Don't Be A Worthless Scum

"Master is something wrong?"

Absalom's inquiry broke him out of his chain of thoughts.

"No, it is nothing. But I don't think he is weak if he can dodge you. And I am impressed that you managed to increase your speed."

Volmak said, patting Absalom's red hair.

The young boy's countenance suddenly fell, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"What is wrong?"

Volmak seeing this asked.

"It is hard, I can't even go to the main palace because of my half-brothers, they think I'm too weak to be a demon. Even a lesser demon would defeat me effortlessly. I can't visit mother's family and my half-brothers there too because I am not a pure vampire. I have nowhere to go except here. How were you able to do it, you are accepted and respected by even archdemons like Shax?"

He asked, raising his head to the old man.

Raith stayed mute all through but paid close attention to this part.