I Transmigrated To A Mafia Character From A BL Dark ! - Chapter 187

R-15 (Bloody scenes).

Johnathan considered himself a very rational and controlled person, he trained a lot for it after the catastrophic transformation and the dangerous situations he found himself numerous times after that fateful day, being persecuted by the church of the god of light, by the elves of the temple of nature and by the mages of the Wizards Republic.

Vampires were not well-liked in many societies, especially a vampire-like him who was immune to sunlight could siphon MANA from mages, and had a high tolerance for sacred energy and the natural energy of the gods.

An abomination.

A true living monstrosity.

Of course, him being chased was nothing more than a burnt-faced, failed prince, the laughter of the entire imperial family, being hunted down was nothing but fun for everyone.

The forbidden social joke and a delight among those who feared and loved imperial power, easy laughter, and fun banter.

Johnathan could bear the smell of blood from small cuts or even a deep wound, as long as he kept a reasonable distance to run away in some cases.

Drinking blood for a living wasn’t such a difficult thing to get used to, he just had to let go of what little humanity he still had and bathe in the blood that seemed to him the most delicate of delicacies, that excited him in a way he could never feel for any reason something else.

However, Johnathan was stubborn enough to resist that vile side of him and manage to keep master of himself, there were other ways to obtain the source of life, such as absorbing the vital energy of the environment, but the stomach that seemed to quiver inside him and the dry throat that he felt even more sore than usual at the sight of that fresh blood with tremendous and foolish envy of the wooden floor that innocently absorbed that blood on the floor.

Emery spat out more blood, the delicious blood seemed not to stop pouring out as if teasing the vampire with such waste, the man’s lips dried even more and the once well-trimmed fingernails elongated like talons and the fangs trembled painfully in arousal vehemently to urge Johnathan to get the food faster.

The feast his cousin was throwing was too tempting.

“If you don’t hurry to take his blood, I’m afraid this human is going to die from having too much bad blood inside him right now” the chicken that seemed to act the most like a haughty peacock, puffed out its chest and spoke with a clear tone and voice beautifully.

Rufus, who was still confused by the whole event, was only aware of two things at that moment, he had gone to a different world, apparently, but it was the same world he lived in before.

He still couldn’t quite understand where he was.

The second thing is that this human who bled on the floor was somehow the vessel of the almighty titan, Kronos, despite the human having a very questionable physique and a bit of scary power, but that he at the height of his power could easily banish those supernatural energies.

This vessel was too weak for power as great and frightening as Kronos’s.

“You’ll just stare, take the human somewhere else and take care of it. Because of my power, his natural energy has grown even more and is negatively affecting his body with a lot of vitality… You need to take that vitality away from him until the other powers can suppress the natural energy and restore balance to his body.”

Johnathan, who had his body still like a statue very close to Emery, but without making any movement seemed not to hear Rufus, who got angry and jumped on the masked man’s head.

“There is no way you can kill him, even if you can quench his great thirst, his natural energy is too great and will continue the healing process continuously. If you don’t, I’ll have to call the little elf over there to share the burden, it’s not every day I see a great priest strolling through places like this” Rufus said, pondering some more.

If the vampire didn’t want to cooperate he would have to help pass that human’s natural energy to the elf, of course, that natural energy had godlike characteristics that could end up hurting the dark elf a little in the process.

However, there was no one more important to Rufus than Emery, after all, the world depended on the resurgence of Kronos.

Unlike Layla, who knew well that Kronos was so much worse than the invaders, Rufus, blinded by the thirst for revenge, ardently desired the titan’s resurgence to end all those dirty invaders and the traitor god of darkness.

“I understand”

After a minute of silence that seemed too long, Johnathan spoke in an icy tone, Emery, who felt his entire body burning from the inside out, vomited blood once more.

The group didn’t know how to act, except Bryan who had some healing ability, the other two didn’t know anything about it. Even stranger was seeing Johnathan standing in the middle with the red chicken on his head, looking down at Bishop Darcy being sick.

“I can heal him,” Bryan said, taking a few steps forward, but the chicken as fast as the blink of an eye was already in front of the dark elf with its wings spread.

If he were a big chicken, it might even cause some momentary panic, but he was the size of a 500 ml pet claw, too small and fluffy to cause any grandeur.

Bryan stops walking to avoid stepping on the little chicken and dodging the bird, he goes to Emery.

Apparently, Bryan and the others didn’t overhear Rufus and Johnathan’s conversation, he then annoyed at being ignored by a small dark elf released his power and trapped him in a golden cage.

Oliver the little green bird was enraged and tried to attack Rufus, only to be hugged by the hen, and they rolled on the floor, feathers flying everywhere, but the cage didn’t get weaker because of it.

“If you put more nature energy into it, it will die” Rufus warned and everyone looked at the little chicken in surprise.

“But…” Bryan still tried to argue but stopped talking when he saw Johnathan take Emery in his arms like a princess… or more like a horror movie heroine covered in her own blood.

“He’ll take care of this human, now come on little elf, I’ll teach you how to drink nature’s blood,” the little chicken said haughtily and powerfully, only to be pushed by Oliver, and they rolled to the ground once more.

Bryan was released from the cage, watching Johnathan walk away to the room they shared.

He felt strangely jealous and a little hungry, there was an excellent smell coming from Emery that hadn’t been there before.

“What do you mean Bryan taking blood from the wild?” Mattia asked the chicken that he was released by Oliver after the dark elf was released from the cage.

So, Rufus went to explain to the young people about nature’s blood.

It was nothing more than excess vitality in the body, like an overdose of hormones that can overload the organs that are responsible for cleaning and balancing the body, such as the kidneys, liver, and pancreas.

So, there has to be a withdrawal from that vitality of production, which is what Johnathan was going to do.

Johnathan was a little reluctant to let Emery’s body touch the floor, the blood continued to flow; he could barely breathe without breathing in the scent of blood that seemed so sweet to him.

“It hurts a lot… Azarphy does something…” Emery complained grabbing Johnathan’s clothes, clearly delirious, his body was so hot.

“Take a deep breath, try to breathe… Calm down, the pain will pass”

Johnathan comforted Emery, despite having no idea who Azarphy was, perhaps a relative or close friend.

The mask made a muffled sound as it was thrown to the ground by Johnathan. The burnt face was finally shown to the world once more, the midday sunlight touching such an ominous face at the same time luminously falling on Emery’s face that looked very helpless with blood splattered on his delicate features.

The discomfort and pain were evident, Johnathan momentarily forgot about the disgust on his face and used the CLEAN spell to clean the precious and probably delicious blood from Emery’s body.

Johnathan’s mind felt less pressured as the tempting scent was much lessened, while Emery felt a little better and a lot less sticky.

“It hurts…” Emery moaned with tears not falling in his eyes, he didn’t expect suddenly to become a crybaby, but that pain pressing into every corner of his body was unbearable.

“Calm down, it will pass,” Johnathan said holding Emery’s body in his arms, fangs emerged bringing the excruciating pain of his dry throat and long-empty stomach.

Emery continued to complain, going back to gripping as tightly as he couldn’t feel his cousin/teacher’s clothes.

He only felt two needles enter his neck, a light, invasive prick that made him shiver.