I Want to Break Free from the Vampire’s Blood Bag

I’m Dying Master

‘……’

Isn’t this like a scene often seen in movies?

A door closing in the darkness, and someone from the past harboring grudges targeting me.

But let’s think about this logically.

How long has it been since I enrolled? What are the chances of something like that happening?

‘Unnecessary thoughts…’

– Whoosh.

– Pow!

A quick kick aimed at my face.

I instinctively blocked it with both arms.

‘Crazy.’

I immediately created distance and held on until my eyes adjusted to the darkness.

Something writhes in the darkness.

– Shik! Chik!

This is not a sound made by mouth.

Someone is genuinely throwing punches at me with killing intent.

I stepped back, focusing solely on defense.

-Thwack, pow, smack!

Judging by the fluttering sound of fabric with each strike, I could guess it was a knight cadet’s uniform.

The cadet uniform is quite a tight shirt, plus they wear a jacket over it.

-Thump, whoosh!

Seems they decided this wasn’t working, as they threw off their clothes.

‘A knight cadet…’

While I’m not sure about academy cadet levels, in a situation where neither of us can see well, I have the advantage.

After all, I was just organizing this place until now.

-Whap!

They dive towards me.

‘There’s a pile of books in that direction.’

I created a slight distance before calmly using the obstacle to trip them up.

-Thud.

“Ugh!”

-Crash.

Whether their reach was shorter than mine, or they were just careless, they fell for it perfectly.

“Shit!”

-Clatter.

And then there was a sound of something getting tangled up.

I’m starting to see his face. A man, as expected?

‘Damn it!’

Square glasses and medium-length hair.

Among the people I saw today, the one wearing glasses…

‘Where did I see them? The pervert wasn’t wearing glasses, for one.’

The only man I spoke with today was the pervert who warned me at the flying factory.

Then…

‘Die, you demon bastard!!’

He charged at me while shouting like a third-rate villain.

Our fists collide.

-Thud, Pow! Pow!

-Pow! Papow!

This time, since we’ve both gotten used to the darkness, the exchange lasted longer than before.

‘Is this Imperial fighting style?’

But that won’t work on me.

-Whack!!

My soccer kick strongly struck his side.

‘Puheh!’

-Crash.

As he collapses, what appears to be saliva sprays everywhere.

‘Arein is sensitive to smells…’

The guy, seemingly tireless, got up and adjusted his stance.

-Swoosh.

“Kugh. Kek. For a filthy demon scum… where did you learn to fight like that?”

Hands positioned near the head. The stance he took was definitely Imperial style.

As expected of a knight, perfectly trained in the orthodox style. He must have practiced diligently since childhood.

“I’d appreciate if you revealed your identity first.”

I never thought I’d say such a line, but in this situation, there was nothing else to say.

But predictably, he didn’t give me the answer I wanted.

“Just like a demon scum. Even your stance is vulgar?”

“Yet I seem to be the only one landing effective hits?”

In demon families, I was the human sandbag used to break down Imperial fighting techniques.

If a newbie in Korea learns Tekken by getting beaten by veterans, I learned through real-life Tekken by taking actual hits to survive.

“Shut up! I don’t want to talk with a demon’s lackey.”

The guy adjusted his glasses while keeping his eyes on me. That appearance…

“I remember now!”

He was the student council officer who was talking with Arein in the first-class cabin of the airship.

He seems to be the one who conveyed Eliana’s intention to make me the commoner representative to Arein.

It was hard to remember since he was just an extra who briefly passed by.

“I guess I’ll need to remember the faces of supporting characters better from now on…”

He must be an upperclassman like Vice President Eliana.

But why is he after me?

The glasses-wearing senior threatened me with a vicious voice.

“What nonsense are you muttering to yourself? You, filthy demon, will receive justice personally from me.”

“That’s harsh, senior…”

“Shut up! Don’t call me senior!”

-Whiing,

As he took a swordsman’s stance, a very faint aura began to generate from his body.

Though it was far less compared to a Sword Expert, it was evidence of innate talent.

“So you weren’t just an ordinary Seed?”

“I’m different from a demon’s slave like you! Don’t carelessly speak the name of Seeds!”

If he’s going to disrespect me like this, why did he try to get me to join the student council?

The answer came from the glasses guy’s mouth.

“All of this is for Lady Eliana!”

“What?”

“Lady Eliana is always pure and consistent. But a worthless being like you is interfering with Lady Eliana’s path as a knight!”

Sorry, but I don’t understand what he’s talking about.

It seems like he’s Eliana’s stalker with a twisted love including paranoid delusions…

“You clearly attacked first, right? I’m just acting in self-defense.”

“What?!”

Thwack. Pow!

‘What! Is this!’

Thud!

I quickly approached and broke his stance, then grabbed him by the collar and pulled up.

Grip.

His body starts to rise into the air.

‘Let, let go! Get your filthy hands off! The only one who can touch my body is…’

And I gave him a slap across the face to wake him up properly.

Smack!

Clatter.

His glasses go flying. And I add a lecture on top of that.

‘I don’t think Eliana would stay quiet if she knew about this underhanded scheme.’

While this Eliana person might be nosy, as the vice president, she would think rationally.

But to instigate something like this without backing? No way. This is 200% this guy’s impulsive action.

‘Shut up…! With that mouth, Lady Eliana’s name…’

‘No time.’

Let’s communicate with actions.

Smack.

I loosened the force in my voice and muttered.

‘Sorry, but I’m in a bad mood today.’

SLAP!

And I hit the same spot one more time.

His face was already starting to swell.

“So tell me the exact reason, quickly.”

“…This is my chivalry.”

Uh… really? Is that really all?

While I was dumbfounded, this guy started his grand explanation.

“Since ancient times, great heroes have always faced obstacles and crises. As a servant, what could be more glorious than dealing with the trash approaching my lord and sacrificing myself heroically? This is the ultimate chivalry I pursue…!”

Now he’s spouting lines that could be from a third-rate animation.

“Hmm, this is definitely a fantasy world alright. So let me hit you some more.”

Just as I was about to hit him again.

BZZZZT!

“Ugh!”

A sudden sharp pain shoots through my thigh.

SWOOSH.

He broke free from my grip and created distance between us again.

“Hehehehe.”

A small handle-shaped cylinder. What he held in his hand was a magical tool.

It’s the type that normally exists as just a handle, but when the user infuses their mana, it becomes a strongly vibrating magical dagger.

I guess I had dismissed it as just some self-defense item.

“Kuhah… Kuhahahahah!! This… this… is the sword bestowed upon me by Lady Eliana…”

“It’s not bestowed, it’s probably just student council supplies or something…”

*Crackle!*

*Swoosh.*

His movements were swaying as if drunk. That’s why I could easily dodge this time.

“Kuhahahahaha!”

The guy was definitely insane. Perhaps because his abnormal beliefs were denied, both his focus and physical balance had completely collapsed.

In a typical game, this would just be a duel following the rules between a third-rate villain and a knight.

This is quite a radical development from the very beginning of the academy.

‘I’m going to be late.’

He has a weapon. Plus, I’m quite tired today because of the luggage cart.

I looked toward the door of the management office. Is no one planning to come?

“What should I do.”

“Where are you looking! Die!”

*Crackle!*

I step back to the side once more to dodge. By now, I had reached the front of other luggage.

“Kuhah! This is the authority of the student council. You can only leave this place dead.”

“Right, so you’re not planning to end this easily?”

“Lady Eliana must grow up seeing only noble things and living nobly!! She’s not someone who should waste her attention on a demon like you!!!”

*Crackle!*

His magical device’s output began to increase.

Right, just use a little. Just a little…

‘Remaining Blood.’

[Remaining Blood: 18]

It’s filled up a bit. So it fills about 1 per hour…

Leave 10, about 8, 8 should be enough.

‘I shall pay the price with 8 blood.’

[Using 9!]

-Surge.

Once again, the holy grail sloshes.

“Ugh.”

But the squeezing pain didn’t last long.

“?”

[Spell Failed]
[Remaining Blood: 9]

Damn. A failure at this timing.

-Crackle!

“!”

This time I barely dodged it. Above all, the accumulated fatigue made it difficult to approach that guy.

‘If I can just succeed once, considering the margin of error…!’

Safely use 4? No. Too little.

It’s a gamble but I have to use 7. Surely it won’t hit the worst margin of error?

‘Pay the price with the blood of 7.’

[Using 9!]

Done. Perfect. This should be enough.

[Spell Success]
[Strength increased by 18%!]
[Time remaining: 10 minutes]
[Remaining Blood: 0]

No time to feel the pain. I focus my consciousness only on the feeling of my body becoming lighter.

*Swoosh*

Hehehe! Come on!

*Crackle*

I go straight for him and sweep away his arm.

*Thud*

*Roll roll*

His magical tool falls.

‘No! My holy sword!!’

‘What holy sword.’

*Wham!*
I don’t miss this chance and push him down hard.
‘Urgh!’

And just as I was about to take a mount position and beat him up…

‘Huh?’

[※Bleeding Status]

-Drip.

I hadn’t noticed in the darkness, but warm liquid was flowing from my thigh where I had been attacked earlier.

[Current Blood: -1]

[Penalty is being generated]
[※-1 ~ -5: Vision Impairment]

“Ugh.”

A sharp pain strikes my eyeballs. My vision turns red. My whole body feels slightly painful as if covered in small cuts.

Too much time has been wasted. Besides, I probably don’t have any blood left for Arein to drink.

“This is annoying.”

My irritation towards the glasses guy surges rapidly. Right, I’ll just beat him up, but not enough to kill him.

-Grip.

I put all my strength into my arm.

“W-wait!”

-Thwack!

“Kuhak!”

-Thwack!

“P-please… spare me…”

-THWACK!

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‘Since I’ll get in trouble if blood gets on the book…’

I adjust my grip to avoid getting blood on it as much as possible.

‘Damn it.’

The whole world is red.

I don’t remember much after that. But I couldn’t make too big of a scene since I needed to get to Arein right away.

After giving him a good beating, I tied him up in the storage room, so they’ll investigate on their own tomorrow.

‘Ugh.’

[Current: Blood -5]
[※-1 ~ -5: Vision impairment]

Though I managed to stop the bleeding somehow, my whole body is in terrible shape due to internal injuries from using magic multiple times.

Still, it’s not like I’m going to die.

The Royal Class dormitory manager saw me and said with a somewhat serious face.

‘Did you get beaten up somewhere? I think we should call a priest.’

‘I have something to deliver to the young lady. I’ll get treatment after I deliver this…’

I held out the access pass I was given earlier.

He stared at the pass and said in an annoyed tone.

“So it was a slave. It’ll be hard to call a priest, but there’s a temporary sanctuary next to the dormitory, so go there. I’ll deliver the spellbook for you.”

“Ah, no. That’s alright. I need to go myself.”

He handed me a towel, gesturing to go upstairs, as if telling me to wipe off the blood.

“Ugh.”

My head is spinning. I practically had to drag myself to Arein’s room.

This short corridor feels as long as a marathon course.

At least since only 20 people live in the Royal Class dormitory, no one will see me in this zombie-like state.

If this penalty is already this painful, I can’t imagine what’s next.

‘I’ll apologize and then head to the sanctuary first.’

I took a deep breath and knocked on Arein’s door.

-Knock knock.

“……”

Is she already asleep?

-Knock knock…

-Click

Whether Arein used magic or not, the door opened automatically.

But the interior visible through the door crack was as dark as a cave.

“Lady Arein?”

Is this an invitation to enter?

I slipped through that gap.

‘Ah… My lady. I’m sorry I’m late. But I’m not feeling well today, so I’ll just give you this and…’

-BANG!

As soon as I stepped inside, the door slammed shut forcefully.

‘……’

Before I could finish speaking, darkness greeted me like déjà vu.

‘Um… my lady?’

-Grab.

Her soft hand grips my arm.

And then her voice continues coldly.

‘You’re late.’

-Thud!

She roughly pulls my body inside.

‘Ah… my lady, just a moment…!’

My body is dragged along helplessly by her vampiric strength.

-BANG!

Simultaneously, my body collides with what appears to be a table in the darkness.

-CRASH!

-CLATTER! Splash.

All the items piled there fall and shatter. Following that, I could hear the sound of liquid flowing.

‘My lady, I’m sorry. I’m not feeling well…’

“Shut up.”

*Thud.*

Arein tears my shabby clothes. Then she bit.

*Chomp!*

“Ugh!”

[※Bleeding Status]

[Current Blood: -6]
[Penalty will be generated]
[※-6 ~ -15: All abilities are reduced by half]

‘I’m screwed.’

Arein pressed close to me and spoke in a low voice.

“You’re late?”

“I’m really sorry but today I’m all beaten u… ugh!”

*Crunch!*

It’s much deeper than usual. It hurts like hell. Arein’s fangs were sharper than ever.

“Urgh…”

*Sink.*

She made me sit on the bed while keeping her bite firm.

“My lady. Please just listen to my explanation fir… oop!”

It’s a silence spell. No voice can be produced.

“…Your scent is strong.”

Wup?

…What have you been doing?

Well, I did sweat a lot while fighting. It’s only natural that I’d smell of sweat.

Wup wup.

As I hesitated to speak, or rather, couldn’t speak, she spoke first.

That woman from the Endelson family?

Wup wup!!…

Did you?

Wup wup wup wup!!!

Right, you’re a human man after all…

Why is Floria suddenly being brought up? She seems to have seriously misunderstood something.

-Plop.
“Wup!”

-Swoosh.

Arein pushed my upper body down onto the bed and stood over me.

Even in the darkness, the slip Arein was wearing was faintly glowing.

That thin fabric with one shoulder strap fallen appeared to me only in an intense red.

“A slave who doesn’t know their place needs to be educated directly by their master.”

And Arein gathered her flowing black hair into a bundle. Her side hair naturally fell, creating a half-tied state.

Though I’ve never seen it firsthand, isn’t this how the succubi of Pandemonium drain life force?

-Rustle.

‘Mmph!’

And then she overlaps her body with mine.

Though the stiff lace hurt like a sting whenever it touched my body, at the same time I felt an inexplicable sense of elation.

*Swoosh*

Along with the soft sensation, I could feel her body temperature. But the pleasant feeling was only momentary.

*Chomp*

‘Hngh!!!’

This time she bites a different spot. I’m already bleeding from three places.

[※Excessive Bleeding State]

[Current Blood -12]
[※Below -16 will result in a critical state. You may lose consciousness as a defense mechanism]
[Let’s conserve blood!]

‘Ugh. Ah, Miss. W-wait a moment!!’

As if the silence was broken, words finally burst out.

*Slurp* *Slurp*

But my blood continued to flow into her mouth.

[Current Blood: -13]

Now I truly have no strength left in my body. At the same time, my vision starts to black out.

*Sluuurp*

[Current Blood: -14]

I’m going to die, I’m really going to die.

‘Master, I’m dying… I’m dying…’

She pauses briefly and mutters.

‘Yes, die. Today.’

-Crack!

[Current Blood: -16]
[Penalty is being generated]
[Unconscious]
My arms scatter into the air.

Consciousness gradually fades.

Perhaps I will never truly escape from this person.

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[Acquired 1 point of Seven Deadly Sins: Envy from ‘Arein S. Asphodel’]
[Acquired 2 points of Seven Deadly Sins: Lust from ‘Arein S. Asphodel’]