Necropolis (Part II)

Seeing that the guard in front of me really didn't know who I was, didn't bother me at all. With his friend taking the lead, I waited for Vermillion to come out.

The word efficiency was music to my ears when I needed them the most. Vermillion, the vampire I had last seen a month ago, appeared before me.

"It's been a while, Vermillion."

"The same goes for me as well, Charles."

Like Gram and Cracker, the vampire before me was a leader. Even if he felt uneasy about me, he hid it perfectly and acted naturally.

"Why don't you come in for a visit?"

Vermillion immediately welcomed me to his house. I didn't reject and follow him in. Inside his house, Vermillion didn't have much of a taste. Like the outer layer of his house, everything here was too shiny. I'm surprised that no one rioted over the amount of money that he spent.

"How do you like my house? Is it to your liking?"

"It lacks appeal."