Primordial Vampire God System

“Oi you, yes you, come here and clean everything.”

An exceptionally beautiful woman ordered, she had blonde hair, green eyes, cherry-like red lips and a beautiful face. She had an hourglass-like figure and her curves were alluring, however, in contrast to the devil-like body she has, she wore a white coloured gown that screamed purity.

One noteworthy thing about this woman was her ears, unlike normal humans, her ears were pointed out.

She was an Elf.

A race that is known for its beauty and magic prowess.

Then, the man she called walked up and started cleaning everything.

From his pale skin, it was clear the man was a vampire.

Or a half-vampire, to be more precise.

The man cleaned everything quickly, from how quickly and orderly he was doing everything, it was clear that it wasn’t the first time he has done something like this.

The woman, however, ignored him and then, she turned towards the man with who sitting beside her.

“So, where did you come from again?”

“The Enedtum Village.” The man answered with a smile.

Just like the woman, he had long, pointed ears as well.

“Ah, The Enedtum village? I have never been to that village before.” The woman smiled.

“This is my first time in Shyranto Town as well.” The man answered.

“Mhm, the distance between your village and Shyranto Town is indeed quite large. I am surprised that you even came here.” The woman muttered.

“As I said, I just want to explore everything and everyplace I can before I die.”

“Hahaha~ That is a good way to think indeed.” The woman laughed.

“Mhm,” the man nodded as well.

“So how about I take you around to explore my town? Trust me, you won’t find any better guide than me.” The woman laughed.

“It will be my pleasure.” The man nodded with a smile.

“Alright, the earlier the better, right? Why don’t we start it right now?” The woman muttered as she stood up.

The man stood up as well and the two of them walked away.

However, while they were walking away, the man turned around as he glanced at the vampire who was cleaning the spilled food and his blue eyes shined.

“Heh. What are you looking at?” The woman questioned.

“Wasted food. I do not like it.” The man narrowed his eyes.

“Indeed. I do not like it either.” The woman nodded.

“Especially now, when it has been touched by that filth, we can’t even give it to animals now, else they will curse us to death for giving them the food touched by filth.”

The man’s eyes narrowed dangerously and for a moment, his eyes turned red. The woman, who was walking in front of him stopped, for some reason, her instincts were screaming danger.

And to make it worse, she knew she wouldn’t be able to survive with her current strength.

However, soon, the feeling disappeared and the woman frowned.

‘What happened?’ The woman thought inwardly and looked around.

The man who was walking behind her took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

He can’t do anything stupid here.

Not when he has found a perfect guide to take him around.

Everything will be a lot quicker than before.

For the slow ones, I shall reveal it, the long-eared man was Azriel in disguise.

5 days ago, he killed and devoured an Elf, and since then, he took his identity and explored the Elven towns and villages.

This Shyranto Town was the last town on his list, after this, he wouldn’t have to do this tedious mission of collecting information.

As for those who are wondering how the Elven Blood tasted.

It was the same shit with a different flavour.

He had to drink a whole bottle of Luminia’s blood to get over the taste.

Azriel and the Elven woman continued exploring the town.

For these last 5 days, Azriel had noticed something.

Elves treated the Vampire slaves with the most ‘gentleness’.

They only keep them to clean everything, the streets, the houses, etc.

There was no form of physical beating, forcing them to carry goods or prostitution. Not only that, the vampires here wore clean clothes.

No, it was not because the Elves were kind.

The only reason they did not do something like this was that they thought of vampire slaves as ‘filthy’.

Yes, they were too filthy to touch, so they don’t beat them or use them as prostitutes.

Similarly, they were too filthy to even touch Elven goods, therefore, no one forced them to carry any goods, let alone heavy ones.

Of course, Azriel wasn’t the least bit happy about this.

‘Heh.

Too filthy?

Oh really? Then why didn’t you say that in front of the noble Vampires in the past?

Huh? What? You weren’t brave enough? Or were the vampires’ not ‘filthy’ back then.

Hahaha~ Don’t worry, the vampires won’t remain ‘filthy’ for too long.’

A cold smile appeared on Azriel’s face when he thought about all this.

The mission which they thought would take around a week was longer than they expected. It was already the start of the third week, however, the good thing was that this was the last town Azriel has to explore, so the mission was finally ending

For these past 2 weeks, Azriel has explored countless villages and towns where other races live and has seen how these races treat vampires.

The elves, they considered vampires filthy.

The dwarves, the short race didn’t care, they just forced them to do physical work and hammer in the smithy.

Of course, the vampires cannot ‘enchant’ the products like the dwarves, they just need to do the physical labour, the rest is done by the dwarves.

As for the Beastmen, well, since the Beastmen is a diverse race, they used vampires differently, the Lionmen and Tigermen treated them as punch bags, the Catmen treated them as labour, and some sexually active race like rabbit men treated them as prostitutes.

An interesting thing to note was that most, none of these ‘vampires’ are half-humans half-vampires, there are no half-elf half-vampire, or half-Beastmen half-vampire or half-dwarves half-vampires,

Elves, he could understand, however, Azriel couldn’t understand why there were no half Beastmen and half dwarves.

Well, he will ask his teacher later when he meets her.

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“This is the town hall, the Town head lives here,” The woman who was walking in front of Azriel muttered with a smile.

Azriel smiled back.

It was has been 2 hours since they started roaming around the town and this was probably the last place they will visit.

Azriel didn’t find anything new, so this trip was pretty much useless for him.

Now, he only wanted to return.

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After a few ‘pleasantries’ Azriel left the Eleven town and retried to where Ithania was.

“You look tired,” Ithania muttered with a smile as she closed the book she was reading.

“Oh yeah? Well, unlike you, I actually did something productive!” Azriel retorted.

“Yeah yeah, I am surprised a brute like you could do something that requires this much patience. Maybe you are not as much of a brute as I thought you were.” Ithania smiled.

“And you are still as much of a Bookworm as I thought you were!” Azriel spat.

Ithania’s mouth twitched, however, she knew that he had worked hard, therefore, she didn’t say anything.

“Should we continue with our plan then?” She questioned.

“Don’t you want to go there?” Suddenly, Azriel questioned.

“Go where?”

“To pay respect to your mother.”

A small smile appeared on Ithania’s face.

Azriel remembered and valued it as if it was something important, she won’t deny it, she felt pleasant in her heart.

‘Although he is a Brute, he is a considerate brute’ She thought inwardly and chuckled.

“Alright, we will be going to the Moonlight Town next, it will take a few hours though,” Ithania muttered.

Azriel nodded, he then sat on the Flying Carpet, Ithania sat down behind him as well and grabbed his waist.

She then pointed in a direction and Azriel nodded as the two of them flew in the direction she pointed to.

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“Heh. This town did not change at all…” Ithania muttered as she smiled, however, her smile was anything but warm.

It was as if she wanted to burn the whole town down.

Azriel noticed that, he then tightened his grip around her hand to calm her down.

They were here to pay respects, not to destroy everything.

Of course, no one is stopping them from burning the entire place down after they were done with the important stuff.

An excited smile appeared on Azriel’s face as he thought about this.

“Alright, let us visit the prostitution house first,” Ithania muttered.

“Alright,” Azriel nodded.

The two of them then walked into the prostitution house, the place where Ithania was born, and as soon as he entered the place, Azriel stopped.

“What happened?” Ithania questioned with a frown.

“Something is wrong here.”