Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

For Eliot, this was a secret that few people knew about, and it has plunged him into misery since he arrived at the First Academy.

He didn't think that his decision at the time would be the one that would make his life hell. And although he has no regrets, the truth is that he has thought that if he hadn't done it, everything would be better for him right now.

Because what he thought he would get, he didn't get, and what he didn't think he would get, he got.

In his mind, it was all a perfect plan so that he could get into the eyes of the Academy Leaders and the Dark Kingdom. Maybe he could even get into the sight of some Heirs. But everything his mind had planned was destroyed the moment he got here.

If Matt turned out to be a person who came to make his life miserable, too... His next answer could trigger worse hell for him.

Because he recognized Matt's talent. And even though he hadn't heard anything about him over the years, he knew that during this time, Matt had to have gotten over him.

Still, what was the right answer to Matt's question?

Eliot Roberts felt his heart tremble, but he lowered his voice. "...You were Harry Brown's enemy, weren't you? Your enmity with him, was that just a fabrication by the organization so as not to reveal your identity, or was it real?" Eliot asked. His answer was quite clever.

'Oh? This guy left me a mind trap. He seems to know how to use his mind.' Matt thought, smiling with interest.

Still, it was a basic mind trap that even Isla could see so Matt wouldn't fall for it.

"No, you're getting confused. I killed Harry Brown and those brothers. I am also against the Organization to which you belong. Eventually, they will all fall under my hand. I could sense your dagger because I have a more developed sense than most people, not because I have any relation to them.

And if I tell you this, it is because I know that right now, you have no chance whatsoever of fooling me or playing mind games with me. I'm only interested in knowing how someone got rid of that Unifying Curse." His answer brought a twinkle to Eliot's eyes, who stared at him. He was trying to see if Matt was telling the truth, but he couldn't see through him.

In the end, he had no choice but to believe him.

And he looked thoughtful for several minutes at a time.

"I left the organization. That's why I'm in this state." Eliot replied.

His simple answer made Matt turn to look at him and frown.

'His current state must be from bullying from other people. Maybe he went overboard with his arrogance and ended up in a sorry state after doing it against a powerful person. But is he saying it's from leaving that organization? Does that organization have that much power here?'

That would be worrisome. The First Academy is not a place where just anyone could enter. It requires a high level in the world, reflecting that he is a person of absolute trust.

If such people were corrupted by that organization, then the power they wield is greater than expected.

Matt could see this even if Eliot did not say so. While he was not 100% certain, his confidence was high enough to know that this was very likely to be the case.

But now that he knew this, Matt couldn't be left alone with that knowledge.

"Oh? So it is possible to get rid of the Unifying Curse, huh. And since you say it's that organization's fault that you're in your current state, why don't you tell me more information? I'm interested in hunting heads these days; the stronger, the better." Matt said.

Eliot didn't react much to this; although he wanted to talk about it, he knew it was dangerous. Anyone in this place could be his enemy today, just as anyone might not be.

He didn't know if Matt was in one group or the other.

What had happened had taken away his trust in the people at this Academy, after all.

That's why he didn't know if he should speak up.

"How do I know you're not one of them that they sent to know my secret?" he asked, taking another bite of the stale bread in his hand.

Matt scoffed after hearing this. "Do you really think I need to ask you like this, the things I want to know? I'll tell you, I'm not just any ordinary vampire you see out there. I have abilities that I can get information out of you with, even if they are hidden in your mind.

If I'm asking you in a good way, it's because your death doesn't benefit me in any way for now, but if your death benefits me more than leaving you alive, then I'll just kill you, and that's it." Matt culminated his words with a clear sneer at him.

Eliot looked at him, frowning. "It hasn't been long since we fought. Even though I've weakened, do you think you can kill me so easily that you'd say it like that? Even if I'm starving, I can still fight, and I don't think you'll be able to kill me that easily, even if I acknowledge that your talent is amazing." He spoke.

That made Matt stare at him for a brief moment. It was only a brief moment, but suddenly, Eliot Roberts' neck felt a terrifying pressure as a tremendous force clamped down on him. He felt the life drain out of him in an instant, but suddenly, Matt turned his gaze away.

This caused Eliot to start coughing, clutching his neck in tremendous shock.

"I don't even need to move to kill you, Eliot Roberts. Don't think my power is the same as it was 2 years ago. Back then, I was just beginning my journey in the vampire world." Matt's words struck Eliot's mind from the outside and from the inside.

He felt his head throb with great fear after witnessing death cross his eyes, and though he coughed to try to compose himself, his mind worked quickly.

He had never seen someone kill another person without moving. 'Does he have special abilities? Is he some kind of Heir? When we fought, he also showed several strange abilities that I still remember...' For a moment, he once again traveled back in time.

He remembered that Matt was said to be the subordinate of Alice Allen, an Heiress. Considering that he studied in the part of the Academy that had that kind of students, it was obvious. But if he thought about it carefully and saw Matt's absurd talent and compared it to the rest of the people in his same position, it was okay to think that status was possibly a lie.

'What if he really is some Heir?' Eliot frowned.

If that turned out to be the case, didn't he have the opportunity in front of him?

That opportunity that he thought wouldn't exist after understanding the power of that organization seemed to be clearing up in front of him.