Why are all your skill bars full of weird moves?

The Volsius family is not unfamiliar in the ancient history of the continent of Vivana.

This family was once the oldest vampire clan in the largest rainforest and misty forest of Vivana. At its peak, the ghoul legion under its command was so powerful that even the Holy See dared not easily cross its borders.

However, what goes up must come down, and the holy war three hundred years ago completely rewrote the landscape.

The five kingdoms, in alliance with the Holy See, launched a campaign to exterminate the vampires of the Misty Forest, with the Volsius family bearing the brunt of the attack.

Ironically, it was not the Holy Sword of the Papacy that truly killed the Volsius people, but rather the betrayal of their own kind.

The other two vampire families in the forest are Baines and Colfin.

In order to protect themselves in the holy war, they voluntarily handed over the map of Volsius Castle to the allied forces.

Using a map, the Kingdom's allied forces successfully bypassed the ghoul army's blockade.

When the clan was wiped out, millions of ghouls were too late to come to their aid.

Overnight, none of Volsius's people survived.

Only two people remained.

Tilia's mother, Verena, and Tilia herself, who was still an infant.

Verena took her daughter and headed back to the dwarf mines in the mountains behind the Allied Forces' headquarters. She used magic to seal the entrance, thus isolating herself from the outside world.

The cruel reality is that for a girl who hasn't stepped out of the mine for three hundred years, her entire understanding of the world comes solely from her mother's oral accounts and a few boxes of yellowed books.

Verena poured all her knowledge into Tilia, awakening and advancing her necromancy and vampire talents.

Practice each skill to the extreme.

Verena knew that only the young Tilia could shoulder the great responsibility of reviving the family.

Paradoxically, although Tilia was raised to be the perfect heir to the family, her soul was full of curiosity about everything.

Verena warned her more than once that the outside world was only about hunting and being hunted for vampires, but Tilia always remembered the markets, blacksmith shops, taverns, and bonfire parties described in the books.

But to revive the dynasty, one must become a vampire lord.

The key to becoming the Demon Lord is the blood of the Night Watchers.

Tilia read through the secret history of the vampires and learned that this profession was extremely rare, with only one appearing on the entire continent every few hundred years.

Fortunately, just recently, the bat brought Gauss back to inquire about the Underdark.

The secret history records that this is a trial that must be endured before becoming a Warden.

So Verena brought her daughter, who was seeing the world for the first time, to Maple Leaf City to secretly plot her scheme.

Verena first learns the story of Bullhorn Town, then kidnaps 56 children, issues a mission, and lets Gauss's good friend Balk accept the mission.

Gauss was able to fill the gap in the squad by tricking the barbarians away.

Verena knew that Gauss alone could never defeat Karl.

Gauss needs support, he needs teammates.

The two men didn't come because they wanted to observe whether Gauss was worthy of the title.

Verena felt the time was right to appear now; if the missionary continued, Tilia might not be able to stay by Gauss's side until the day he became a Watcher.

Just now, after releasing the bats, Verena urged Tilia to go down and stay with Gauss, while she herself disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, after learning about Tilia's attributes, Gauss's mind had already prepared corresponding measures.

A level 17 professional, whose attributes completely overwhelm his own.

She could kill everyone present with the flick of her finger.

The fact that they haven't made a move yet, and have even taken the initiative to show up and talk to me, indicates that they are not hostile at the moment.

But the timing of the missionary's death at the hands of the bats was too coincidental, coinciding perfectly with a crucial moment in the information exchange.

Gauss withdrew his Eyes of Fate and looked at the woman approaching him.

Her expression was languid and relaxed, yet she was the most beautiful woman Gauss had seen in the past three months, and even in his memories of both lifetimes.

Out of politeness, Gauss coughed lightly and asked in a calm tone:

"Miss Tilia, may I ask what brings you here?"

Tilia stopped and, standing three meters away from Gauss, tilted her head slightly forward to examine the wolf-tailed boy before her.

She really didn't expect Gauss to call her by name.

As far as I can remember, this was indeed the first time the two had met.

No wonder he's the man who could defeat Karl.

Tilia brought her face closer again, her bangs falling down her forehead, a few strands of black hair brushing against Gauss's shoulder.

"Gauss, what's with that expression? You look like you've seen a ghost..."

She paused, her fangs faintly visible at the corners of her mouth.

"Oh right, I really am a ghost."

When Gauss saw the beautiful face approaching, he didn't back down; instead, he stood up a little straighter.

It wasn't that he didn't want to back down; it was that he knew the person in front of him didn't need to get this close to kill him.

Rather than doing that, it's better to stand firm and appear dignified.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not going to eat you."

Tilia emphasized the word "eat" and drew out the last syllable.

"Unless you beg me."

Gauss was somewhat puzzled by these seemingly threatening yet joking words.

What exactly is her purpose?

If the team were wealthy, that would be fine, but the four of them couldn't even scrape together three coins, so there was no need for robbery.

Could she see the equipment attributes?

It should not be.

Logically speaking, someone who wants to steal equipment wouldn't be rambling on like this.

Gauss racked his brains but couldn't understand what Tilia was trying to do, but he remembered her low fire resistance.

In order to regain the initiative, Gauss lowered his voice and asked tentatively:

"You must be very afraid of fire."

Tilia's smile froze instantly.

His red pupils contracted and then dilated, his arms were crossed, and his expression changed from languid to scrutinizing.

"How do you know everything?"

She thought to herself, "This is my biggest weakness. How could Gauss know that?"

Could his professional talent include racial identification?

The more I thought about it, the more something seemed off.

Tilia looked intently at Gauss.

"Gauss, since you're so adorable, I might as well give you a heads-up. If you're thinking of using this to blackmail me, you'd better think twice about whether you can use magic in front of me."

Before he finished speaking, Ula chanted a spell in a low voice, and a magic missile formed on Tilia's back.

"bite--"

Tilia didn't even turn around; she merely curled her fingers slightly.

The magic missile exploded into specks of light in mid-air and vanished completely.

This is "spell counterspell," which allows Tilia to easily interrupt a spellcaster's spellcasting whenever she senses magical energy gathering.

She had practiced this reaction on her mother for two hundred years.

Uraben was depressed and somewhat withdrawn because of Gauss.

Now that they've encountered someone even stronger, things are really going to get interesting.

The demon's heart shattered.

"Hurrah," Gauss tried to reassure his teammates, "No need to take action, this guy doesn't seem like a threat right now."

Tilia extended her index finger and gently tapped Gauss's nose, her lips curving into a smile again.

"Gauss, you're quite smart."

"Actually, I'm an adventurer too. I accepted a bounty from the guild and came here to eliminate these cultists."

She pointed to the charred corpse of the monster, still smoking in the square.

"I didn't expect you to make your move first, making my trip a waste of time."

Gauss must have felt like a million alpacas were stampeding through his mind.

If the Eye of Destiny hadn't clearly listed all the attributes on its panel, he almost would have believed it.

But he didn't expose it, because there was no need.

Whatever reason a Level 17 student gives is irrelevant; what matters is what she truly wants.

Gauss changed the question.

"That missionary could have gotten quite a lot more information out of him."

"But when it came to the crucial question, the person died."

Tilia tilted her head, made an innocent expression, and spread her hands out.

"That's beyond my control; he deserved to die."

Gauss sighed, his tone carrying just the right amount of regret.

"What a pity. If someone knew the art of communicating with the dead, perhaps they could have pried something out of the dead."

He was testing the waters, because the skill "Dialogue with the Dead" was clearly stated on the attribute panel.

Tilia blinked, her eyes darting around, then sighed in agreement.

"Yes, that would be great."

Gauss understood.

It seems that she is involved in this matter, but Gauss cannot figure out why she did it.

But a few things are certain: the children are alive, the monsters have been eliminated, and Tilia has not shown any hostility.

We can't beat them, and we can't get the answers we need.

Gauss did what he did best: put the matter aside for the time being.

"The children need to be taken care of, I have to go now."

Tilia watched Gauss leave, then turned and followed him.

This young man was more interesting than she had expected.

Calm and restrained, neither reckless nor obsequious in the face of an absolute disparity in strength.

Even knowing they couldn't win, they could still stand there and finish their conversation.

Good, worth the wait.

"Oh, right."

Tilia followed, her voice somewhat languid.

"Gauss, where are you going next?"

"It's none of your business."

"I'm an adventurer too, and I'm alone. Could you take me with you?"

"You can suck blood."

"I can suck on animals!"

"I am a higher animal."

Tilia bit her lower lip lightly, her nostrils flared, revealing two vampire fangs.

"Gauss! You can refuse, but I'll follow you ten meters behind!"

Gauss stopped, intending to dismiss her again.

On the distant horizon, a cluster of flickering flames appeared, and the faint sound of rapid hoofbeats could be heard in the air.