The male supporting character was actually myself.

It obediently hopped out and perched on Edmund's shoulder, acting as a watchdog.

Chapter Eleven: The Initial Effects of Battlefield Training Are Now Showing

After closing the door to the adults' room, Edmund looked down in surprise at his bare feet.

They had walked on soft, delicate carpets countless times, but never before had they experienced such an exquisite tactile sensation. As newly born vampires just adapting to their new bodies, everything around them seemed different from before!

He cautiously returned to his room and, feigning weakness, rang a bell to summon his servants.

"Master, is there anything you need?" A blonde maid dressed in a maid's outfit walked in lightly and asked, while stealing a glance at the pale-faced young man on the bed. She felt that he seemed to be a little better than before, at least his eyes were bright.

But the maid felt that his pale complexion was somewhat abnormal, and his eyes were too bright, as if he were experiencing what old people often call a final burst of energy before death.

The candle flame on the delicate silver candlestick flickered slightly, casting deep shadows in the room, as if something terrifying lurked in the darkness, waiting to steal the soul of this frail young man.

For some reason, the blonde maid suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She subconsciously stepped back, even somewhat afraid to look into the other person's overly bright eyes.

"Cough cough cough..." Edmund forcibly withdrew his overly greedy gaze, feigning a cough and weakness, and said weakly, "Go back and tell the other servants to pack their things and wait for orders at the other courtyard. I'm too sick, and I'm worried I might infect you, which would be terrible."

The adults have already gone into hiding for the time being, you should go too.

God help me, I hope this pain is mine alone.

The maid was somewhat surprised. Had the two masters overheard the servants' private discussions?

Since Mr. Edmund’s condition worsened, many people, starting with the groom, have been worried that his illness might be contagious.

Of course, such discussions and concerns are only kept privately and quietly. As slaves to their masters, they have no right to choose freedom, and naturally, they cannot find excuses to avoid it.

In addition, since the two masters were usually generous and kind to the slaves, they were unwilling to show any concern on the surface. They would also frequently advise him to take good care of himself and that he would definitely get better.

"If the servants all leave, what will happen to your daily life, Master? Who will take care of you?" the maid asked softly.

Edmund's gaze couldn't help but linger on her long, healthy neck, where the major arteries bulged slightly, and the blood flowing through them seemed like beautiful music tempting him.

Forcibly suppressing his bloodlust caused his voice to tremble slightly. He hurriedly waved his hand and panted, "A doctor and apprentices will be staying here, so you don't need to worry about them. Go and tell the coachman to prepare the carriage and arrange for your departure!"

"Yes, Master, I will obey your command." The blonde maid withdrew and relayed the order.

After she left, Edmund jumped out of bed and opened the window to let the cool breeze in, trying to suppress the burning desire in his chest—the thirst for fresh blood!

The adults are right; the bloodlust after being transformed into a vampire is a huge problem.

Edmund clenched his fists, trying his best to suppress his incredibly sharp senses from noticing the chaotic crowd in the backyard.

The candlelight flickered in the manor. After a few moments of busy work, the sound of horses neighing and hooves echoed, and the vast manor fell into complete silence and darkness.

From a distance, only a narrow window in the ornately decorated building, adorned with intricate patterns, revealed a faint flicker of candlelight.

"They're all gone now." Edmund said, panting, as he sat down against the wall.

Although the scent of blood still wafted from afar, those people were laborers unloading cargo at a distant dock, not near the manor, and therefore not as alluring.

Edmund took a closer look and realized that he wasn't actually that hungry; it was just that the smell of blood was too tempting.

To distract himself, he focused on observation.

Following the adults' advice to see this new world through the eyes of a newly born vampire, I strolled out of my room and into the corridor. The figures in the oil paintings hanging on the walls seemed to be whispering to each other.

One angel statue even opened its eyes and glanced at the statue with a slightly disgusted look before closing its eyes again and maintaining its original posture.

"This is really interesting!" Edmund exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent.

The colors in his field of vision were more vibrant, as if there were new colors he had never seen before. His field of vision was also wider; sometimes he even felt that he could "see" someone standing behind him.

He walked slowly down the corridor, looking around, and soon pushed open the door to the study.

Edmund had grown up in a small village and had never received any formal education, so he knew very few words. He could barely write his own name, even though it was crooked and illegible. However, the moment he entered the study, Edmund was stunned!

The words on the book covers that he could see flooded his mind and were transformed into information that he could understand!

"How is that possible?"

"How would I know what's written on it?!"

"I can actually understand these books?"

…………

Edmund was utterly shocked and couldn't understand what was going on.

Why did I automatically learn to read after becoming a vampire?

The little white cat was lazily licking its paws when it saw him recite a long string of words like a madman. It was completely dumbfounded, and then hopped off to find Jiang Chen.

"Host, something super strange has happened!" The fluffy ball jumped onto his chest, licked Jiang Chen's face with its tongue, and exclaimed, "Isn't the protagonist illiterate?"

After he became a vampire, he actually learned to read, and now he's frantically studying in his study!

Jiang Chen had just finished drinking a cup of blood to recover his strength. Upon hearing this, he opened his eyes weakly and said helplessly, "Don't make such a fuss, okay? The script states that newly born vampires have a chance to awaken a certain skill."

As the protagonist, he's surrounded by a halo, so he's bound to awaken useful skills.

In this era, only the wealthy and nobility had the means and ability to acquire literacy. For the protagonist, mastering this knowledge without spending time learning it was essential for quickly integrating into the upper class.

"I see!" The little white cat suddenly realized, and then hurriedly reported everything the protagonist had said and done.

"He didn't go to suck blood right away?" Jiang Chen was quite surprised.

After all, the allure of fresh blood is simply too strong for a newly born vampire!

The original owner had even seen other clans' newly transformed vampires who risked their lives for a mouthful of fresh blood, ignoring their elders' warnings.

Newly minted vampires, still clueless about the rules, are more like bloodthirsty animals. Only after overcoming their initial mindless and fanatical pursuit of blood can they begin to learn the rules of survival and grow into true vampires.

This is why the actual number of vampires is not very large, since a large portion of them are lost during their infancy.

The protagonist, Edmund, was able to resist his bloodlust and didn't even touch the animals in the manor. How much willpower does that take?

"It seems that sending him to the army to hone his willpower on the battlefield has been very effective!"

Jiang Chen took out the script and carefully read through it. If that's the case, then many plot points in the later stages will probably have to be rewritten.

Chapter Twelve: Teaching by Example

As the sun rose, Edmund could feel a deep-seated fear even through the curtains.

Those dazzling lights can really turn you to ashes!

Driven by his vampire nature, he lay in bed, half asleep, wondering how adults could be so unrestricted during the day.

"Host, the protagonist has gone to sleep." The little white cat jumped onto the soft bed, curled up next to Jiang Chen, and made soft purring sounds in its throat. "You should rest early too. You can think about the script later. Anyway, vampires have a very, very long lifespan."

Jiang Chen closed the script thoughtfully and said, "In the plot, the original owner was killed, and the protagonist Edmund didn't have much of an initiative. The reason he was successfully manipulated by Chloe was because he felt that the original owner, as his transformer, should teach him all the secrets of vampire survival."

But the original owner was someone who was used to being free and easy.

Firstly, he was too lazy to go on about those rules that he considered common sense;

Secondly, some secrets are things that you will naturally discover over time, so there is no need to say more.

As a natural-born vampire, the original owner of this body held a deep-seated disdain for vampires who had been transformed into them. After all, he was a pure-blooded vampire, while the vampires he had transformed into were 'hybrids'.

These existing barriers, coupled with the protagonist Edmund's cowardly, incompetent, and greedy nature, made him susceptible to being manipulated.

"I think Edmund has been quite well-trained by the host now." The little white cat twitched its ears, lay down, and muttered softly, "As for Chloe, I'll keep a close eye on her myself. If she has even the slightest bad idea, we'll find a way to kill her immediately!"

"Well, as long as she doesn't mess up the protagonist I've worked so hard to straighten out, I might consider leaving her with a whole body."

Thick velvet curtains blocked out the bright morning sun.

In the vast, empty manor, the two vampires quickly drifted into a deep sleep.

When Edmund woke up, the sun had already set, but it was not yet completely dark.

He drew back the curtains and looked out the window at the bustling crowds on the distant street, a sudden, indescribable sorrow rising from the depths of his heart. The hustle and bustle of the world was no longer relevant to him; from the moment he chose to live, the human Edmund had died; he was now a vampire—a terrifying species that preyed on humans.

I spent the whole night immersed in the ocean of knowledge, learning about the world through words.

Many books describe vampires as nothing more than cursed demons, pale corpses crawling out of graves, savage and terrifying walking dead, and so on.

The descriptions of their appearances are all dirty, disgusting, terrifying, and gloomy.

Edmund found this somewhat laughable. He really wanted the compilers to see for themselves how handsome and dashing the master was, and how his innate aristocratic air made everyone who came into contact with him fall for his unparalleled charm.

Since even the physical descriptions in the book were wrong, Edmund was unsure whether other related information was true or false.

However, the adult is still extremely weak, and it's not appropriate for me to disturb him...

"Boom boom boom!"

Just as Edmund was lost in thought, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir?! Are you feeling any better?" He opened the door and saw the sickly Mr. Philip, and hurriedly reached out to help him up.

Jiang Chen waved his hand, refusing to help, and said with a faint smile, "I won't recover anytime soon. The weakness from transforming into a newborn vampire will last for a long time."

But it's okay, as long as we don't encounter any powerful enemies, we don't need to worry about our lives being in danger.

"While we have this time, I'll tell you about the survival rules of vampires."

“My lord, I was worried about disturbing your rest, so there’s something I didn’t tell you.” Edmund hurriedly told the other party about how he had suddenly learned to write the night before.

After listening, Jiang Chen smiled and nodded, saying, "Looks like you're in luck."

Newly minted vampires have a chance to awaken a skill. I've heard of a newborn vampire who possessed mind-reading abilities upon awakening, which was a very good start. However, he couldn't control his bloodlust and slaughtered dozens of people in one night before being hunted down by vampire hunters.

"Vampire hunters?" Edmund asked curiously, "Who are they?"

"I remember the earliest hunters were trained by the church. They not only hunted vampires, but also werewolves."

"Werewolves?! They really exist?" Edmund exclaimed in surprise, then realized his rudeness and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm just too shocked."

Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head, saying, "That's normal, after all, you knew nothing about the stories in the dark before this."

This world not only has vampires, werewolves, and hunters, but also wizards and even more bizarre creatures.

Don't worry, I will teach you everything I know.

First, let's start with the characteristics of vampires.

A vampire's life is close to immortality. Except for the time when they are first transformed into vampires and may awaken skills when struck by blood, they will awaken many interesting little skills as they live longer.