Primordial Vampire God System

In Viscount Heath’s office, Viscount Heath was sitting on his chair, listening to a report from a butler.

“The villagers of the Naadi Village still haven’t paid the taxes,” Butler reported.

“Oh? Where did they get the confidence to defy me?” Viscount Heath questioned with an amused look on his face.

“There is a man named Strongwolf there, he is now acting as their leader. He said that they can’t give any taxes since they do not have the money because of the draught last year.

I checked the situation, this is indeed true.

Therefore, a lot of villagers had joined him and are demanding tax annulment.

They say they have nothing to lose and are protesting without the care of their life.”

The more Heath listened, the wider his smile got.

“This Strongwolf, does he have a family?” He questioned with a small smile on his face.

The butler knew his master’s way of doing things, so he expected this question.

“Yes, he has a wife and daughter.” He answered.

Heath’s smile grew wider, “Heh, a wife and a daughter huh…

Alright, take a few soldiers, beat him up, and take his wife and daughter in front of his eyes. Tell everyone that since the man has failed to pay taxes, his daughter and wife will ‘work’ and pay taxes. Also, since Strongwolf dared to go against Viscount Heath, the taxes he needs to pay are tripled.

Of course, do all of this in the middle of the day. Create an example out of that man.

Warn the other villagers to pay the tax by the next week, or else the same will happen to them”

“Is will be done, Master Heath” The butler nodded without any change in his expression.

It was not the first time he had heard this and he knew that this wouldn’t be the last time either.

Viscount Heath likes to play with his ‘opponent’, he loves it when his ‘opponents’ fall on their knees, begging him, while he fucks their wives, mothers, or daughters.

“Continue” Viscount muttered.

“Yes master. So the An-”

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

However, before the butler could continue, a knock was heard.

“Enter” Viscount Heath ordered.

The door opened and a servant entered.

“Master Heath, one of the soldiers who you sent for the Vampires Hunt is here to report something. I tried to tell him that you are busy, but he says it is urgent.”

Hearing about the Vampires, Viscount Heath’s face turned serious and he nodded.

“Let him enter.”

The servant nodded and then left the office, a few minutes later, the soldier entered the room and saluted.

“Viscount Heath!”

The viscount nodded and motioned him to continue.

“Viscount Heath, yesterday, Team B used a calling tablet from Arc Village, but when we reached the place, there was nothing other than blood there, even the villagers of Arc village disappeared. We believe that Team B has met a Misfortune.”

Viscount Heath didn’t say anything, he turned towards his butler and questioned.

“How many people were there in Team B?”

“51, Master. 50 Beginner Stage Cultivators and 1 Advance Stage Cultivator.” The butler answered with a solemn look. He sensed Viscount’s mood when he asked this question and replied accordingly.

The Viscount then turned towards the soldier and questioned.

“So you are telling me, that 50 cultivators were defeated by Slaves Vampires?”

Although his tone was calm, the soldier and the butler could sense how angry he was.

“Y-Yes,” However, no matter how angry the Viscount was, it was his duty to report everything, so the soldier did what he needed to.

Viscount Heath then closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, he took a deep breath and finally calmed himself down.

If it was a normal messenger, he would have beheaded him already, however, he was a soldier, a cultivator, and resources are required to raise cultivators.

He can’t just kill a cultivator just because he was angry.

“How did that happen? Are Vampires that strong now? Can they deal with the Cultivators?” Viscount Heath questioned.

“…”

The soldier stayed silent.

To be honest, he doesn’t want to believe what Viscount Heath said.

“Master Heath…” Suddenly, the butler opened his mouth. Viscount Heath then turned towards him and motioned him to continue.

“Master Heath, it is still not sure if they were defeated by Vampires.”

Viscount Heath’s eyes widened in realization.

Yes, it is not sure if it is done by the vampire- wait.

“But if it was not the work of the Vampires, where are the villagers? What happened to them?” Viscount questioned.

“The people who were behind this might have done this so that they can put the blame on the vampires so that they can mislead us” Butler muttered, he firmly believed that the vampires aren’t strong enough to deal with the cultivators. Even if they can fight them a little, it would be impossible for the vampires to stop them from running away.

The viscount nodded.

What the butler said made sense.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

However, before they could say anything else, a knock was heard again.

“Enter”

The same servant entered and reported.

“Master Heath, a messenger is here to report something”

“Call him in”

Heath ordered.

The messenger then entered the office and reported.

“Master Heath, last night, a total of 263 Vampires disappeared from 6 different Farmlands. The leaders of the Farmlands were found dead, it is believed that these vampires have escaped but no one saw where they went.”

“…” Viscount Heath turned silent and turned towards his butler.

“This proves that your theory is wrong, Butler Landon. These must be the vampires who killed the soldiers and the villagers.”

Butler Landon stood there with an awkward look on his face.

However, he still believed that the vampires aren’t strong enough to do something like that.

Soon, a theory appeared in his mind and his eyes brightened.

“Master Heath.” He called out.

“What now?” Viscount Heath questioned with a frustrated look on his face.

“Master Heath, this incident just proves my theory even more.”

“What do you mean?” The viscount frowned.

“Master Heath, we all know the strength of those slave vampires, they are just a little stronger than normal humans, I can believe that they killed the villagers, but how could 250 slave vampires kill 50 cultivators? Not to mention that there was an advance stage cultivator among them.

I believe that the one behind this incident is someone else, and he is trying to blame the vampires.

He must have killed the farmland leaders and then freed the vampires.

Or else how could vampires of 6 different farmlands, vampires who have never met each other, coordinate so well and escape in a single night at the same time?”

The more butler spoke, the more he thought he made sense.

Which, in a sense he did.

It is just that he failed to calculate variables like Azriel and Ithania.

Viscount Heath nodded, he now started to believe his butler.

“Who do you think is behind all this? Is it Viscount Alger? But would he really set the vampires free just to deceive me?” The viscount muttered.

“Master Heath, it is not like we are sure that those slaves are now set free. For all we know, they might have been killed or sold somewhere else.”

“Indeed. We don’t know what happened to the vampires.”

The viscount then dismissed the soldier and the messenger, before he turned toward his butler.

“Do you think it’s that bastard Alger, who is behind all this?” He questioned.

“That is what I am confused about, Master Heath. According to our spies, Viscount Alger’s soldiers have moved much. But I cannot think of someone else who could be behind this.” The butler answered honestly.

“Isn’t it possible to him to use other nobles?”

“It is possibl-”

“Increase the security of the Farmlands.”

Before Butler Landon could answer, an old man walked in the office and ordered.

“Father.”

“Master Edmund.”

Viscount Heath and butler Landon greeted. The viscount then stood up from his chair and offered it to his father.

Edmund nodded and sat on the chair before he repeated.

“Increase the security of the farmlands. Especially the one where Vampires work. Also, recheck the strength of those slaves, and make sure there are no variables.

Declare that if anyone finds or notices anything, even the smallest of the things, weird, report it.”

“Hmm? Why do you sound so tense, father?” Viscount Heath questioned.

“Master Edmund, do you think that the ones behind this incident are vampires?” Butler Landon questioned.

Edmund first glanced at Viscount Heath, before he turned his head towards butler Landon and seeing their confused expressions, a sigh escaped his mouth.

“I hope your theory about all of this being that Alger’s ploy is correct…”

“Hmm? Why?” Viscount Heath questioned.

There were question marks all over his head.

“I just don’t want to deal with the vampires…”

‘Especially the return of the old vampires…’

Edmund sighed.

However, he didn’t say the last part out loud.