I Became a Progenitor Vampire

After seeing a city of Dawn that was completely different from what he had imagined, the young halfling Claisen felt that he was under a huge impact.

In his impression, the vampire castle must be built in a gloomy cave, dark and bloody, but the current situation is that if the city can be called dark and bloody, then the world does not have a good camp.

This incredible city has all races and lives together in such a harmonious way.

The halfling **** is on top, this is simply the most outrageous thing he has ever seen in his life.

Vampires talked and laughed with humans, goblins bet with dwarves, Cyclops let a child ride on their shoulders, orcs smiled and looked at the surrounding crowd...

How did these races blend together? ?

Don't they think the other party is in danger?

Wouldn't they fight each other? ?

This magical scene has not even mentioned the absurd legend in the mouth of the troubadour.

It's a pity that this halfling's question is obviously no one has answered him.

After confirming that all three hundred halflings had arrived, the human warriors in dwarf armor stepped forward and took them to the residence together.

Although Claesen was the leader, the command was already in the hands of the soldiers around him, and he could only follow the arrangements of these people.

But he didn't have any additional thoughts about this, because Claisen already felt that his eyes were not enough. Like the halflings around him, he looked around in this weird city with amazement, and he seemed to see everything. Very fresh.

The streets are clean and tidy without the slightest **** and foul smell. The majestic and respected patrol is composed of human beings led by vampires. The crowds are full of smiles and curiosity, but they cannot see the fear they should have..... .

These things should be very common in the past, but in this city ruled by vampires, Clayson felt covered with an extremely mysterious veil.

This city has refreshed his knowledge of the surface and his inherent ideas.

It turns out that vampires are not necessarily all evil and bloodthirsty, and the humans they rule can show such a pure smile.

It turned out that the gentle smile of the female priest who was preaching in Black Iron Fort is not rare in this city, but everyone can have it on his face.

Although it was only a preliminary contact, Claisen felt the charm of this city inexplicably, which attracted him more than Black Iron Fort.

Walking along the street to a residential area, three hundred halflings were scattered on each floor.

"Your Excellency Clayson, this is your residence. You can use this house as you like. Please keep the keys. If you lose it, it will be very troublesome.

In addition, please allow me to introduce you to the usage of various things in the house..."

Claisen, who owns a separate room, has not recovered from the shock in his heart at this time. Looking at the armored human warrior in the room, he couldn't bear his inner curiosity, coughed and asked.

"Your Excellency, is it like this in the City of Breaking Dawn?"

Hearing this, the young warrior was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Claisen with some unknown reason, not knowing what the strange halfling wanted to ask.

"Your Excellency Clarkson, what do you want to ask?"

"Do the humans, orcs, and goblins in the city of Dawn usually live together like this?"

Claisen's eyes were full of doubts. He stared at the human warrior in front of him tightly, trying to see some shortcomings, but let him down, the other party's answer has always been the case for granted.

"But, wouldn't they be hostile to each other or even attack each other?"

Claisen is still very puzzled, how can different races get together? ?

In Black Iron Fort, although all races are nominally prohibited from fighting against each other, a large number of bodies can be found in the sewers every day...

"Your Excellency Clarkson, because our ruler is under the crown of the great Kachar, we are different.

We are the people ruled personally by Mianxia, ​​and the glorious residents of Dawn. All abide by the rules set by Mianxia, ​​and all of us love this city. "

The tone of the young human warrior was full of pride and pride that overflowed from his heart.

"Your Excellency Clayson, the City of Dawn has never been distinguished by race, birth, skin color, belief, gender and age.

Here, we are looking at the points, that is, the contribution to the City of Dawn.

Those who have made contributions to the city of dawn are worthy of our respect.

Otherwise, even if you are a giant dragon, you can only queue up behind an ordinary resident.

Your Excellency Clayson, the City of Dawn is a city of freedom and a great city. Trust me, what you see is only the tip of the iceberg of the City of Dawn.

Maybe within a month, you will fall in love with this city just like me. "

The words of the human warrior slammed into Claesen's heart like a siege hammer, shattering his inherent three views.

Not by race, not by birth, not by skin color, not by faith, not by gender and age... Is there really such a city in this world? ?

Claisen, who was educated in the traditional culture of halflings, wanted to refute this view. In Dark Iron Fort, those gray dwarves, dwarfs, and lizardmen are all inferior, and halflings are the highest race.

But in this city, he had just witnessed that scene with his own eyes, but he couldn't say anything that he rebutted in his heart.

At the same time, there was a big difference in my heart.

If the Dark Iron City is like this, he may not be taken advantage of by his superiors and he will not be dispatched to this city...

The human warrior saw that this halfling hadn't spoken for a long time and didn't say much. He believed that the other party would definitely agree with his thoughts after living in the City of Dawn for a while, just as he used to.

After a moment of silence, the human warrior changed the subject.

"Your Excellency Clayson, please allow me to introduce to you the unique living facilities in the city of Dawn, otherwise you may not be able to use..."

Claisen smiled when he heard this. How could an ordinary house contain things he couldn't use?

Just wanted to refute, but then he saw a scene that stunned him.

A small pipe called tap water can continuously flow out a stream of clean and thorough water, and it is known as the fountain of eternity, as long as it is not closed, it can always flow.

There is also a bathroom where hot water can flow out as long as the switch is turned on. The human warrior said that this is a hot water supply in the experimental stage, and currently there is no equipment in the whole city, but this is amazing enough.

What's more exaggerated is that there is also the so-called heating system. As long as the switch is turned on, the room can quickly heat up and keep the cold out.

All kinds of magical alchemy made Claisen feel that this ordinary room immediately became different.

The young halfling was very excited and thought that he was respected. The other party specially arranged a good house for him, and also wanted to thank the other party severely.

But I didn't expect that the human warrior actually said that everyone had this treatment.

The **** of halflings is on top, this kind of magical alchemy creation can be used by all residents of the entire city? ?

This is unbelievable. It is amazing that this kind of alchemy creation is used by ordinary people...

Claisen suddenly felt a little numb. It seemed that everything appeared normal in this city.

This made the question in his mind that no one answered him again...What kind of city is this? ?

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The next day, Claisen got up early, and the room was very warm last night because of the heating, which made him sleep at ease.

This also made this halfling feel strange. He, who had always been vigilant, was easily awakened even when sleeping in the Black Iron Fort, but he fell asleep when he lay down in this city.

Perhaps it was the residents with happy smiles on the streets of this city that made him feel at ease. There is no danger that can be seen everywhere in the underground world...

After the heavy snow last night, the warm winter sun appeared in the morning. At the moment when Claesen opened the door, the gentle sun just shone on him. It was warm, making this halfling who had never felt the sun feel in the mood. It was instantly happy.

Coming to the corridor, holding some cold railings, looking at the logistics staff who were cleaning the snow on the street, his expression was slightly subtle.

He felt for the first time that perhaps it was a lucky thing to come to this city ruled by vampires.

With a smile, this young halfling turned and went downstairs. Today, they are going to the place where the human warrior informed him last night-the Magic Industry Research Institute. He did not forget his job and worked with the city of Dawn to develop a new one. Crossbow.

At this time, Claisen was inexplicably looking forward to the next encounter...

Time passed day by day, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Clayson felt deeply attracted by this free city.

Whether in life or at work, everything here is ten times better than Black Iron Fort.

At work, the Institute of Magic Industry has enough magic materials for him to study, and no matter how absurd the idea he puts forward, no one will laugh or disdain, and there are even goblins and dwarves to participate in the discussion... this Make Claisen extremely satisfied.

He felt respect that he had never had before...

This kind of respect is not only in work, but also in life. The most typical thing is that as long as he wears the badge of the Institute of Magic Industry, regardless of men, women and children walking on the street, they will cast respectful eyes on him.

This is the feeling he has never had in the Black Iron Fort. The gloomy city always warns him against each other. Most people are also greedy and want to take possession of his research results and ideas. I have never felt happy in Black Iron Fort... and I have never felt so important.

But it is different in the City of Dawn. Even if you develop certain projects with others, as long as you gain something, you will be rewarded by the Institute of Magic Industry.

And no one will deduct half a point, even the greater the results of his research, the more resources he will get, and he is more respected for his research results.

Claisen felt that this place was really suitable for research and development. In contrast, Black Iron Fort was simply a place that even filthy cavemen would dismiss.

As for the halflings who came to the City of Dawn with him, except for a few spies sent by the Black Iron Fort, most of them had almost the same ideas as him.

They have a deep affection for this tolerant, open, free and enthusiastic city.

Clayson had also had countless questions about why this city became so attractive, but the results of the final inquiries all pointed to one person, the master of this city-Lord Cachar.

Even more exaggerated is that the Dawn Breaking sect that asked the human priest to preach in Dark Iron City actually believed in the City Lord of Kachar.

In other words, the owner of this city is a god-the **** of dawn.

Although he has never heard of the name of this deity, judging from the teachings of the other party and the behavior of believers, it is undoubtedly a deity belonging to the bright camp.

But this surprised Claisen even more.

Why is a vampire a **** in the bright camp? ?

Is it true that as believers and residents say, vampires are not the legendary dark vampires, but the holy light blood clan.

Kachar, the patriarch of the Holy Light Blood Race, was crowned the **** of dawn with infinite power, but he gave up his infinite power to save the suffering races on the main plane...

Although this kind of statement is dreamy and unacceptable, the existence of this city is incredible, and what makes him even more incredible is that he has accepted this kind of rhetoric that used to be extremely absurd to him.

Clayson also developed a keen interest in the Dawn Sect.

After working at the Institute of Magic Industry in the daytime, he would often go to the Chapel of Breaking Dawn to learn about this, the great sect.

Before coming to the City of Dawn, he never thought that there are gods worthy of his belief, even the **** of halflings... But now, he found a sense of spiritual belonging here.

Both the teachings of the Dawn sect and the treatment of believers made him quite agree.

This magical sect never asks its followers to pray every day, and even the pastor of the breaking dawn often says that the breaking dawn sect is a sect that brings happiness to the residents. If prayer occupies one's own time, then there is no need to pray.

As long as the heart is pious to Kachar, then these formal behaviors are not so important. "

This statement simply shocked Claisen. It was the first time he saw the priest of the temple talk to believers in this way. The priest in the demigod temple could not wait for the believers to pray to the gods on the 24th day of the day.

The two ways of doing things are very different.

And there is one thing that moved him very much. The Dawn Sect does not dislike residents who believe in other sects, and even whether they believe in Dawn Sect or not, they can enter the church to visit and listen to the priest’s mission...

The attitude of tolerance, openness and freedom deeply attracted Claisen. He liked going to church even more...

He likes the stories about the establishment of the city of Dawn under the crown of Kachar, and he also likes to hear the doctrines of truth, goodness and beauty promoted by the priests of Dawn...

"Clayson? Come here early today..."

Claisen, who got off work early, sat in the first row of the Dawn Church.

He turned his head slightly when he heard the voice beside him, and a sincere smile appeared on his face after seeing the person who came.

"Your Excellency Patril, good night", after speaking, he turned his head to the little boy holding Patril's hand next to him, "Little Pat, hello..."

"Hurry up and say hello to Lord Claisen, Lord Claisen works at the Institute of Magic Industry..."

Patrill patted little Pat on the shoulder with a big smile.

The already-year-old Pat's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Uncle Claisen, Ye'an, are you really working at the Institute of Magic Industry? I heard that there are many magical alchemy creations in it..."

"Yes, there are many interesting alchemy creations. If I have time, I can take you to my laboratory next time..."

"Wow~" The little guy became excited for a moment, "Thank you Uncle Claisen, you are the most handsome halfling I have ever seen..."

Claisen laughed.

Patrill couldn't help but smile, and touched the little guy's head, "Go to the backyard to play, and wait until the prayer ceremony to come back."

"Okay, father..."

After little Pat left, Patrill took the opportunity to sit in the seat next to Claesen, and said with some emotion, "This little guy is really lucky, I met Cachar..."

Claisen was taken aback for a moment, and somewhat puzzled: "Your Excellency Patril, why do you say that?"

Patrill smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for the crown, even if we didn't starve to death, we can only beg for food in Grimm now.

Not to mention that now the little guy can go to the Academy of Dawn to learn the magic and knowledge that the noble master can learn, but whether he can survive is a problem..."

Hearing this, Claesen became interested, "Your Excellency Patril, is there any story in this?"

Patrell glanced at Clayson a little strangely, "Don't you know the origin of the City of Dawn? Yesterday's church history seems to have only talked about..."

"Ah? I..." Claisen rubbed his nose with some embarrassment, "I was experimenting with new magic materials yesterday, but I didn't come...

But I have heard of a part of history, are you brought back personally by the crown of Qachar? "

Patril smiled slightly, his tone was deep, and began to recall the winter three years ago.

"It was a winter, and the residents of Eric Township were praying that the orcs would never come, but the orcs came...

Then we flee to Grimm...

At last......

In this way, we became residents of the City of Dawn, and because of this, we have the current life. "After speaking, Patril's eyes have already risen with a strong worship.

"The greatness under the crown cannot be described with all the words of praise, Sir Clayson, you are lucky, because you can touch the glory under the crown so close..."

After listening to how the town of Eric was brought back to the city of Dawn without anyone, and then how did the city of Dawn develop to its present state~www.readwn.com~ The expression is very subtle. .

"Your Excellency Patril, I really envy your luck..."

"No, Sir Claesen, if you want to say envious, you still have to envy you smart researchers.

Mianxia said that magic and alchemy are the driving force for the development and progress of the city. I didn’t understand it very well before, but seeing the city of Dawn getting better with your efforts, I was surprised. Under the crown, he is the real wise man. "

Hearing this, the young halfling was proud and a little embarrassed.

"Your Excellency Patril, this is what we should do..."

After speaking, an uncontrollable thought rose up in my heart, but he was a little bit hesitant to say something, and couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Seeing the other person's hesitant expression, Patriel smiled.

"Your Excellency Clayson, just say anything boldly. This is the city of Dawn. As long as you don't blaspheme the glory under the crown and destroy the harmony of the city of Dawn, any speech is fine."

Upon hearing this, Claesen took a deep breath, followed his inner thoughts and looked at the opponent slowly.

"Your Excellency Patril, I, can I join the Dawn Breaking Sect and become a believer under the crown of Kachar..."

Patrill's smile gradually brightened, "Clearson, the Dawn Sect welcomes anyone's faith, and I am glad you made the right choice..."

Hearing these words, Claisen's pressure was gone, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

Turning his head and glanced at the mural in the church, Reed descended like a god, and the mural that saved the world was deeply imprinted in the mind of the halfling.

Unexpectedly, the first halfling believer was born quietly.

And this is just the beginning of foreign missions.