Feng Shui - Capítulo 40
Volume Two, Chapter Thirty-Eight: Father's Last Words
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Since becoming a vampire, he has changed drastically in every way, and he has even drunk the blood of a human, yet he has never seen a human die at the hands of a vampire. Of course, this doesn't mean that vampires haven't killed anyone, but he simply hasn't witnessed it. Moreover, whether it's the Prince, Lan Ya, or Sa Ya, they are all so kind, and even Cang Ya Suzaku is merely eccentric and extreme in personality, while the woman beside him, though outwardly cold, is actually extremely good to him.
The reason he was willing to give up his three-year period of freedom was not only for Zhang Hanwen, but also because the vampires he encountered were not like the legends.
The car drove back to their residence. Feng Nian'en followed Ruoya through the hall to a room that resembled a conference room. The twenty or so vampires inside had all attended the banquet on Wednesday night. Even Cangya, who should have been in the confinement room, was sitting at the round table. The expressions on their pale faces were not relaxed, and even Xu Zuo's lips lacked their usual smirk.
“Ruoya.” Prince Eli called out as soon as they sat down.
"Yes!" She stood up from her chair.
"June 13th, which is today, from 1 a.m. to 4 a.m., where were you during those three hours?" The prince's gentle voice carried an air of authority.
"Check Cangya's assets in the room before 2 o'clock, go to bed after 2 o'clock, get up at 9 o'clock, and do not leave the palace before 11 o'clock."
The prince nodded: "Fangs."
Feng Nian'en was taken aback before realizing he was being called, and quickly responded. The prince repeated his previous question.
He thought for a moment and replied, "I should be looking at the information Ruoya gave me before midnight, and then I'll go to sleep."
"Where is the location?"
"It's here too."
As they were talking, the conference room door opened again, and two vampires walked in. One was Sa Ya, whom Feng Nian'en recognized, and the other was a female vampire he had never seen before. Although he already knew that most vampires were outstanding in appearance, he still couldn't help but gasp when he saw this woman.
Unlike Suzana's indiscernible nationality, this woman had obvious Western ancestry. Her pair of emerald green eyes were like a deep pool at the bottom of a bottomless valley, calm and shimmering. Although her face was expressionless, it seemed to be telling a story. Even the most hard-hearted person would have to surrender to those eyes.
“Welcome, Your Excellency, Prince Fürth.” Prince Ellie stood up and gave a slight bow.
“How could I not go when Prince Elie summoned me?” she said, sitting down at the other end of the round table without any hesitation.
Prince Ellie smiled gently, showing no anger. After a moment, he spoke again: "Just you and Saiya?"
The woman sneered, "I came here by imperial decree, but that doesn't mean every vampire in the Philt lineage has to obey your orders!"
"I didn't mean that, but this matter is of great importance."
"Important matter? It's just thirteen people who died." She chuckled maliciously. "Apart from this newcomer, who here has taken more than that number of lives?"
“Prince Fürth!” Prince Ellie’s voice became stern. “I believe Your Excellency has come here to resolve this issue.”
“I don’t see any problem, and I don’t see any solution,” the woman retorted defiantly.
"Nothing so blatant has ever happened since the Treaty of Kalarima was established. Although this matter has not yet spread in society, it has already attracted the attention of the human elite and may very well disrupt the balance that humanity has maintained for hundreds of years!"
Volume Two, Chapter Thirty-Nine: Father's Last Words
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"So what?" The woman's expression remained completely calm. "So what if it's destroyed? So what if those humans find out about vampires? I don't see anything to worry about."
“Prince Felter…” Prince Ellie’s voice was slightly weak.
"Let those humans know that ghosts exist in this world!" Qingyang's voice was filled with endless mockery and indifference. "At most, there will be another moonlit massacre, and who knows who will survive!" She said, stood up, laughed loudly, and turned to leave.
“Truly worthy of being Prince Felth.” After a moment of silence, Suzaku spoke first, his voice carrying a hint of strangeness, and his gaze toward Prince Elie seemed to have a hidden meaning.
"No matter what, it shouldn't have been done by the Philt family, right?" said the big-eyed girl who had once glared at Feng Nian'en, resting her chin on her hand.
“No new members have been born over there recently, and we know the other vampires very well. This was either done by some perverted human imitating vampire methods, or by some guy we don’t know who came from somewhere else.”
Suzaku shook his head dramatically: "That's what makes it dangerous. Who can guarantee that it wasn't some guy who got tired of living and decided to take a few humans down with him before he was done? Besides, what human could kill thirteen people so cleanly and efficiently in three hours without attracting any attention before the bodies were discovered?"
The girl glared at him angrily, but couldn't argue back. In the end, she could only mutter resentfully, "You're probably the most impatient person here."
Suzaku laughed heartily: "You finally got it right! I killed those thirteen people. Ah—what a wonderful process it was, infused with the blood of fear, in this world..."
“Linya!” Prince Ellie’s warning voice interrupted his speech. “Don’t talk nonsense.”
He shrugged and didn't continue.
"No matter what, it certainly doesn't seem like something a human would make. Huiya?"
"Yes!" The big-eyed girl turned on the computer, and a set of photos immediately appeared on the screen behind the prince. "These are internal police documents," the girl said, zooming in on the photos and playing them one by one.
No corpse would look good, even those treated by a makeup artist would be gruesome, but the corpses displayed on the screen made even vampires like Ruoya frown.
Vampires crave blood. If they were to indulge their voracious appetites without restraint, a single instance could cause a human to bleed to death. However, no matter how vampires have a voracious appetite, they wouldn't drain a human dry. The reason is simple: an ordinary human dies after losing a third of their blood, while a typical vampire only needs half, so they usually retain their human form. Ironically, because most humans are chosen without their knowledge, their expressions after death are arguably the most serene.
But in the photos before her, each corpse looked as if its flesh had been ripped out, with black tendons crisscrossing between the bones and the shriveled skin. When she saw the fourth photo, Feng Nian'en could no longer hold back and rushed out, collapsing into the bathroom and vomiting violently.
He hated his own cowardice. Why didn't he just die? Was death really that terrible? Why did he have to join such an evil clan? Vampires, vampires, they're demons!
"Can't you even handle this?" The clear, childlike voice was full of mockery.
Volume Two, Chapter Forty: Father's Last Words
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"I will never do that!" After he could spit out nothing more, he turned around and glared at Cangya as if making a vow. "I will never, ever do such a thing, never!"
Cangya's expression changed, and he sneered, "There are also people who say you should never join the vampire clan!"
Feng Nian'en gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling, but she couldn't utter a word.
"This is just the beginning. You'll find out later how happy these people are to die." He chuckled, his thin body trembling with joy, his narrow eyes dark and deep, like paths leading to hell.
"Devil!" The voice was soft, filled with anger and hatred, but almost as soon as the words left his lips, a crisp sound was heard. When the burning pain came, he realized that he had been slapped.
Cangya remained in the same spot, but the laughter had stopped.
"Devils? Yes, this world is indeed full of demons, but not us vampires, but humans! Draining blood is cruel? What about chopping people into mincemeat? What about peeling off human skin piece by piece? What about nailing people to crosses? Devils? We vampires drink blood because we need it, because we need to survive. And humans? For pleasure, for profit, even for games! Vampires are devils? What are humans then!"
"Does it really require the blood of all thirteen people at once?" Feng Nian'en roared back.
"Thirteen people?" Before anyone could even see how he made his move, Feng Nian'en's collar was pulled down. "Thirteen people is too many? Every war in human history requires far more lives!"
“That’s not a reason.” Though he couldn’t refute it, he persisted, “That’s not a reason, we…” He used the word with a hint of sadness, “We don’t need so much blood…”
"Ha, you don't need that? Let me teach you now..."
"Cangya!" Ruoya, who had appeared by the door at some point, interrupted, "The Prince wants you to go back."
The boy turned around, narrowed his eyes, but didn't let go of his hand: "You're becoming more and more concerned about this guy."
Ruoya frowned slightly, her clear voice tinged with a hint of weakness: "He is your junior."
Almost as swiftly as his ghostly movements, the boy's previously bewitching smile instantly transformed into an angelic one. He released Feng Nian'en, wrinkled his nose, and muttered, "Damn prince, you're stuck in solitary confinement all day, not even allowed to get some fresh air. I'm teaching the younger generation."
As he spoke, he walked over and took Ruoya's hand. The two walked slowly down the corridor, their conversation drifting over: "Keep an eye on that idiot for me. He's my first junior, after all. I don't want him to get killed so soon."
Don't worry.
"But don't follow him around all the time. Even though he's not very bright, he's still a man."
"..."
Feng Nian'en watched the two figures, one large and one small, disappear around the corner, and suddenly felt a strange sensation. Although she already knew that Cangya was older than any human, due to his appearance, she always saw him as a child. Furthermore, they hadn't met many times, and her impression of him was always that of a grumpy brat. But those words just now were clearly not something a child could say. Though his appearance would forever remain that of a child, his mind was already that of an adult.
He suddenly understood why he had such a strange feeling—Wakaba!
Volume Two, Chapter Forty-One: Father's Last Words
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If it were just a child, his attitude towards Ruoya could be explained as an Oedipus complex, a sister complex, or a childlike attachment. But what if it were a man? What does it mean when a man waits for a woman like this?
Just then, Ruoya's figure reappeared in his sight, her porcelain-like face bearing an expression different from usual, as if she were puzzled about something.
"Sorry," he said, stepping forward, though he himself couldn't tell whether he was saying it to escape the meeting room or to defy Cangya.
If Ya raised her eyes, her usually cold and calm eyes now revealed the expression of a wounded animal, but it was only for a moment. Before Feng Nian'en could even be surprised, she regained her composure.
"It's natural to be overwhelmed when you first see something like that, you'll get used to it," she said, walking past him.
"You mean there will be many more of these kinds of things in the future?" he followed up and asked.
“If you live long enough, you will naturally see many things.” Although her expression was the same as usual, Feng Nian’en always felt that she was preoccupied and did not want to talk to him much.
"But we don't need to do that!"
Ruoya suddenly turned around and said sternly, "Just like Cangya said, the most cruel and terrifying things you will see in the future will never be done by us vampires! Don't think that humans are kind!" After she finished speaking, she turned around again and walked forward.
Feng Nian'en didn't answer, silently following Ruoya to the balcony. The tinted glass on the balcony was specially treated, blocking sunlight even during the day without obstructing the view inside. Below the balcony was a lush rose garden. Unlike the specially designed gardens of the Zhang family, this open space outside the building seemed unmanaged. The trees, though tall, weren't rare or valuable, and weren't planted neatly. The roses, though abundant and vibrant, hadn't been properly tended. The garden had no planned layout, but because of this, everything possessed a natural vitality.
"But weren't we all once human beings?" After an unknown amount of time, Feng Nian'en spoke, somewhat confused as to why she had said such a thing.
“Humans…” Wakaga’s response was as soft as a gentle breeze, “They will grow up…”
After that sentence, neither of the vampires spoke again. The roses outside the window trembled in the blazing sun, as if their blood had congealed.
Because of this incident, Prince Ellie issued an order that vampires under the age of one hundred who did not return to the palace must live with other vampires. The purpose of this order was not to investigate them, but simply for safety.
Judging from their appearance, these thirteen people are indeed the work of vampires. Although the government has kept it a secret, the relevant secret police and hunters will definitely be mobilized in large numbers. In this situation, a vampire who is alone is in great danger, especially one who is under a hundred years old.
So, that night, in addition to Feng Nian'en, Ruoya, and the Prince, Huiya and Lanya joined the palace. Although there were two other vampires under a hundred years old, they decided to stay outside with them.
"This is completely unnecessary," the big-eyed girl kept muttering even during dinner. She hated living with others, but since Prince Ellie had used his princely authority, she had no choice but to comply.
Feng Nian'en, however, felt relieved because of this. Prince Ellie's order and the vampires' obedience both indicated that the vampires had no intention of causing trouble. Although the thirteen people appeared to be vampires, it should only be an accident. Therefore, by dinner time, his mood was much better than in the afternoon.
Volume Two, Chapter Forty-Two of Father's Last Words
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He happily picked up the bread, spread jam on it, and was about to take a bite when Huiya suddenly exclaimed as if she had been provoked, "You'll cook tomorrow!"
The golden-brown bread stopped at his lips, and Feng Nian'en stared at him, confused.
"What are you looking at? You're the youngest here, so of course you should do it!"
"But..." he began, somewhat puzzled, "Isn't someone else doing it?"
This remark angered Huiya, who jumped up from her chair and glared at him: "I didn't come here to cook for you!"
Hearing this, Feng Nian'en was even more confused. He scratched his head, not understanding why this big-eyed girl didn't want to cook, so she didn't just leave it to the servants. And if she did cook, why drag him into it? Did the vampires also have a custom of bullying newcomers?