I Became a Progenitor Vampire - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: Multipurpose Usage

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Early the next morning, the Goldwheat Guild deployed all of their wagons.

There was a total of 35 wagons.

The grain was loaded into the wagons and piled up high before the wagons were pulled out of the city.

On the way, god knows how many beggars and refugees were salivating as they watched the food being moved.

However, all of their greed was instantly evaporated upon seeing the flag of the Vermillion Tower—enchanted with a Second Circle magic, Mental Intimidation.

This was the property of a mage, and a powerful one to boot.

The wagons transporting the grain were not fast, and they would have to make two trips to transport all of the grain out of the city.

Reed had already used the bats to sent an order back to the castle to get Dylan, a second-generation vampire responsible for the Hexbats, to bring all of the Hexbats over.

These were monsters unique to the vampires that were raised with a special method and had many uses.

They could train Batriders during the war or let the Hexbats fight as an individual unit. During times of peace, they could be used as a means of transportation, which was extremely cost-effective.

The Hexbats were definitely not the delicate and proud griffins or the pegasus raised by humans. If someone were to use flying cavalry’s pegasus or griffins to transport food, they would definitely be berated by the people.

However, the Hexbats were different. The bats with thick skins would just recovery after a meal no matter how tired or badly wounded it was.

Reed took a liking to the Hexbats, but sadly, the cost of raising a Hexbat as extremely high, and for 200 vampires to raise 400 odd Hexbats was itself not an easy task.

It would be difficult to achieve an expansion of their numbers in a short period of time.

After leaving Grimm, the grain transport convoy went directly towards the river outside the city, the River Bulgar.

The Bulgar River, which connected Grimm and ten other large cities in the south was an extremely important transportation channel.

There was a ship prepared by Reed there.

During the day, it was not easy for the Hexbats to take the food stock back to the castle undetected. Their monstrous bodies were large enough to be seen from tens of miles away.

Plus, this was a world of magic. It was not safe to transport food during the day and needed to be swapped midway.

The river transport was a very good cover. At night, one could easily find a place to stop and get the Hexbats to move them away.

Due to the reputation he had to keep amongst the humans, Reed could not be more careful.

Especially against the mages in Grimm. After the siege and slaughter of the vampires a hundred years ago, they had made a lot of money selling the corpses of the vampires.

In the eyes of this group of mages, the vampires equated alchemy materials, and it also represented the gleaming gold Pykes. To this day, one could still see tasks of finding or hunting vampires on the mercenary guild’s billboard.

Regarding Reed’s decision, the Goldwheat Guild did not dare to talk a lot, the Vermillion Tower even more so.

He had absolute authority in those two places, and even if he ordered them to pour the grain into Bulgar River they would follow his order.

It wasn’t until the sky had turned dark that the Goldwheat Guild had moved the grain stored in the warehouse to the ship.

Reed did not participate. Although he was worried about any mistakes during the process, as a baron of the empire, and a high mage, it was not suitable for a person of his standing to be performing a minor task like transporting grain.

Night fell.

As the darling race of the Goddess of the Night, the vampires were always one of the strongest highborn races at night.

Under the cold moonlight, Dylan, who was responsible for raising the Hexbats, rode on an extraordinarily large Hexbat and looked down from midair over the wooden ship on the river below. This boat bore the mark of the patriarch.

The dark night had no effect on the vampire’s vision in the dark.

“Move all of the food on the ship back to the castle, take out the humans on the boat, and take them back together.”

In addition to the 400-odd Hexbats, Dylan brought with him twenty other vampires.

Upon hearing their command, all of them jumped down from the air and… swoop~

They transformed into a swarm of bats and flew towards the wooden ship full of food.

The few ship crew were knocked out cold before they could even react.

If it had not been for Reed’s repeated orders to not harm the humans at will, these people would have been treated as food by the vampires.

After dealing with the crew, the Hexbats slowly landed.

The twenty vampires became porters.

But a highborn race like the vampires would naturally not perform this task by brute force.

One Mage’s Hand per vampire.

The sacks of grain on the ship were placed on the back of the Hexbats, and after securing them, the Hexbats at the bow of the ship flapped their wings and the huge fleshy wings created a strong air current and sent waves of ripples upon the surface of the river.

Every time a Hexbat took off, the wooden ship would be pushed down.

It could be said that using spellcasters to carry food was indeed something overkill, but their efficiency was indeed twice as high as a normal worker.

Under Dylan’s supervision, the food stocks on board the ship were quickly emptied.

The Hexbat’s were generally above level 5, and elite ones could even reach level 7 or 8, and their weight-bearing ability was considerable.

Each Hexbat could carry about 1,000 pounds, and their speed was only reduced by less than 20 percent under such a heavy load.

The shifting started after dark, and the 400 Hexbats had to continuously move the grain on the ship three times before clearing it out.

In the end, the ship was then reduced to ashes by twenty Fireball spells, one per vampire, and was sent into the bottomless Bulgar River.

The Bulgar River connected more than ten cities in the southern region and was an extremely busy route with many cases of shipwrecks every year.

Now with the orc incursion, no one would care about the things.

As for those hapless crew members, Reed had no choice but to send them to the castle to start a new life. A city that was free from war and was prosperous, with them only needing to donate a small about of blood every month.

After dealing with everything, Dylan flew back to the castle with the last batch of vampires and Hexbats.

The Hexbats with thousands of pounds of food strapped to them were not flying particularly high, but because of the darkness of night, ordinary people could not detect them while standing on the ground.

The darkness not only enhanced the vampires, and the boons the Hexbat got were no less than the vampires. So even after flying for a whole night and three trips later, these Hexbats did not even show signs of fatigue.

Three and a half solhours later, when Dylan rode a Hexbat and landed in the castle.

The sun had already completely risen.

The vampires were loading and unloading food in the dark corners of the castle. The second generation had gathered around, with the exception of Frey who was guarding the sacred grounds, and Eudes, who was ordered by Reed to scout the human settlements at the border.

Lucie, the youngest of the second-generation vampires looked at the vampires that came and went with a complicated look in her emerald eyes.

“Dylan, can Father’s plan really come true?”

Building a city larger than Grimm and having millions of humans to keep the vampires fed—that was Reed’s promise to all of the vampires.

For this long-lived race, they had gained more than just strength in the past hundred years, but also intelligence and wisdom were what kept them alive until now.

Although Reed had great self-confidence, all of the second-generation vampires knew that this plan was massive and had many uncertainties.

The hatred between man and the vampires stretched back all the way to ancient times.

To create a city without hatred, a city where men and vampires lived in harmony, it sounded almost farfetched.