I Became a Progenitor Vampire

Patrill heard the knock on the door and dragged his weak body to stand up. After opening them, he was surprised to see the figure in front of him.

"Rekel, are you okay?"

Reker grinned, and the tall figure walked into the room and left a little dark.

"Uncle Pat, I am very good. The Lord Kachar hired me to help cook food and distribute it to the residents of the town for free.

The wheat porridge and bread are already cooked in the square, you can bring Pat to pick it up later."

"By the way, you must bring your ID card. Everyone can only get it once. You can't get it without ID card. Remember."

Patrill looked at Reker with surprise.

"Are you hired by a vampire?"

Ollie, who followed Recker, retorted uncomfortably.

"Uncle Pat, they are not vampires, they are the Holy Light.

City Lord Cachar asked Reker to manage the logistics department, just to help cook food, and there were 10 silver pukes every month."

Patrill's face was startled, he almost thought he was deaf at this moment.

Vampires hire humans to work, and have 10 silver pukes every month?

The goddess of life is on top, this is the most exaggerated thing he has ever heard in his life.

Looking at Pat's expression, Oli took out the cloth bag full of Silver Puck from behind and shook it off a few times.

There was a crisp metal crash.

"Uncle Pat, have you seen it? This was personally given to us by the Lord Kachar, saying that it was paid in advance.

As long as you help cook food for everyone to eat, everyone can advance 5 silver puke first and give the rest one month later."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Pat proudly, "How about it, Uncle Pat, I didn't lie to you, right?"

Patrill took a breath.

"Hi...The city lord not only distributes food for free, but also gives you salary, this, this..."

He had no idea how to describe it.

If this is a conspiracy of vampires, then it can't be justified. They have no ability to resist. Who would use a conspiracy against a group of pigs to be slaughtered?

Life is in the hands of the opponent.

Reker looked at Patril's expression in his heart, and he was no less surprised than the other when he heard this.

"Uncle Pat, we have nothing in the City of Dawn to be peeped by the Holy Light Blood Race. If they take it away directly, can we still resist?

However, the actions of City Lord Kachar have shown that they are really different from the evil blood.

The goddess of life is on top, and the divine residence once said that even a big conspiracy will show its true colors in time.

Since we can't resist, it's better to join them. If they are really against us, then we can also notify others as soon as possible.

Uncle Pat, I know that you are a very respected warrior in Eric Town, and I hope you can take on this task with me.

Accepting the employment of City Lord Cachar and becoming one of us is not only for us, but also for the residents of Eric's town."

Patrill looked at Reker's sincere eyes, and he was moved by these words.

Yes, since they can't resist the opponent, and these holy light blood races haven't done anything to harm humans, why not try to understand them?

If there is a conspiracy, it can be discovered more quickly.

He turned his head and glanced at the sleeping little Patrill behind him, and nodded fiercely.

For the child, he is willing to take this risk.

The central square of the city of dawn.

Although the time is only 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has been blocked by the towering mountains on both sides.

The design of the city of dawn is very clever. In the center of the two mountain peaks, except for the southern area, the central area and the city wall area receive no more than three hours of sunlight per day, which greatly meets the physiological characteristics of the blood race's preference for darkness.

In the center of the square, a huge fire was set up under the five cauldron, and the wheat was tumbling in the boiling water.

The baking oven next to it has also been placed on the fire.

The refugees who were notified to collect food all had excited expressions.

Most people have great doubts about the promise of the blood family, but they didn't expect that the other party is really fulfilling their promises one by one.

Do not harm them, protect their property, provide clean houses, and distribute free food.

This change surprised everyone.

If it is really like what these vampires say, will the land promised to them really be given?

Quietly, many people's ideas have undergone tremendous changes, especially the distribution of land, which made their hearts beat faster, has firmly held their hearts.

Although they know that dealing with vampires that are scarier than the devil is a very unwise thing, they can't control their thoughts.

What if it is true?

If it is really like what they said, they are the Holy Light blood clan and will not harm humans?

People are never without desires, especially these civilians living on the border of the Nolan Empire. They belong to the forgotten.

Without their own land, they may be attacked by monsters at any time, and every year they worry about the orcs launching wars, and the nobles above them will not shelter them.

These civilians do not live in a stable environment for a day, so the desire for peace and safe life is unimaginable.

As long as there is a little hope, even if they live with vampires, they are fearless.

This is also the reason why Li De must choose refugees on the border. Only those who have experienced turmoil and war will yearn for a stable life, and the City of Dawn can give them such a life.

He believes that under his management, this place will sooner or later be a holy land for human beings, and of course it will also be a holy land for the blood race.

"Line up and show your ID. Each person is only allowed to receive one piece of food. Anyone who violates the rules will be deprived of today's food distribution."

A red armband hung on Patril's shoulder, leading a few people to maintain order loudly.

"Uncle Pat, are these foods really free?"

At the end of the line, a half-year-old child in a tattered linen clothes looked up expectantly and asked, his eyes full of longing.

Patrill was taken aback and then showed a gentle smile, and he reached out and touched the little boy's head.

"It's free, Rick, I'll let them bring you an extra piece of bread later. The young guy will eat more to grow taller."

"Uncle Pat, didn't the priest of the temple say that vampires are cannibals? Why do they give us food?"

There was a deep puzzlement in Rick's little eyes.

"Because vampires are good and bad, just like thieves and robbers in our town."

Patrill patted him on the shoulder, "Rick, what you have seen is true. Don't just believe other people's words, even if they are priests."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the small town residents who left the square happy after receiving the bread and wheat porridge. He also said this to himself.

Perhaps the City of Dawn is really the kingdom of the inhabitants of Eric Town... if the Lord Kachar did not deceive them.