Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 303 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 40

With the tower crisis temporarily averted, Lu Si'en looked up, his expression suddenly relaxing. "Father is amazing."

Mosen Cain nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

"Wait for Father."

Lu Sien's face flashed with anxiety, "You just came from the tower, did you see Little Hill?"

The little guy ran off to the tower without warning, leaving his father anxiously waiting.

“I saw it…” Mosen Cain slowly turned his head, a faint light flickering in his deep and mysterious eyes. That fluctuation was fleeting, but it was still keenly caught by Lu Sien, who had been watching him closely.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, like a mournful melody. A few withered yellow leaves danced in the wind, seemingly sensing the somber atmosphere, and fell one by one, as if in silent tribute to someone.

Lu Si'en's mood was like these fallen leaves, uneasy and anxious.

“Hilgarwin lifted the curse on the vampires, but he… went to the gods.”

“…God…” Lu Si’en’s eyes widened suddenly, “You…you mean…”

He will never come back.

Mosen Cain spoke those words calmly as always, and Lu Si'en's heart skipped a beat. In disbelief, he cried out, "Father!"

Hilgearn was such a young child; he couldn't possibly know about curses or any so-called gods. He suddenly stepped forward, blocking his revered father, and demanded through gritted teeth, "Did you make Hilgearn do this? Did you?"

Mosen Cain just stared at him expressionlessly, saying nothing. Lu Sien was trembling all over, not only because of Zhao Zhao, but also because of this cold and ruthless father.

Although his father was very cold and indifferent to people, Lu Si'en always believed that his father loved them. Now, this matter has forced him to rethink things.

“You have no heart. Hilgaven is such a young child, he doesn’t understand anything… Why… why should he have to suffer like this?”

His every word was filled with doubt and confusion, but Morsen Cain only uttered two words, "Get out of the way."

"..."

Lu Sien remained silent, stepped aside, and without the slightest hesitation, turned around abruptly and sped towards the towering skyscraper.

However, just as he was about to reach the tower, a powerful hand suddenly reached out from behind him, easily grabbed him, and pulled him back.

The power of the progenitor of the vampires was unfathomable, far beyond what these princes could contend with. Faced with such an absolute disparity in strength, any resistance would be futile.

"Go back to the vampire clan!" Morsen Cain said coldly, seemingly not feeling the need to offer any further explanation.

He was well aware of the potential consequences of his actions, but he had long since accepted the coldness and ruthlessness.

He stared intently at Lu Si'en, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Don't cause me any trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, an incredibly powerful and suffocating bloodline pressure swept towards Lu Si'en like a tidal wave.

The force was so powerful that Lu Si'en was unable to resist it at all; his body involuntarily bent over, and he was covered in sweat.

Faced with such overwhelming power, Lu Si'en was powerless to fight back.

Not long after, he was taken back to the vampire territory by Morsen Cain.

Although the curse on him had been lifted and he no longer had to worry about falling into a long sleep, he still felt extremely tired.

Since returning to the vampire clan that day, Lu Sien has been in a coma and has not woken up.

Meanwhile, Damian remained in a deep sleep, while the other princes stayed in the distant lands of the vampire clan.

At this moment, only Morsen Cain remained, the sole survivor of the entire vampire clan.

The already eerie castle was now even more deathly silent, as if shrouded in an invisible gloom, devoid of any vitality.

……

"what."

When Zhao Zhao opened his eyes again, he found himself back in that white, misty area. Hadn't he gone to see the god?

strangeness.

"system?"

Fortunately, this time when he called out to the system, it responded, saying, "[Host, don't worry, you're still alive.]"

"Ah."

The system's words were the greatest tranquilizer. Zhao Zhao relaxed and thought optimistically, "Being alive means there's still a chance to return to the vampire clan."

He still has seven months to live; logically speaking, it's impossible for him to leave so soon.

So he hopped and skipped around in this vast white space.

Bouncing, bo ...

Zhao Zhao jumped suddenly, and suddenly a pair of golden cloud-patterned robes appeared out of thin air in front of her.

The figure looks so familiar... but I can't place it.

Zhao Zhao looked up, and the person in front of her... no, perhaps a god, had his face shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

His demeanor was both stern and gentle. He wore an incomparably noble robe, and his figure was tall and straight like a pine tree. Just standing there, he was captivating.

Zhao Zhao stared intently at him, her head tilting slightly, her fair hands unconsciously rubbing the hem of her clothes. "God?"

"Heh." God chuckled and approached him. "Since you like to call me that, then so be it." His voice was muffled and hard to hear clearly, but it was always tinged with a smile.

Zhao Zhao could clearly sense that God was in a very good mood.

The gentle and approachable god knelt down before him, lowered his noble head, and patted Zhao Zhao's head. Instantly, the fatigue of the past few days vanished.

"Huh? How could the soul damage be so severe?"

Zhao Zhao was stunned. She hadn't expected that just by being touched, he could even understand her soul.

!

Oh no, system...

Sure enough, the laughing voice rang out again a second later, "Is it the system inside your body that's causing this?"

"Is he good to you?"

"..." Two questions in a row were fatal, leaving Zhao Zhao speechless and covered in cold sweat.

Before God, it seemed as if all his secrets were discovered.

Why was it discovered?

This kind of thing didn't happen in the previous few worlds.

"System." This time he called the system again, but there was no response.

Zhao Zhao silently took two steps back, swallowed hard, and asked nervously, "What...what do you want me to do here?"

Seeing the cub's obvious fear of him, Shen paused slightly and softened his voice even more, "You...are you afraid of me?"

Zhao Zhao nodded subconsciously, then shook his head. Intuitively, it seemed that this god did not intend to harm him.

"Heh, silly child." His doting laughter rang out again, and for some reason, the more Zhao Zhao heard it, the more she wanted to cry.

A wave of sorrow washed over him, seemingly without cause. He didn't know why, but could only attribute it to fear of God and a desire to leave this unfamiliar and unsafe place. "Why did you call me here? I don't want to stay here. I'm scared. I want to go home."

Seeing the cub pouting as if about to cry, he paused, at a loss for words, "I...I just wanted to see you..."

He raised his hand, wanting to wipe away the cub's tears, but saw that the cub turned its head away and refused to look at him, even covering its ears and crying even harder.

"Sigh, you're throwing a tantrum again." A helpless sigh rang out. The god stood up, lowered his eyes, and casually straightened his sleeves, reverting to his aloof and unapproachable demeanor.

"You know, I've never been able to do anything with you." From childhood to adulthood, he has almost always gone along with his wishes.

"You go."

"what?"

God's attitude was resolute, and this time it was Zhao Zhao's turn to hesitate and be dumbfounded.

No, you let him go back so easily?

"Are you really letting me go back? And you don't need me to do anything?"

"No need, after all, I just wanted to see you."

We've meticulously planned for thousands of years, all for this one moment of meeting.

God smiled again, waved his sleeve at Zhao Zhao, and simply said, "We will meet again someday."

"Wait for me..."

Then, a flash of golden light appeared before Zhao Zhao's eyes, and she lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself sleeping in a coffin. The bloodline connection with my vampires was incredibly strong. Hmm? It seems I've returned to the vampire clan?

Zhao Zhao stretched and thought about her mission. The side quest was completed and the main quest was almost done. She planned to close her eyes and take a good nap. However, as soon as she closed her eyes, a tall figure with a familiar aura opened the coffin lid in front of her.

By the moonlight, Zhao Zhao could see clearly that it was his handsome and powerful ancestor father.

"Hilgarven? You...you're back?"

A cold, urgent voice rang in her ears. Zhao Zhao opened her eyes and found herself once again in her father's incredibly reassuring embrace.

The scene before him was very familiar, slowly overlapping with the scene when he first came into this world.

The scene was exactly the same, only the state of mind was different.

Her father hugged her very tightly, and Zhao Zhao felt uncomfortable. She slapped his hand hard, saying, "I'm suffocating... let... go."

“…I’m sorry.” Mosen Cain was indeed overwhelmed by the surprise and loosened his grip, but still did not let go of his arms.

The cubs looked nonchalant, as if they weren't surprised by the phenomenon; they were even more indifferent than Morsencain.

"Did God send you back?" he asked.

Zhao Zhao nodded.

"Did he bully you? Did he threaten you?" he asked again.

Zhao Zhao rested her chin on her hand, carefully considering what she had said to God and how they had spent time together, only to find that she had no recollection of it at all.

"I think should not be."

Mosen Cain frowned. Seeing Zhao Zhao's bewildered expression, he knew he wouldn't get anything out of her.

He then carried Zhao Zhao and left the room.

The vampire curse has been lifted, and they are no longer afraid of sunlight, but their millennia-old habits have not changed easily. The castle remains as dark as ever, whether it is day or night.

"Father, why are you taking me there?"

Mosen Cain said in a calm voice, "Go wake up Lu Sien."

Ever since Zhao Zhao left, that brat has refused to wake up. Mo Sen Cain couldn't force him to do everything, so he let him be for the time being.

However, now that Zhao Zhao is back, there are no more concerns.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao was taken aback. "Me? Wake up Third Brother?"

If I remember correctly, my third brother is always punctual and never sleeps in. I never thought that one day I would be the one to wake him up.

Having received an affirmative answer from Mosen Cain, Zhao Zhao cheered up and, after being led to Lu Sien's room by her father, bounced around on his coffin lid twice with practiced ease.

"Third brother, you sleepyhead, wake up!"

The fourth brother used to call him that, but now the tables have turned and it's the older brother's turn to call him that.

There was no movement inside. Zhao Zhao frowned, pushed open the coffin lid, and looked down. He was shocked to meet a pair of eyes staring at him. The person lying inside was stiff as a corpse, and now that they had opened their eyes, it was truly terrifying.

"Waaaaaah, Father!"

Fluttering its little wings, Zhao Zhao flew back to Morsengain's arms, seeking the sense of security that belonged to its father.

He secretly glanced at Lu Si'en, only to see him sit up abruptly, stiff as a corpse that had been frozen for over a decade, turning his head to look at him inch by inch.

"Little Hill..."

Zhao Zhao peeked at him, only her big eyes showing. "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Heh." Mosen Cain sneered, then left Zhao Zhao there and departed alone.

Lu Si'en didn't get up to see him off, but just murmured, "You're back, you're really back..."

very nice.

Lu Si'en believes that the greatest surprise in the world is getting something back after something has been lost.

……

News of the vampire progenitor's awakening spread quickly, and other collateral vampires who knew about it dared not utter a single bad word about the benevolent policies they had previously insisted on condemning.

Even when it saw that the ancestor also favored good governance, it became a loyal dog that supported good governance.

Therefore, Evanorine and the others who went to the collateral vampire clan will soon return to the vampire clan one after another.

They had all heard about what had happened at the tower in the past few days, and even knew about Zhao Zhao's lifting of the curse.

After all, the ancestor promoted this matter vigorously, and it was being talked about everywhere, so it was hard for them not to know about it.

With Zhao Zhao's castle around, there was always an extra touch of joy and ease. On Mosen Cain's incomparably noble throne, Zhao Zhao sat with her legs propped up, eating the fruit that the servants next to Mosen Cain offered to her mouth. She couldn't be more relaxed.

"Hiccup~"

Zhao Zhao let out a carefree burp, and was immediately met with a glare from Mo Sen and Cain.

"Go outside to eat." This brat was shameless; even after being scolded, he still grinned, as if he knew there was nothing he could do about it.

Zhao Zhao seemed not to hear, but after Mo Sen Cain finished cursing, he didn't really do anything to him.

"Ancestor, Princess Evanorin has returned." A servant suddenly entered from outside, reporting news of Evanorin. Morsen Cain noticed the excited cub beside him and said calmly, "Let her in."

"Yes."

Afterwards, Evanolin entered the hall, looking travel-worn. Zhao Zhao heard that the area under Prince Nana'an's jurisdiction was a vast desert, and that her elder sister's journey would surely be arduous.

Evanorean, as expected of the First Ancestor's most sensible and composed eldest daughter, did not utter a single wasted word from the moment she entered, but directly and concisely reported the journey and its outcome.

Mosen Cain nodded in satisfaction and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

With official business concluded, it's time to move on to family matters.

"I heard that you, Ancestor, made a deal with the gods using Hilgaviman to break the curse on the vampires? Is that true?"

"Well, that's right."

Mosen Cain felt guilty, and even though Zhao Zhao returned safely to the vampire clan, he still couldn't feel at ease.

He had these messages spread on his orders, hoping that the vampires would remember what Hilgarven had done, and not just blindly flatter him.

“Father, I think you’ve gone too far.”

"Ah."

My son and daughter both came to lecture me about this, and it was rare for me not to get angry.

Evan Norlin's tone was cold and hard, just like the original's indifference.