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Chapter 63 - The Invisible
Author: M. K. Diana
last update2025-01-26 19:08:53
"Hey, you pale and ugly creature, are you going to keep laughing like that until you die?" A light, mocking voice rang in Vasile's ears as the vampire closed his eyes, overwhelmed by the joy surging through him.

How could he not be delighted? Vasile had already envisioned the grand rewards and high position he might receive from Duke Dragusin once he completed this task. However, the mocking voice managed to irritate him despite his jubilation.

"Huh, until I die, you say? How dare you say such a thing when you're the one about to die soon!" Opening his eyes, Vasile frowned as he saw no one in front of him. He scanned the area, searching for Marc, but found nothing.

"What are you looking for?" Marc's voice echoed again, not far ahead. "How is it that you can’t see properly?"

Frustrated by Marc's taunts, Vasile could no longer suppress his anger. "Are all humans as weak and cowardly as you? Stop playing games and face me!"

No response came for ten seconds until a light breath tickle
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