Vampire Prince Trapped Into a Hunter

Chapter 46 – PROTECTION BEHIND THE MEANING OF SENIORITY. 10

-sit, crutches, crutches.

The sound of rapid footsteps rattled in the field of the former territory abandoned due to the miasma where the dead of the dungeon break a cursed dungeon.

It was seen a young man holding another young man.

Because the shoulder of the young man carrying him shook, slowly, Otto who was right behind Jeremy Rudd's body began to wake up.

“Hmm.”

“Otto, are you awake? Can you walk alone?”

As soon as he woke up, it was Jeremy Rudd's question he first heard.

That confused Otto a little.

His head hurts a little.

“Eh? Jeremy's? Where is this? If not wrong, I was.. Ah!”

Slowly the consciousness recovered and Otto finally recalled what he had experienced before fainting.

At the same time, Jeremy Rudd paused his steps for a moment to make room for Otto to breathe.

He slowly lowered Otto off his shoulders.

“I just remembered. Senior Pian just called me into his dorm room. Then then, he suddenly hit me then I lost my consciousness.”

“Ck. No need to call that fucker a senior. He and his men almost killed all three of us.”

“Bertiga?”

“Yes, Young Master Arno has helped us save ourselves from that dammit. Come on, not much time. We need to get out of here to get help. Right now Young Master Arno is still fighting against that bastard and his men.”

Otto could understand the situation a little with Jeremy's brief explanation, although he still had questions in some detail, especially with the sudden appearance of Arno's name on their conversation.

But seeing Jeremy's panic, Otto soon realized that they were being chased by time, so the question was kept in his mind.

But suddenly in the middle of the journey of the two young men, they were intercepted by a group of people dressed in black.

Jeremy Rudd immediately put his sword on alert.

“Wait a minute, Jeremy!”

But Otto immediately stopped him before attacking the men first.

“They are not our enemies, Jeremy. These pure sound waves belonged to the Holy sword Hourmet. You must be Young Master Arno's Father right? Mr Lehman Rosechild.”

Otto said, bowing his body respectfully.

“Oh ho's. You can recognize me only by the sound of my sword?”

“That's because the Great Lord is already famous as the owner of the holy sword Hourmet.”

One of the black troops also removed the face coverings he wore and true, it shows the face of Arno's father, Lehman Rosechild.

Jeremy hurriedly bowed with Otto.

No, from his posture, it was more like prostrating.

He frantically said, “I beg Big Master, please save Young Master Arno's life! Right now he was dispelling many enemies inside. I'm not sure he'll last much longer.”

Hearing Jeremy Rudd's words, Lehman's face immediately revealed an indescribable fury.

It was very inversely proportional to his usually calm expression.

***

[Master, I'll attack them from behind. This is our only chance to launch an impromptu attack when they are not yet aware of my presence.]

Anto gave me his proposal and I thought so too.

There was no way I would win against more than twenty hunters, moreover there were two of them who were level two levels above me, relying on direct combat.

The ultimate impromptu attack that is effective when the enemy is off guard is the only solution.

But nevertheless, the, that means I have to make sure that everyone here dies from that impromptu attack because if any one of them escapes, then complain about the power of my shadow to the outside world, my identity as a fake Arno will most likely be revealed.

But I don't have the confidence for that.

There was no chance for the two C-rank hunters to die in just one surprise attack of Anto.

‘That would be difficult because my identity could have been discovered unless we could kill those bastards in one hit.’

[What should the Master plan be?]

Then suddenly I remembered.

‘Are we not in the miasma region that has many monsters?’

[That's right, Master.]

‘Use your shadow provocation skill to lure monsters around here.’

[But, Master, if I did, wouldn't that make it harder for us to escape because we would have to face the monsters too?]

‘Trust me. Just do it according to my orders. The rest, leave it to me.’

[As per Master's orders.]

Without knowing what was happening, Sarpian Mucahantas and his men suddenly felt a strangeness around them.

Then suddenly, many monsters swarm around them.

This is in line with my prediction.

I can't believe the skills I used to deny raw, will be useful at times like this.

Stealthier.

Skill belonging to the owner of the body Viar who is able to make your existence feel disappeared for a moment.

It is less effective if applied to resourceful opponents such as humans who have high intelligence, especially if they are wary of you.

However this would be very effective against monsters that had no sense.

I can take advantage of the chaos for a moment to make the attention of the hunters who gang up on me and then immediately run away from this place through the stealth skill.

The monsters invaded Sarpian Mucahantas and his herd, and I immediately fled the place.

“Fyuh! Looks like it worked.”

[Master is great.]

I can't believe I blushed a little at my familiar compliment.

I immediately ran out of the area full of miasma.

But I never thought on my way out, I met Jeremy Rudd and Otto again.

Along with them was Lehman Rosechild, Arno's father, who was escorted by dozens of soldiers from the central guild.

***

Otto survived.

The days are back to normal as usual.

But due to Father's request, I was rested a few days from the academy.

I heard the problem was solved well.

The low-leveled hunters were killed while fighting the monsters at the scene.

As for the higher leveled hunters that managed to survive, it turned out to have been waiting for Father and his soldiers out there to execute them.

Unfortunately, on the academy's guarantee, I can't touch Sarpian Mucahantas.

He who had committed the crime of planning the murder was saved thanks to his status as a student at the AHNI academy.

It irritated me a little, but after a second thought, it was a better punishment for him.

His sins will forever be attached to him, humiliated among the other students.

More than getting treated as a student, he is now more treated as a lackey.

He had also lost his rights as one of the S-class disciples in the academy.

There is no punishment more appropriate than humiliation for a man who is as proud as he is.

***

Forgetting that, my one-on-one meeting with Lehman Rosechild right now makes me more nervous.

“Good work, Arno.”

Say softly to me.