I Refused To Be Reincarnated

As silence reigned in the arena, the three cloaked figures rose to their feet and leapt to Soma.

"Look at you, the legendary werewolf ancestor, humbled by a brat."

A sarcastic voice echoed as a youthful woman's slender fingers reached for her hood.

Delicately, she removed it, revealing her scarlet hair, eyes, and skin as pale as the moon.

Her lips curled into a smirk, two fangs glinting in the night as she continued.

"Poor puppy. Let me help you recover."

Her eyes narrowing into slits, she placed her hand over his chest and channelled scarlet mana into his body.

"We have a lot to talk about. But not now. We'll meet our duchess tomorrow, so gather your citizens and be ready at sunrise."

In an intricate dance of blood and with more precision than a surgeon, she forced Soma's twitching to stop by expelling the lightning paralysing him.

His charred skin healed, assuming a healthy hue as new hair sprouted like fresh grass on his thick muscles with each second crawling by.

The wind blew the horrible stench emanating from him, a clean one replacing it.

The moment Soma recovered the ability to speak, he sat up and glared intently at the vampire.

"I didn't invite you to mock me, Carmilla. We're in a disastrous situation with limited options. Our two species have to drop their competitiveness and work together."

His solemn voice reverberated through the arena, awakening his citizens from their daze and causing them to perk their ears, fear and frustration melding into their faces.

Carmilla and the two other vampires nodded, sharing his views. Yet, dark clouds veiled her scarlet eyes and needles reflecting her anxiety pierced her heart.

In this tense atmosphere, they gathered everyone, ordering them to pack everything.

As the village bustled with activity in the dead of the night, the moon gradually faded, and the dark sky took a brighter sheen. The rising sun's rays sprinkled the horizon, coloring the vast expense in a beautiful orange hue contrasting with Soma's mood.

After packing his belongings, he spent the rest of the night pacing in the plaza and looking at the closed doors.

His heart shuddered, and his jaws clenched when they creaked open. A maelstrom of conflicting emotions and doubts assaulted him before his mind blanked for a second.

The teenagers walked out leisurely. Their eyes sparkled like fireworks as they followed the brat who had defeated him as if their plight didn't matter to them.

Adam's chuckle brought his mind back before his brows rose in confusion.

"Tell your leader to come. My schedule is busy and dragging won't help you."

"What do you mean? It's me!"

"..."

Adam's eyes widened, and his head shot back, shock covering his handsome features.

'How do you want me to guess when you look nothing like the monster from yesterday?!'

Unlike the abomination he had beaten black and blue, he gazed at an elegant elf as tall as Gaston. His green eyes and verdant hair glowed with vitality as the millennia-old styled tunic draping him spoke of long-forgotten Elven history.

He raised his fist to his mouth, his smile vanishing.

"Cough. Congratulations on passing my test."

Then, his eyes narrowed into violet slits as the dwarfs covered their mouths not to laugh at his shenanigans. Discover exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

"What's your answer?"

"I can't trust you, even if your plan sounds good."

Despite his elf appearance, Soma growled like a beast, his lips curling into a threatening grimace.

His facial expression made him understand how uncertain the werewolf was. Still, he had to bring them back, willingly or...

A mana surge erupted from his body, ruffling his hair and whipping his clothes.

"Wait! I didn't mean to say that I refused!"

An icy shiver rocked Soma's body as his hair bristled and his muscles tensed.

"Listen. I want to meet the vampires first. We'll discuss the matter together and give you a joint answer."

He tucked his fingers around his chin, scanning the elf and dropping his intimidation act.

"Alright. I planned to visit them next, anyway. Lead the way."

Truthfully? He couldn't have asked for better. After all, he didn't know where the bloodsuckers dwelled and sifting through the dwarven territory would have consumed too much valuable time.

With a sigh of relief, Soma turned, gesturing to follow him.

The proud elf led them and his charged-like mules citizens into the forest.

"Everyone shapeshift! I want to reach their cave before evening!"

Soma's roar echoed, scaring the birds and animals into a mad escape as hundreds of elves swelled and transformed into colossal wolves.

Fortunately, Soma ordered a few pack members to carry the sixty dwarves on their backs.

He even offered to carry them back to Durazmarn. However, the distrust went both ways. Therefore, he refused, unwilling to take unnecessary risks.

In this unhealthy atmosphere of suspicion, they cleaved through the wind for eight hours, passing by fields, towns, and rivers.

Finally, they reached their destination when the midday sun attacked the werewolves.

He noticed their clothes stick to their sweaty skin when they returned to their humanoid forms and heard their ragged breathing.

'The pace was moderate. Is their weakness against the sun acting?'

He pondered, gathering the dwarfs behind him as if they were on an excursion and followed Soma.

The moment they stepped into the dark cave, they all exhaled in relief and joy as their hunched backs straightened.

He listened to the sound of their steps, confirming his suspicions. With each second passing in the veiled darkness, they echoed with more strength.

However, sudden bright lights gripped his attention.

Simultaneously, the three cloaked vampires lowered their hoods, revealing their incredible beauty despite their deadly pale complexions.

"Welcome to the vampire haven, Shadowfall!"

Carmilla swiped her hands, a proud smile curling on her lips.

But he didn't gaze at her. He was already too absorbed by the mystical underground city and its bright buildings.

If the Academy of Summoning's gothic castle impressed him, Shadowfall utterly stunned him.

Every building was a masterpiece of architecture, different but on par with the luxurious city of Rose.

He gawked for a moment before rushing to Camilla, unable to contain his excitement.

"Is every building enchanted? I can see some engravings. Who built them? Is he still alive?"

He bombarded her with questions, forcing her to scratch her cheek and her eyes to slip sideways.

"Hmm. Calm down, young man. She'll answer your questions during the meeting."

She stepped back, uncomfortable with the proximity.

After all, he had shoved his face a centimeter before hers.

With a cough, she turned and gestured to follow.

However, the kids' excited yells disturbed her. Afraid to draw too much attention, she clapped her hand and explained.

"Unlike werewolves, our birthrate is excessively low. Most couples won't bear children until their death. That's why Hecate mimicked Selene and created more of us."

He frowned at the information.

'How does it make sense? Doesn't she hate him because he transformed her into a vampire? Why would she do the same?'

"Don't misinterpret her intentions. She didn't do it for pleasure, even if she was the only specimen."

A tremor shook her shoulder as she remembered their first meeting six thousand years ago.

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