Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 292 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 29

A large group of vampires with broad figures and a fierce aura flew in from the sky near the castle. The old steward of the castle and a group of low- to mid-level vampires, dressed in formal attire according to etiquette, greeted them at the gate.

Seller, the most powerful prince of the collateral branches in the last hundred years, had an arrogant expression. He raised his chin as soon as he landed, scanned the crowd, and asked nitpickingly, "Where are Evanolin and Asher and the others?"

Upon hearing his words, a vampire in the crowd rolled his eyes and muttered, "You're just a collateral prince, how could you be worthy of our prince's welcome..." Before he could finish speaking, he was nudged by an older vampire with his elbow.

He immediately shut his mouth.

The old butler stepped forward with a friendly smile, avoiding the question, "Your Highness Prince Seller, please allow me to escort you to the reception room. His Highness Prince Darid is waiting for you inside."

Seller: "You..."

"Daried?!" Before Seller could finish speaking, a young girl suddenly darted out from behind him. The girl was stunningly beautiful, and upon hearing the name Darede, her delicate face was filled with joy.

"Will His Highness Darid be receiving us this time?"

Her eyes seemed to sparkle. The butler remembered this girl, silently took a step back, nodded, and said, "Yes, it is His Highness Darid."

Upon hearing this, Caribella immediately grabbed Seller's hand and shook it, saying, "Brother, stop dawdling and go inside. Darede is waiting for us."

"Let go."

Her face stiffened slightly; in truth, she was sometimes quite afraid of her older brother.

Seller gave her a warning look and said indifferently, "Watch your words and actions, don't embarrass our department."

"Walk."

Only high-ranking vampires from collateral branches are qualified to enter the castle. Seller, accompanied by Caribella and two other high-ranking vampires, entered the castle in a high-profile manner.

Caribella followed behind him, watching the distance to the hall grow closer and closer, thinking about the people waiting inside, her heart pounding with excitement.

To his surprise, the tall and imposing figure he had expected was nowhere to be seen. The entire ancient and elegant hall was filled only with empty tables and chairs and a submissive servant standing to the side.

"..." Seller clenched his fists and sneered, "Is this how you treat your guests?" He looked at the old butler and questioned him.

Despite his dissatisfaction, the butler did not show it on his face. "His Highness Darid will be here to see you soon."

As he spoke, he instructed the men to sit down and ordered a servant to pour out the finest blood.

Seller was pulled to sit up by Caribella's arm. Receiving his sister's pleading look, he said with exasperation, "Look at you, such a wimp!"

"Is Darid really that worthy of your affection?"

Caribella's expression stiffened for a moment after her secret was exposed, but she quickly regained her composure. "It's good that you know, brother~"

"Ah."

Ever since his sister met Darid at the ancestor's birthday banquet hundreds of years ago, she has been extremely attentive and enthusiastic towards him, almost to the point of madness.

Despite numerous warnings, she remained incorrigible, and no one knew what kind of spell Darid had cast on her.

Suppressing his anger, he waited for a full half hour before Darid emerged from a corridor with a gentle smile on his face and a chubby white cub in his arms.

“Prince Seller, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.” He didn’t even greet Caribella, but Caribella’s eyes never left his face from the moment he came out.

"Daried, you're even more handsome than before."

Upon hearing this, Darid simply patted Zhao Zhao's fidgeting head and smiled casually.

Caribella's gaze was immediately drawn to his slender hands, and only then did she notice the child Darede was holding in his arms.

Her smile vanished instantly. "Who is this?!" she said, her voice sharp and displeased.

Darede ignored her and casually replied, "My son."

Zhao Zhao: ...Shocked.

"No!" The sharp cry startled Zhao Zhao instantly. He looked in terror toward the source of the sound and caught a glimpse of the girl staring at him with resentment.

"We've only been apart for a few years, how could you have a son? It's impossible!"

Darede's smile remained unchanged, clearly used to her erratic behavior. He simply looked at Seiler and asked calmly, "Your sister, what's wrong with you again?"

He looked innocent, as if he had simply asked the question out of curiosity.

The two high-ranking vampires beside Seller came in handy at this moment. At Seller's signal, they took the agitated Caribella away.

"I don't believe it! Your Highness Darid, look back at me!"

After she was taken away, everyone's ears were much quieter. Facing Darid's questioning gaze, Sayer gritted his teeth and said, "I forgot to give her her medicine when I went out today. Sorry."

Caribella's disheveled state made Seller, who had previously considered himself superior, instantly feel that he had lost face.

I shouldn't have brought her along.

Caribella is very possessive, and seeing Daredevil again, whom she still misses, suddenly holding a cub who claims to be her son, must have been quite a shock for her.

Seller rubbed his temples, his head aching, and slowly turned his gaze to Zhao Zhao, asking suspiciously, "Is he really your son?"

Darede nodded, his eyes filled with the doting affection of a father as he looked at Zhaozhao. "My dear, call me father."

Zhao Zhao: ……

You can't afford the consequences of his word "father."

Zhao Zhao glared at him but refused to say a word. Darid wasn't embarrassed and continued, "This child and I have been having some trouble lately."

Upon closer inspection, the two did indeed look somewhat alike. Seller's face was contorted with a complex expression. "You've already had a son so quickly just to avoid my sister?"

"Ah."

What is Caribella anyway?

Darede scoffed.

Then he and Seller, who were on opposite sides of the screen, discussed their own affairs regarding the politics and economy of the vampire race and the human race. Seller's questions and answers were sharp and deliberately nitpicky.

Fortunately, Daled managed to handle the situation with his shrewd and resourceful nature. He was used to putting on a gentle and mild act, and he could still put on a smile without any burden.

A born politician, that's probably it.

Dared brought Zhao Zhao here mainly so that the boy could learn something from what he saw and heard, but instead, he fell fast asleep in his arms.

I had reminded him before he came, but he forgot about it in the blink of an eye.

He really suspected that the slave's blood had damaged Zhao Zhao's memory, but his elder sister and the doctor had both said that this was not the case.

So all I can say is that this kid isn't very bright.

“I’m sorry, Seller.” Daredelow lowered his voice, putting his index finger to his lips to signal him to be quiet.

You've been talking for so long, and you're still not done? He doesn't need to rest, but the child does.

Seeing that he had finally quieted down, Darid rubbed his ears discreetly and chuckled in a low voice, "The child is young, please forgive him."

Without any real sincerity, he simply took Zhaozhao away.

Seller was left alone, puzzled.

Could it really be a bloodline suppression? Seller always felt that he couldn't hold his head high in front of the princes of the main line.

……

[Host, wake up.]

Late at night, just as darkness fell, the system in Zhao Zhao's mind couldn't wait to wake him up. A constant beeping sound kept coming from his head, which made Zhao Zhao sit up in a daze, and in his agitation, he flipped the coffin lid off.

"You stinky system, what are you trying to do?!" Zhao Zhao rubbed his eyes, extremely impatient; he had been dreaming all along.

[Didn't you promise me yesterday that you'd get up early and practice the resurrection spell?] The system was absolutely exasperated by Zhao Zhao's stubbornness; as expected, the host's words were unreliable.

Zhao Zhao closed her eyes, lowered her head, and thought for a while but still couldn't recall it. "I don't remember."

Even if you don't remember, you still have to practice.

"Not urgent."

Just as Zhao Zhao was about to lie back down, a sudden wave of pain and itching hit his body, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

Again.

[System, I'm feeling a little unwell.]

The system remained silent. Even after the Chi Wei incident, when Evanolin found a way to alleviate the symptoms, Zhao Zhao still had toxins remaining in her body.

It won't have a huge impact, but it's still not pleasant.

We still have to wait for the doctors to develop a solution.

"Host, please bear with it." That was all he could say, in a dry, monotone voice.

However, this feeling only lasted for about ten minutes before disappearing. So, after the discomfort subsided, Zhao Zhao didn't care and prepared to take a nice nap again.

[No, host, you still need to hurry up and practice your resurrection spell.]

The system wouldn't let it go, and Zhao Zhao had no choice but to accept her fate.

"Oh."

"What's that resurrection spell again?"

Zhao Zhao seemed to be hanging on by a thread, asking in a barely audible voice.

The system repeated itself, the incantation was very, very long, and Zhao Zhao was drowsy from the system's chanting, so she didn't hear what it was saying at all.

Fortunately, the system was patient, repeating the incantation over and over again. In order to help this forgetful host remember the incantation clearly, his data cable was practically smoking.

So, the cub and its system spent most of the night learning the complicated incantations in Zhao Zhao's little coffin.

Around 11 p.m., Evanolin came to wake him up. Zhao Zhao could barely remember half of it, and there was no guarantee that he wouldn't forget it later.

"Little Hill, why did you stay in bed so long today?" Evanolin asked softly as she carried Zhao Zhao outside.

Zhao Zhao, who clearly gets up very early: ...I have no words to express my suffering.

As Asher's birthday party approaches, more and more guests are arriving at the castle ahead of time.

Asher was dealing with the rebellion among humans, Damian was cleaning up spies among vampires, Darid was entertaining guests, Lucein was in charge of the castle's security and defense, and Evanorine was handling the remaining trivial matters.

The group had a clear division of labor and were extremely busy.

Evanolin found another very obedient and high-quality blood servant for Zhao Zhao. At Zhao Zhao's persistent suggestion, she raised the status of blood servants in the vampire clan. Although it was still not high, they were no longer beings that everyone could bully.

This is already a significant improvement, and I believe it will only get better in the future.

Today, as Zhao Zhao was obediently sitting next to Evanolin drinking blood, the butler suddenly arrived. Zhao Zhao, with her sharp ears, heard the words "Royal Tomb" and instantly focused on listening to their conversation.

"Your Highness Evanolin, everything at the royal tomb is ready. Please come and inspect it."

Evanolin said calmly, "Okay." She put down the booklet in her hand, thought for a moment, and turned to Zhao Zhao, saying, "I have something to do right now, so Darede will take care of you for the time being."

Darede...

Thinking about the unreliable things he did gave me a terrible headache.

Zhao Zhao is now quite famous among some guests, and it's almost common knowledge that the virtuous Daled has a son out of wedlock.

"Sister, what is the King's Tomb? I want to go with you to see it. How about we go to Fifth Brother's place next time?" He rejected her suggestion, making no attempt to hide his interest in the King's Tomb.

His big eyes stared unblinkingly at Evanolin, which was very cute.

Evanolin hadn't expected the cub to like that boring place. She patted Zhao Zhao's head and said indifferently, "Go if you want."

She has always been straightforward and will almost always fulfill her cub's wishes. She is the eldest sister and has so many younger brothers, but only this one cub has a well-behaved and adorable personality, making him especially lovable.

Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up; she hadn't expected to get into the royal tomb so easily. "Hahahaha, thank you, sister. I love you, sister."

His lips were sweetened, making Evanolin's eyes soften for once.

The royal tomb was built in a special cemetery for vampires, surrounded by other tombs in the very center, like stars around the moon. The surface was a huge stone chamber made of polished stone, carved with lifelike statues, magnificent and spectacular.

After finishing her own business, Evanolin led Zhao Zhao into the stone chamber for a tour. "The royal tomb is divided into two parts: the surface and the underground."

"The earth's surface contains portraits and life stories of ancestors and heroes, as well as the origin and development of the vampire clan."

She explained everything to Zhaozhao, down to the smallest detail.

The royal tomb was built in a very luxurious layout, with lights that were always on inside, making it seem quite warm in the darkness. Rows of huge statues appeared before Zhao Zhao, and Evanolin stopped in front of a female statue, gesturing for Zhao Zhao to look at her.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's alright." Not wanting to bring up painful memories for the cub, she paused for a moment before moving on to other places and continuing her introduction.

After exploring the surface, Zhao Zhao saw Evanolin preparing to lead him away and asked in confusion, "Aren't we going underground?"

The system just reminded him that the practice area for the resurrection spell is underground.

"The underground is just a tomb; there's nothing to see there."

The coffins of vampires who are laid to rest are generally not buried or sealed.

There are rows of coffins underground. If a cub accidentally opens a coffin and sees a half-rotten, half-alive corpse inside, it will probably be frightened.

Although vampire corpses have a long shelf life, the longest is only twenty years.

Evanolin refused to take Zhao Zhao down with her, so he could only secretly memorize the route to the royal tomb so he could sneak over next time.

Evanolin and her brothers were all very busy, so Zhao Zhao had no playmates in the castle and could only play with his new blood servant.

The Blood Servant was very obedient and always did what she wanted, but Zhao Zhao didn't like that feeling.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he ran to the familiar room to find his sleeping father.

Lying on his blood-red coffin lid, Zhao Zhao asked dejectedly, "System, when will Father wake up?"

[You call him that from now on.]

Zhao Zhao: ...I'll roll my eyes at you until you die.

"I meant waking up naturally..."

[Then he probably won't wake up even after you die.] Vampires have very long lifespans, but they spend half of that time in a deep sleep.

Zhao Zhao suddenly thought, "System, could sleeping also be a curse?"

[Congratulations, host, another curse has been found.]

"Huh? Do vampires have so many curses on them?"

[Not only that, the host can guess again.]

Zhao Zhao: "Longevity."

【clever.】

"Huh?" Zhao Zhao was dumbfounded. How come the longevity and immortality that ordinary people have always pursued have become a curse after being truly achieved by vampires?

Sometimes, living a long life isn't a good thing.

Zhao Zhao didn't understand.

For example, do you see your father as happy?