Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Chapter 552 Lilith's thoughts



Chapter 552 Lilith's thoughts

552 Lilith's thoughts

If she was playing him, she should not have acted that way. Energy fluctuations always occur when someone tries to trick someone else. Even if it's minimal. And her eyes don't lie.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and the soul is where all feelings, good or bad, are hidden. How could they lie? But, of course, it is possible to control all that.

Few things are impossible in this world, and even if they are highly improbable, they don't tend to become impossible.

Still, if she were acting, Matthew would have to give her 20 Best Actress awards yearly because she could do it perfectly, even fooling him.

As he was thinking like this, he suddenly remembered something.

It was a talk with Gray Allen that he had some time ago before attacking the City of Clans. Back then, he was talking about people who might have the ability to overcome Vampire Limbo.

He mentioned Charlotte, Alice, Isla, and Matthew.

But there was one more person. A devourer.

Lilith.

A woman of absurd beauty. 'He also said that if anyone in this world could kill him, then it would be her.'

Was that the person in front of him?

Realizing this naturally made him think that she wasn't lying or joking with him.

Although he hasn't read much about Vampire Limbo, what little he has learned is that it is a section that surrounds the world. A ridiculous amount of dangers and mysteries are found there. Even the leaders of the Vampire Clans tend to die there. Therefore, if someone could pass it, it was amazing.

Besides, Dating, that ridiculously awesome ability, was rarely wrong in giving a verdict on someone.

He smiled and shook his head, for which she nodded.

"There are exceptions. You don't look like all vampires. You're different. Although..." She then looked back at an area that was destroyed by intense fighting.

"You don't seem to get along with my race. Maybe with them, you were arrogant, but for now, you seem to be an exception."

Not only were they very close, but he was also with a devourer at that.

She noticed his change, so she quickly held up her hands to tell him it was okay.

"No, don't worry about it. I don't blame you. In the end, our races are enemies, and I understand that my race can't see vampires because they want to eat them alive. Maybe you acted in self-defense, so I can't blame you."

"It seems there really are exceptions." Matthew said suddenly, startling her.

"Huh?" She retracted her hands a little, surprised by his answer.

"Haha, I was thinking about all the devourers I've faced. They always want to eat me; they're into schemes where humans, traitorous vampires, and devourers want to destroy my race, so I always see them as beings to exterminate. But, as you say, there are exceptions in every race, aren't there? You seem to be the exception. You had the chance to eat me; if you had, I think you would have gained a lot, but you didn't, and it seems you don't plan to."

Though surprised, she sighed and nodded.

Suddenly, she hugged her legs as she sat and looked at the campfire.

"You know, it's been a long, long time since I've been here. A voice in my head constantly tells me that I have to eat Matthew Dietrich, but he doesn't exist anymore. Initially, I wanted to accomplish that mission at all costs, but he was gone. It wasn't possible to do it. Over the years, I realized it's ridiculous to follow a stupid voice, and I don't know whose voice it is."

"Watching my race grow up made me realize that they better thrive, but it seems we were born to be the natural enemies of vampires."

"Actually, I lied to you; yes, I have tasted blood before. I didn't like it though. Blood tastes horrible. Vampire flesh tastes horrible. So I don't want it. I don't gain anything by eating those guys, but I gain a lot by eating a fish, so in the end, I resigned myself. I got bored. I started enjoying the food and the differences in life."


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