.

Through the wide neckline of the nightgown, one can vaguely see that it seems that it is not just the neck that is red.

However, Vlad did not notice this at the moment. After taking a quick look, he said to Rita that the painting was very beautiful. Then he picked up Rita's thin and slender figure with a smile and slowly put her on the bed.

Looking at Rita's eyelashes blinking because of shyness, Rita, who had closed her eyes involuntarily when she was held by Vlad and felt his broad mind, now opened her eyes embarrassedly.

Although I had given my brother a portrait during the day, which hinted at my feelings, and I had even mustered up the courage to open my brother's door, that was all a product of a hidden impulse.

After each time, she would feel as if she had experienced an adventure, which was both tense and exciting. More importantly, she knew that brother Vlad did not mean to reject or hate her, which gave the lonely and inferior Rita more hope and courage.

However, this was a completely different feeling from being so directly exposed in front of Vlad in the privacy of her own room. At this moment, Rita not only felt extremely shy, but also had a strong sense of uneasiness and anxiety.

"It's over, it's over. This is a direct reveal. Even if my brother is slow, he must know that I am secretly in love with him!" Rita began to have all kinds of wild thoughts in her mind.

What made her most uneasy at this moment was that she was afraid that brother Vlad would directly cut off the ambiguity that still existed between them. This made Rita regret letting Vlad send her back.

Poor Rita had no idea that the brother who seemed rather cold and arrogant in her eyes was actually a master with extremely rich experience in the love field.

As early as when she gave the painting to her brother, the cold and arrogant brother in her eyes already understood her feelings.

Sometimes her face was bright red like a shy girl, and sometimes she was pale like a frightened deer. Her beautiful eyes moved panickily under her eyelids, and her two small hands kept tangleing with the pink sheets beneath her, lifting up layer of wrinkles.

Looking at the girl who was so nervous that beads of sweat appeared on her white forehead, Vlad shook his head with a slightly amused look.

Although he had no idea what Rita was thinking at the moment, the experienced Vlad knew that he had to quickly calm her down. Otherwise, with Rita not daring to breathe at the moment, he was really afraid that she would faint from lack of oxygen and nervousness.

"...Good night, Rita."

Gently wiping the sweat from Rita's forehead, Vlad spoke softly in her ear.

After saying that, he kissed Rita's cherry lips which were a little cold due to nervousness.

The moment their lips touched, Rita, who was unprepared, felt her heart tremble, and her white and rosy toes actually stiffened slightly for a moment.

Then her heart began to beat like a drum, and she seemed to be dizzy and lost in this sudden kiss.

Rita didn't even know when Vlad left or when it ended.

(End of this chapter)