I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 167: Chapter 168: The Wild and Sexy Elf Sister
 

Spark left, taking with him the promise Lide had given him.

In fact, it was also because Lide coveted the extraordinary power brought by the ancient alchemy magic array; otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent the earnings of the coming years to build this somewhat unreliable magic array.

But in the end, it turned out to be truly delightful. Indeed, the truth law is the only eternal rule across the multi-universe.

“It really is a headache, not only does Dawn City require a large capital injection, but the Crimson Mage Tower is now also entering a bottomless pit mode,”

Lide shook his head, looking somewhat helpless in the study filled with oak bookshelves.

He had thought that once the magic factory was up and running, he wouldn’t have to worry about Gold Puck anymore.

But although he was making more money now, the bigger his operations spread, the more money he had to spend.

There’s no need to mention Dawn City; as the human population soared, more capital was needed for rapid development.

It was still in the nurturing stage, far from the time of harvest.

In financial terms, it would only be time for him to reap when Dawn City could sustain itself and even produce surplus wealth.

However, looking at the situation now, there was still a long way to go from his goal, and he wasn’t in a hurry—a person can’t get fat in one gulp.

After all, it’s just about harvesting crops, it doesn’t make much difference to cut them a day earlier or later.

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The Crimson Mage Tower needed even more investment; the magic factory had become the biggest source of fiscal revenue, and he needed to continue to expand the scale to accumulate more wealth.

Plus, he also needed to foster the market share of the Mysterious Store in Green City, along with various daily expenditures of the Crimson Mage Tower.

And now, this bottomless pit—the ancient alchemy magic array.

It seemed everywhere was reaching out for his money.

Luckily, although the expenses were huge, the income was decent enough to just about balance out, making it break even.

A few Sunshine Hours later, the remaining glow of the sunset disappeared from the sky.

The gaze of the Night Goddess once more surveyed the land.

While most of the mage apprentices were asleep, Lide, who was still reading in the study, suddenly raised his eyebrows.

He turned his head towards the half-open window and stretched out his hand, a cool breeze blowing into the room.

Flap flap~

A bat flew into the study through the window.

After flying around the study a few times, it quietly landed on Lide’s hand.

Lide skillfully took out the secret message from under the bat’s belly.

“Ancestor Crown, I am in Elvis Tavern,” signed by Emi.

Elvis? The best tavern in Green City??

Lide smirked, this local big shot really was something different.

Although Emi had become a Bloodline now, his wanted poster was still hanging on the mission wall of the Green City Mercenary Guild.

Most importantly, it seemed that Elvis Tavern was just a block away from the Knight Temple.

Artists courageous beyond measure, the priests of the Knight Temple knowing of Emi’s presence would probably infuriate them to death, this damn heretic, blasphemer, would definitely be captured and burned alive by them.

He got up, got ready, and left.

“Carlo, prepare the carriage, we are going to Elvis Tavern,”

Carlo, who hadn’t yet gone to bed, immediately perked up upon hearing Lide’s voice, quickly got ready, and came downstairs from his room.

Seeing Lide in the entrance hall, he clasped his chest in greeting.

“Good night, Lord Lide.”

“Um, you’re coming with me to Elvis Tavern.”

“Yes,” Carlo’s face lit up with excitement; although he was now the factory manager of the magic factory, he knew how precious it was to be able to go out with Lide, indicating that his status had significantly improved.

Soon, Carlo had the carriage ready, and Lide comfortably sat in it, heading towards the very famous Elvis Tavern in Green City.

The reason Elvis Tavern was famous was that it was opened by a female elf.

As the race most renowned in the Glory Plane, second only to the giant dragons, the reputation of the Elves was incredibly high everywhere.

Moreover, the key factor was that the elf at the Elvis Tavern was a Master Level elf archer of over Level 15.

With formidable strength coupled with unparalleled beauty, all the nobles of Green City took great pride in frequenting the Elvis Tavern.

The exceedingly high standard of the elves made this tavern the most famous spot in Green City.

Naturally, such a place wasn’t cheap either; a bottle of Elf Rhythm wine, brewed from grapes from the Ancient Forest, could sell for 100 Gold Pucks.

It was not an exaggeration to say that this tavern made several times more Gold Pucks each month than the Crimson Mage Tower.

Though Lide had never visited, he was quite familiar with this tavern.

The Elvis Tavern was located in the central area of Green City, not too far yet not too close to the Crimson Mage Tower.

The night was not a time for the common people; the carriage wheels clacked on the street, the hollow sounds traveling far.

Those still walking the streets included nightingales waiting for patrons and various members of the underground forces or some dark creatures.

However, no matter how terrifying, no one dared to provoke a Mage lord.

At a street corner, some members of the underground forces who were initially interested upon hearing the sound of hooves scattered as far as they could upon seeing the flag hanging on the carriage.

No one would be foolish enough to provoke an Advanced Mage unless they wished for an early embrace from the Death God.

After a Sunshine Hour, the clock on the tower at the street intersection struck 11.

The carriage, treading on the cobblestone, slowly halted beside the road.

Unlike the deserted streets just passed, numerous carriages packed the spaces beside the road, bustling with activity.

“Lord Lide, the Elvis Tavern has arrived.”

Lide opened his eyes, coming out of his meditation state.

“Wait here for me.”

“Yes, Lord Lide.”

Upon stepping off the carriage, Lide was instantly dazzled.

A bizarre yet awe-inspiring building appeared in front of him.

His first impression of the Elvis Tavern was that of a treehouse.

The tavern was not made of stone but entirely of wood; even the round door seemed carved out of a tree hollow.

But what was most surprising was that the timber had sprouted new shoots, lush green leaves enveloping the whole building in greenery.

The treehouse was seven stories high and thirty blades wide, stretching over a hundred blades, with dozens of windows resembling a beehive. Yet, the irregular layout gave it a natural and comfortable grandeur.

The clear air and pleasant environment made this place feel less like a tavern and more like a miracle left behind by the Deep Forest Goddess.

A deep astonishment shimmered in Lide’s eyes—this world was indeed exceptional.

“Respected Mage sir, the Elvis Tavern welcomes your arrival…”

The two guards stationed at the door immediately showed respect upon seeing the half-moon symbol of an Advanced Mage on Lide’s robe.

Next to them, an armored warrior who arrived earlier but was not greeted, with a face full of bristling anger and smelling of alcohol, bellowed.

“Damn bastards, I too am an Advanced Profession holder!! I was here first!!

You lowly servants dare to ignore Audax the Wild Bull!!”

The two guards looked at the Advanced Warrior with disdain and scoff, saying,

“If you dare to shout here and disturb the prestigious guests of the Elvis Tavern again,

I swear, I’ll throw your foolish head into the sewer!”

Startled by this icy warning and their menacing glare, the warrior sobered up a bit and, after casting an indignant glance at Lide, grumbled and left with the support of his female companion.

The Elvis Tavern was no stranger to troublemakers, but the consequence of causing trouble was always the same—being taken away by the Death God.

Clearly, this warrior lacked the guts to defy the Elvis Tavern.

After sending the warrior away, the two guards immediately turned to Lide with a chest bow, apologizing, “Mage sir, those crude mercenaries aren’t worth your concern.”

With just this ordinary scene, the status difference between the warrior and the mage was instantly clear.

Both Level 10 Advanced Professionals, the Advanced Warrior just moments ago was regarded by the guards as nothing more than a stray dog that could be scolded and threatened at will, but when facing an Advanced Mage, their attitude dropped to the lowest.

This was a deeply ingrained disparity.

An Advanced Mage was not something those vulgar warriors could compare to.

Advanced Warriors often came from commoners and lower classes, like merchants and craftsmen,

but Mages, on the other hand, belonged to the absolute noble class, the difference in Glory’s social status was like heaven and earth.

Only after reaching Level 15 would their statuses slightly converge in the value system of Glory,

and only after transcending would they truly beEqual.

Lide had not expected such a development and shook his head.

“Thank you for your reception, I am here to meet a friend…” Emi was waiting for him.

Just then, a voice with a hint of surprise sounded from behind him.

“Huh, what a peculiar aura.”

Lide slightly stunned, turned around, and his eyes narrowed, flashing a barely concealable amazement.

Before him stood a lady with an incredibly graceful figure,

wearing a small leather jacket enchanted with magic on her upper body, tall in stature, with particularly majestic features at her chest.

She wore a leather skirt on the lower body, with a pair of black leather boots on her feet.

What caught the eye was the antique green longbow strapped on her back and the twin intricately carved short blades hanging from her belt, along with a sharp dagger on the inner side of her long, pale thighs.

Wildness and sensuality coexisted.

But what especially enlarged Lide’s pupils were those long, pointed ears.

Elf.

Only elves in this world could possess such outstanding appearances.

This female elf was also the most perfect woman Lide had ever seen, bar none.

That elegance, mixed with a hint of wildness, could captivate any man’s gaze.

Even among the Bloodline race, known for its beautiful features, Lide had not found any woman who could rival the elf before him.

She was stunning.

And the mature aura about this female elf was incredibly intense.

“Your aura, it’s really…” The female elf looked on with curiosity at Lide, her nose twitching slightly.

“Strange.”

“You carry an aura that puts me on edge, something like that of a malevolent life, yet at the same time, there’s an aura about you that I find rather appealing, like, hmm, a divine being??”

“A very strange human indeed.”

This wild elf didn’t seem to care about Lide’s thoughts, talking to herself.

After hearing this, Lide, initially curious, immediately returned to a seasoned veteran’s mindset, and his heart raised great alarm towards this elf.

Is this a dog’s nose? She could discern so much information just by smell.

“Ariel Elvis, human mage, could you tell me your name?” Ariel slightly lifted her head, with a hint of the elves’ inherent arrogance, her tone was calm but that hidden pride was undeniably clear.

A race that planted pride deep in their bones.

Lide looked deeply at Ariel.

“Ariel Elvis

Level: 17

???

???”

No wonder, this was the owner of the Elvis Tavern, and she was a master-level elf archer at Level 17.

Although he was surprised by the other party’s keen insight, his expression remained impeccably calm, with a polite smile on his lips.

“Lide Kachar, master of the Crimson Mage Tower, Lady Ariel, I am honored to visit the Elvis Tavern.”

Ariel looked suddenly enlightened.

“So, you are Spark’s disciple,” she then pursed her lips, clearly not fond of Spark.

After speaking, she approached Lide, quickly closing the distance between them to less than half a dagger’s range.

Ariel pushed out her chest and blinked at Lide, her voice carrying a hint of seduction.

“Are you human?”

Lide, who had been leisurely watching the ball, suddenly felt the hair on his back stand on end. If not for his strong heart keeping him calm, he would have certainly shown a flaw.

His face still wore a steady smile, his black eyes staring directly into those green eyes filled with inquiry.

“No, Lady Ariel, I am not human.”

Ariel’s pupils dilated at that moment, her hand subconsciously resting on the short dagger at her waist.

But the next moment, she relaxed.

“I am merely a martyr in pursuit of Spells. When I started learning magic, the human in me had already died…”

Ariel was caught off guard by Lide’s words but soon regained her composure, her normally clear green eyes taking on a bewitching tint.

She leaned in close to Lide, whispering in his ear as if it were nothing.

“You really are an interesting human, perhaps you should visit the Elvis Tavern more often, I do fancy such a handsome Mage.”

After speaking, she abruptly withdrew, her wild mature woman attire giving off an unusually thrilling vibe.

Lide’s expression remained unchanged until Ariel disappeared from his line of sight, the smile still lingering on his lips.

However, unseen by anyone, beads of sweat continuously rolled down his back.

The moment Ariel had drawn close, he had felt her trying to probe him with some Secret Technique and almost discovered his true nature, but fortunately, at the critical moment, he had shielded himself with the Power of Faith.

Otherwise, there would have been a battle today.

“Lady Ariel, why are you so interested in a human?”

After Ariel got into the carriage, her maid asked with a touch of inquiry.

“No, this is no ordinary human.”

Ariel shook her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

She had clearly sensed an aura unique to Dark Creatures on Lide but ultimately felt an utterly pure power.

This puzzled her.

Elves, being the favored children of nature, possess an acute ability to detect all Negative Energy and Dark Creatures.

No Dark Creature could hide in her presence.

Just now, she had sensed something different about Lide through the Talent in her Elf Bloodline, but upon closer inspection, she discovered a Divine presence in him, a power that was clean and pure.

That kind of purity could only belong to the Light Gods.

And certainly, a Dark Creature could not worship a Light God.

This contradiction piqued her curiosity about Lide.

She was sure that this human was no ordinary person, able to elude her detection was not something anyone could achieve.

Yet Lide could only sigh at how unpredictable the world was, just because he lingered a few extra minutes, nearly getting his true identity discovered by a Level 17 Elf.

Most troubling was that he had now caught her attention; that was the most horrifying part.

Taking a deep breath, though he was surprised to encounter Ariel, a Level 17 High-level Elf, he did not leave but instead walked into the Elvis Tavern with the guards.

But his mood was not as light as when he had arrived.

For some reason, he always felt that the coming time would not be peaceful.

His plan to keep a low profile and grow seemed to be getting disrupted…