The male supporting character was actually myself.

There are no other clan lairs nearby. Even if there are occasional vampires, they are just exiled rogues, posing little threat. They might kill you if they disrespect you.

"Yes!" Edmund bowed respectfully, but after taking two steps to leave, he suddenly stopped and turned back, asking curiously, "My lord, I have a question that has been on my mind. Could you please answer it for me?"

Jiang Chen paused slightly, then nodded and said, "Of course, I'll tell you anything I know."

He smoothed his chestnut hair a little shyly and asked, "I... I don't think I've ever seen an adult hunt before. Sometimes you don't go out for days on end. Don't you get hungry?"

"So that's what you were curious about." Jiang Chen smiled and took out a cup of fresh blood from the food-making machine with a slight movement of his right hand, gesturing to him: "I awakened a spatial ability a long time ago, which allows me to store things. So whenever I have the chance, I store some fresh blood. Sometimes when I don't want to go hunting, I can just take it out and drink it."

Would you like a drink? If you drink it, you won't need to go hunting.

Edmund was once again deeply shocked, so amazed by the Count's omnipotence that he was speechless. He immediately bowed again and said respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance, sir. I will not consume your stored blood."

To be honest, I was so tired from lying in the carriage all day that my body was about to fall apart, and I desperately needed to move around.

I think I'd better go hunting.

This evening, as I passed a small hill about ten miles north of the town, I sensed several bandits in the woods, laughing and talking about murder and robbery. To prevent other innocent passersby from suffering, I decided to go and eliminate them.

After taking his leave, he leaped out of the open window of the inn and disappeared into the night.

The little white cat, who had slept most of the day, suddenly sat up, pouting and looking at him with a determined and serious expression. It said, word by word, "Host, I've figured it out!"

"Oh? You've figured out the key to the problem?" Jiang Chen's eyes lit up and he quickly asked.

The fluffy ball solemnly waved its paws and shook its head, saying, "No, I didn't think of anything crucial. I just realized one thing—crying and worrying is pointless!"

If the main system really detects it, I will have no way to resist.

Therefore, life and death are preordained, and wealth and honor are determined by Heaven! Everything is predestined, and nothing is up to us!

Instead of being pessimistic and world-weary, I should stand up and live each day to the fullest. At the very least, I want to live life to the fullest!

Host, please give me two premium steaks, a squirrel fish, a crystal pork knuckle, a roast chicken, and a pot of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

I'm going to make up for the three meals I missed today!

Jiang Chen: ...

I should never have trusted this guy to come up with any clues!

After indulging in a hearty meal until its belly was round and full, the little white cat sprawled on the bed covered with silk satin bedding, slowly licking its fur to warm itself. Ever since it made up its mind to go all out and enjoy itself, it had truly relaxed completely.

In its own words—since things are already like this, enjoy each day as it comes, and how long it can remain secret without being discovered depends on the main system.

All I can do is wait for my death to come, and I'll have no regrets.

Jiang Chen couldn't let it discover that it still had memories of Situ Nan, so he could only find another opportunity to induce it to ask about the Qiankun Mirror.

After riding a horse all day, he was indeed quite tired. After tidying up, he lay down on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

"Host, wake up! The script has been updated!" Just as dawn was breaking, the little white cat jumped onto his chest and patted his face with its little paws, reminding him, "You'd better take a look, the script team is up to something again!"

Jiang Chen sat up abruptly. "What's going on? How's the plot going?"

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Is the scriptwriting team trying to kill me?

Two fluffy short paws with pink paw pads had already presented the script. Jiang Chen didn't even bother to put on his clothes before taking it and flipping through it to read the new plot carefully.

In an effort to salvage the plot, the script team made an emergency patch, tricking the protagonist who went hunting alone last night.

While hunting, Edmund encountered a group of hunters who happened to be passing by the town. By chance, he was discovered and was pursued relentlessly.

He was, after all, a warrior who had fought on the battlefield and received medals, so his combat strength was naturally not bad. However, as a novice vampire, he had virtually no experience fighting against hunters.

Therefore, Edmund was neither captured nor able to escape the pursuit.

To avoid implicating the adults, he had no choice but to make the impromptu decision to lure the hunters away. Only when they were far away from the town could the adults be safer!

With this in mind, Edmund spent most of the night dealing with his opponent, and just as dawn was about to break, he was nearly killed when he was rescued by a kind farm woman named Helena.

Upon discovering Edmund's serious injuries, the kind-hearted Helena took meticulous care of him. The two, of similar age and background, quickly developed feelings for each other and fell in love.

However, Helena came from a poor family and could only earn a little money by working odd jobs to buy the cheapest and worst food. She was also constantly insulted by bad people who coveted her beauty.

Edmund was severely injured and had no money to help himself. He was unwilling to harm ordinary people and suppressed his bloodlust. Then one evening, he witnessed his beloved being humiliated and lost control of his emotions. He hunted her down in public and drank her blood to satisfy his hunger.

Not wanting to hurt anyone else, he could only flee in panic, his mouth and face covered in blood.

This act brought Helena devastating disaster. The villagers, believing her to be the "devil's maid," were enraged by the bad luck she brought to the village and tied her to a cross to be burned alive.

Edmund rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, but he was too late.

Helena, who was rescued from the fire, was on the verge of death. Heartbroken and desperate, he wanted to turn his beloved into a vampire, only to realize that he did not have such an ability, and the Count was too far away.

In the end, the kind girl died tragically in his arms. Edmund set off again for the town only to find that the Count had already left and disappeared.

After drifting aimlessly for a long time without finding the Earl, he met Chloe again.

By this time, she had transformed into a true vampire.

As Chloe matured, she grew increasingly disgusted with her withered and frail body.

She wanted to become a mature and voluptuous woman, and to spend her life with the love of her life—Edmund—to enjoy love and stay together forever.

However, being a vampire means that one's body cannot regenerate.

Because of her physical condition, Edmund always treated Chloe like a child or a younger sister, which made Chloe increasingly psychologically disturbed. She went around killing beautiful women and leaving their corpses on her bed.

She hated that she wasn't a vampire from the Anvilatuze clan, unable to sleep in a warm, comfortable bed with Edmund and forced to sleep in a heavy, ugly coffin.

She also deeply resented the Count for taking Edmund away and abandoning her, causing her to suffer many hardships in her youth. Upon learning that her beloved had been separated from him, she took the opportunity to sow discord between them.

Meanwhile, rumors circulated that the Earl had been massacring vampires and even wiping out a certain clan, and other clan leaders had already led their vampire armies to hunt down the bloodthirsty madman who had killed his own kind.

Edmund's thinking gradually changed under Chloe's encouragement, and he came to believe that the count's cultivation of him was all for his own use.

Furthermore, she transferred her unvented grief over Helena's death to the Count, believing that if he hadn't created her with a flaw that prevented her from transforming others, her beloved would still have had a chance to live!

Multiple factors combined led to a direct confrontation between Edmund and the Count when they met again.

Perhaps due to the protagonist's halo, Edmund did not kill the count during their fight, but in a fit of rage, he killed the count and became the only remaining vampire of the Anvilatuze clan. He successfully inherited the count's wealth and status, and spent decades traveling the world with Chloe, living a luxurious life.

Decades later, an accident led to Chloe being tricked and maimed by a clan of vampires under the blazing sun. Enraged, Edmund burned down the clan's lair...

After that, the plot is no different from the beginning. After all the love and hate entanglements, Edmund still lives happily ever after with Betty.

"This damn scriptwriting team isn't going to be happy unless they kill me, is they?" Jiang Chen was so frustrated that he didn't know what to say.

Several versions have been updated, but without exception, they all boil down to one thing: Edmund kills himself, the vampire patriarch, and monopolizes all the benefits!

The script was very long, and by the time I finished reading it carefully, it was already dawn.

He had just stretched and was getting ready to get up and get things done when the main system suddenly issued a task.

[Mission: Immediately depart south and the convoy must leave the town within 15 minutes. Reward: One-time use D-grade item.]

Little white cat: ╮(￣⊿￣)╭

"Host, the main system is forcing you two to act separately. Judging by the timeline, the protagonist should have already been rescued by the farm girl Helena by now, right?"

"You think this mission can stop me?" Jiang Chen couldn't help but chuckle.

The task assignment was completely devoid of technical sophistication and was so obviously perfunctory.

Even if you haven't read the script and don't want to cause trouble, you absolutely can't not go looking for your loyal knight who hasn't returned home all night!

Can simply making the convoy leave immediately forcibly separate the male lead and the supporting male character?

Do you really think everyone else is as brainless as the scriptwriters have set up?

However, Jiang Chen still liked this kind of mission that provided experience points. He tugged at the bell by the bed to call the butler over and instructed him: "We need to travel today. Give the order to pack up and head south immediately. The convoy must leave the town within fifteen minutes."

The other party bowed respectfully and replied, "Yes, sir! I will go and urge the caravan to depart immediately!"

"Oh, by the way, I'm a bit tired from riding yesterday, so I'll slow down a bit today. You guys proceed to the next town as planned to rest and wait. Edmund and I will catch up later."

"Yes, sir. Should I leave you a carriage, a coachman, or horses?"

"Just leave Edmund's carriage here; he'll drive it for me."

"Yes!"

After the other party bowed and left to make arrangements, Jiang Chen slowly washed up, drank a cup of blood, and then went downstairs.

The caravan had already left the town in a grand procession, and he followed far behind in his carriage, driving at a precise time. Sure enough, after dragging his feet at an extremely slow pace for most of the day, the main system finally determined that the mission was complete.

Upon hearing the notification, Jiang Chen turned his horse around and drove the carriage almost flying, speeding towards the direction Edmund was described to be fleeing in the script.

The new storyline doesn't specify where he ended up.

With the help of the little white cat, he quickly found the specific location where Edmund had fought, as described in the story. Following the trail, he finally saw a remote mountain village at sunset.

Meanwhile, Edmund, who had been rescued from a life-threatening situation after being seriously injured, finally slowly opened his eyes and awoke from his deep sleep.

"You're finally awake!" Helena was wiping his cold forehead with a cotton cloth soaked in hot water when she saw his beautiful blue eyes suddenly open. She was overjoyed and said, "Thank God, you lost a lot of blood and your body was so cold. I thought you were going to die!"

Why are those vicious guys chasing you?

You're lucky; if it had been a little later, they would have found you. After I hid you in the cellar, those guys on horseback, armed with swords and crossbows, searched the village for ages, causing a ruckus for most of the day before finally leaving.

How are you feeling now? Would you like some hot water?

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Kind Girl Helena

The small, dimly lit room was illuminated only by a single, dimly lit oil lamp. Edmund, having lost too much blood, was feeling dizzy and disoriented, and lay there blankly for a while before he came to his senses.

"Have the people who were chasing me left?" He sat up abruptly, tearing at his wound, and another wave of excruciating pain washed over him.

Since becoming a vampire, he hasn't felt pain for a long time.

"Don't worry, I'll be leaving this afternoon." Helena brought him some hot water in a bowl with several chips and handed it to him. "My name is Helena, what's yours?"

You have many deep wounds. I've bandaged them for you. Don't move around too much and tear them open; otherwise, you'll bleed even more and become weaker.

The close proximity made Edmund's breathing rapid.

His gaze kept drifting towards the other person's carotid artery in their neck.

The flickering candlelight cast a dim glow, giving those it illuminated a hazy, ethereal beauty, while the interplay of light and shadow added to its allure.

Driven by his vampire instincts, he knew he was too young to possess the powerful self-healing abilities of an adult. The wounds inflicted by the hunter's specially made weapon were slow to heal unless... he consumed large amounts of fresh blood to quickly restore his health!

If it were a vampire without any moral bottom line, they would probably be eagerly having a feast by now.