The male supporting character was actually myself.

She peeked through the crack in the door, then put her finger to her lips and whispered, "Don't talk, honey! Don't let anyone hear! We can't stay here anymore. Who knows if that guy will come back? Let's leave as soon as Mommy finishes packing!"

With so many gold coins, you could easily buy a small house with a yard in a more remote street, and even have some left over as capital to start a small business.

"Mommy, where did that bad guy go? Was it the money he dropped?" the little girl asked softly, blinking her big eyes.

The woman paused in her packing, then shook her head, saying, "It shouldn't be him. If he had that much money, he wouldn't just carry it around like that. That bastard..."

She glanced cautiously at the empty, dimly lit street and whispered, "Shh! He might have been captured by Lord Night Demon!"

"Lord Night Demon? What's that?"

"Legend has it that the Night Demon Lord roams the night, capturing and devouring the most wicked!" The woman shuddered as she recalled the recent rumors. "If we don't do bad things, we don't need to be afraid to walk at night. The Night Demon Lord only catches bad people. It's said that he's kind and generous, sometimes giving money to the poor!"

"Lord Night Demon is so kind!"

"Stop talking and let's go!"

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The little white cat hopped and skipped along, escorting the mother and daughter safely out of the slums. After finding a house at a real estate agency that was reasonably priced, they bought it and settled down before returning to their host's side.

On the other side, Edmund dragged the drunkard to a corner, ignoring his struggles, and bit him down on the neck for a hearty meal.

The other person struggled at first, but when the vampire's fangs pierced his artery, he went limp like an anesthetized animal and eventually stopped breathing.

"My lord, you were right after all." After a long while, he stood up, kicked the dead drunkard, took a deep breath, and said, "Human blood is so sweet and delicious!"

Jiang Chen, still wearing a faint smile, reminded him: "After we finish drinking blood, just like humans who are full and sleepy, you will feel relaxed and happy, but it is often at this time that you are most dangerous."

Soothed by the sweetness of blood, you will become so satiated that you lose your vigilance and alertness.

Hunters love to strike at these times, and they almost always hit their target with a single blow!

Therefore, do not slack off.

Now dispose of the body and get as far away from this street as possible.

With a series of choking sounds, Edmund tossed the corpse into the canal. Watching the drunkard being swept away by the canal current amidst the huge splash, he turned back and asked, "Sir, do all vampires dispose of their corpses this way?"

"Of course not. Some carefree vampires just leave their corpses lying in the crowd, especially in places like pubs where they're drinking and getting drunk. There's no struggle, no cries for help, no screams; people just assume he/she is drunk. By the time they're found, it's just a cold corpse."

Some would be invited into someone's home and kill the entire family overnight;

Some would buy an entire estate and use it specifically to commit murder.

When the accumulated corpses became too numerous to conceal, they would disappear without a trace in another city.

Some even keep blood servants, who then help dispose of the corpses in various ways. Edmund, remember this—caution is the best policy to avoid attracting hunters.

Those vampires who kill and flee without restraint cannot have a respectable status and title like us, and they cannot appear in nearby cities in a short period of time, otherwise they will be discovered by the church and ambushed by hunters.

To live a carefree and untroubled life, one must act cautiously to avoid arousing suspicion.

“I understand.” Edmund followed Jiang Chen like a loyal apprentice, once again blending into the night, the flickering candlelight, and the bustling crowd.

Living a life of luxury and indulging in pleasures at night did not prevent them from staying up late, since most banquets and dances did not begin until after dusk.

After confirming that the protagonist Edmund could control his bloodlust, Jiang Chen led him out of the manor again to attend banquets and balls at various mansions, and also occasionally held balls and banquets at his own manor to invite other nobles and celebrities to visit.

The guests enjoyed themselves all night long, and only dispersed at the crack of dawn. The hosts then went to rest after bathing and having breakfast. The servants of the large estate quickly became accustomed to their new schedule.

In addition, the Earl was generous and kind to his servants, and the daily tasks of serving the two gentlemen were simple. The slaves who belonged to the Earl were extremely grateful to have such a considerate and good master.

Two and a half years after Edmund turned into a vampire, the southern city where he had settled for half a year was about to enter the hot summer.

The unfavorable climate, coupled with nightly hunting, caused the crime rate in the city to plummet, making it difficult to find criminals to hunt. Therefore, Jiang Chen decided to move with Edmund to the northern Un'Goro County, where the climate was refreshing and loved by nobles, making it an excellent summer vacation destination.

Undeterred by the sunlight, Jiang Chen took the lead and went to Angolo County to purchase a manor and slaves. He then returned to cover Edmund's journey north to their new residence.

It wasn't until a week after moving into the new manor that Jiang Chen was surprised to discover that Fangdan Street, mentioned in the script, was actually near the manor!

Chloe was attacked by Edmund, who had lost his mind, right on that street!

Chapter Fifteen: The Strange Vampire - Emma

“Fate is really something…” The little white cat was staring at the script, searching for an adjective, but Jiang Chen interrupted it directly, “You’re wrong, it’s the script that’s arranged it!”

Although there wasn't any obvious deliberate arrangement, the fact that the script hadn't been updated indicated that we were still proceeding according to the established plan.

"But the script didn't say we'd be moving!" The little dumpling scratched her ear, looking confused.

"It's just that it wasn't marked. Half a month ago, as the weather gradually got hotter, the nobles we became acquainted with mentioned the cool city of Angolo County during their casual conversations."

We also decided to spend the hot summer here.

"Isn't it a coincidence that the estate we bought is near Fontaine Street?"

Jiang Chen flipped through the script, slowly fanning himself with a pure white feather fan. "Emmm... the timeline in this script is really too vague, but since he has moved to live near Fangdan Street, it means that the flower girl Chloe will be coming soon."

Before that, our protagonist should soon be making clandestine contact with other vampires, perhaps within the next few days.

"Encountering other vampires? I wonder how the protagonist, who has already been greatly modified by the host, will handle it." The little white cat stood up with its round, fluffy body, rummaged through the script, and patted it with its paw to remind the reader: "This vampire named Emma seems to have appeared again later."

Jiang Chen nodded and skillfully flipped to the back, pointing to a line of text: "Here, Emma first met Edmund by chance, and the two successfully established a friendship through their interactions. Later, he introduced Chloe to Emma."

This encounter laid the groundwork for Chloe's future desire to join Emma's clan; this chance meeting was indeed quite important.

"What if we kill off that vampire named Emma who's trying to win over the protagonist beforehand? Will it affect the plot?"

"Why do you, you heartless cat, always want to kill one or two people?" He couldn't help but laugh, slowly rubbing the fluffy ball as he explained, "Emma is just a tool vampire. If she dies, there will naturally be other vampires to lure her. The most crucial root of the problem lies with the protagonist. Killing her or not is meaningless."

The fluffy little thing rolled around in his arms and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Why did you call me a heartless cat, Master? It hurts my heart so much! I was only doing it for your own good, waaaaah~ my heart aches so much! I'm so sad!"

"Hmm, since you're feeling heartbroken and sad, you probably won't be able to eat anything. So, today's grilled steak will have to be..."

Hearing about the delicious food, the little white cat jumped up, wagging its tail and meowing, "I want to eat! I want to eat! You should eat more when you're sad and upset. I want double the portion!"

"You eat so much every day but don't exercise much, where does all that food go?"

"Hehehe~ Host, please don't touch me, it tickles..."

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A vampire and a system were laughing and joking under the shade of a tree in the summer, while in the distance, in a beautiful three-story building, the protagonist Edmund was fast asleep in his bedroom, with thick curtains drawn to block out the sunlight.

As night fell, he had already washed up, dressed, and blended into the darkness.

Since learning the ways of punishing evil and promoting good from the adults, Edmund has never felt sad about his vampire identity again; sometimes he is even very fortunate.

If it weren't for the adults' transformation, I would have long since turned into a handful of dust and disappeared from this world. How could I possibly be wandering in the darkness punishing those villains?

In a chaotic era with a vast gap between the rich and poor, there are far too many bad people. No matter which city you go to, you will always encounter some bastards in the dark of night who are so despicable that even being torn to pieces would not be enough to vent your anger, yet there is no law enforcement team to uphold justice.

The knights who once fought bravely on the battlefield have now become the protectors of the weak in the darkness, patrolling night after night.

"Hoo..." Edmund raised his head after drinking enough blood, licked the blood off his fangs and lips, got up and threw the corpse into the ditch next to him.

The guy who died tonight has been investigating for several days.

He was a despicable swindler who preyed on elderly people, leaving some penniless and destitute. After bringing him to justice, the money had to be returned to those he had cheated, which was a tedious task.

He was drunk and then thrown into a ditch. Soaked overnight in the sweltering summer heat, he was found the next day swollen beyond recognition, and no one knew the true cause of death.

For a fraudster like him who deserves to die, a stinking ditch should be his final resting place.

Edmund had just finished tidying his clothes and was about to return to the manor to report to his superiors when he suddenly heard a few short screams coming from afar.

"There are just too many bad people these days!" he cursed under his breath as he disappeared into a secluded alley.

In the dim alley in the distance, a shapely figure cast a long, narrow shadow in the light of a bright torch, and a young man lay at her feet.

"What bad luck, it's everywhere." Emma kicked the young man who had just died, her displeasure evident. She then brushed her fingers against the white lace bow tie on her chest, where bloodstains were clearly visible.

Ten minutes earlier, she was swaggering around the tavern buying drinks, and the eager tavern waiters were doing everything they could to please her.

Emma was not surprised by this.

Men who are broke but full of energy love to fawn over fashionable and beautiful girls. Coupled with their natural charm, they know perfectly well how stunning and alluring their faces are. That's why it's so interesting to use their beauty to seduce and manipulate their prey, making them take the bait themselves.

Sure enough, after buying the wine and leaving the house, the servant secretly followed him out, helping him carry the wine and telling jokes to please him along the way.

He followed her all the way to this secluded alley, the servant becoming dizzy and disoriented from his own flirtatious advances.

I was supposed to take advantage of his momentary lapse in judgment and bite him while we were hugging and kissing, but he was too impatient and ended up breaking the wine jug and cutting his finger.

The fragrance of blood made me, who was already starving, lose my composure and rush forward to bite and suck blood.

The servant sensed something was wrong, shouted twice and tried to struggle, resulting in blood everywhere.

"Damn it!" Emma grew angrier the more she thought about it, and kicked the corpse hard again, saying angrily, "You ruined all the new clothes I just ordered! You damned poor bastard!"

"Are you a vampire?" Edmund, who rushed over, felt a surge of anger upon seeing the scene before him.

So many damn bastards roam the night, why do they have to target ordinary people?

"You..." Emma became alert upon hearing the voice, then, seeing the person standing in the darkness, she asked, "Who are you?"

Edmund was a little nervous as he encountered a vampire other than an adult for the first time.

He had heard adults say that most vampires had long since abandoned their humanity, manipulating their prey and taking pride in it, even competing with each other.

The other party clearly has a different philosophy from mine.

Edmund sighed. Adults often say, "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you." He couldn't use his own beliefs and ideas to restrain other vampires.

After all, different species have different moral standards.

For vampires, the biggest taboo is killing their own kind; otherwise, they have no other restrictions.

What difference does it make to a hunter whether he shoots a well-behaved lamb or a lamb that bullies its companion?

Most hunters don't care whether the lamb they kill and eat is good or evil, has parents or children, or what it has done in the past. They just use it as prey to fill their stomachs, nothing more.

"You... are a man?" Edmund tried to put aside his chaotic thoughts and focus all his efforts on being wary of this strange vampire. However, when he tried to sense it carefully, he found that the aura emanating from the other party did not match its appearance.

Chapter Sixteen: The Cappadocia Clan

Unexpectedly, the other party directly exposed her secret, and Emma immediately became angry and scolded, "Who exactly are you?"

What nonsense are you spouting! Are you blind?

Can't you see my graceful figure and beautiful face? That's incredibly rude to a lady!

"An androgynous vampire?" Edmund felt his worldview being challenged.