Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride.

Chapter 165 Mars Planet, Girl Rita
What a sinful city!

Looking at the bloody scenes constantly emerging on the screen, dozens of strange-looking modified humans are constantly confronting, chasing, and calculating, just to compete for the fast-rolling, volleyball-sized, metal motorized ball with a powered catapult in front of them.

In order to win the championship, they will do anything.

After observing for a while, Vlad suddenly turned his attention back to the medical clinic he had just walked out of.

Then he frowned, and amid the noisy surroundings, he vaguely caught a glimpse of some unexpected abnormal situation happening in the clinic.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and Vlad turned around and walked slowly towards Ide's Clinic.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Ding-dang, clang--squeak!

A shout was heard, followed by a muffled groan and the messy sound of metal colliding between tables and chairs.

"No!"

A man with electronic mechanical eyes and arms turned into mechanical prosthetics suddenly ran out of Yide Clinic.

Behind him was the doctor, filled with hysterical anger.

The man rushed out of the store, just glanced at Vlad, then quickly turned into a dark alley and ran away in a hurry.

When I walked to the door of the clinic, what caught my eye was a wheelchair lying on the ground with its tires spinning and swaying.

The pretty, frail blonde girl in the wheelchair had disappeared.

With a twinkle in his eyes, he walked into the clinic.

In the clinic, at the corner of the wall about seven or eight meters away from the wheelchair, the gray-haired Dr. Yide was holding the blonde girl with paralyzed legs and crying silently.

His eyes were full of self-blame and regret.

The girl's face was pale and bloodless, with a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

The soft chest where the purse was to be placed had short and rapid breathing, and there were obvious signs of collapse. It looked like a candle in its twilight years, and the fire of life was about to go out.

At the same time, a faint sweetness came into Vlad's nose, his throat rolled, and his breathing became rapid.

Dr. Ide, who was in pain, seemed unaware of Vlad's approach until Vlad's voice rang out.

"Do you want to save her?"

A faint voice came into his ears, like a thunderclap, and instantly woke up Dr. Yide who was holding the girl.

"...You, you said you can save Rita?" Doctor Ide looked up and saw that it was the mysterious cloaked man who had come to the clinic before. Although there was a little doubt in his dull eyes, he still pleaded with Vladken with a glimmer of hope:
"Whatever you want, as long as I have it, I can give it to you! As long as you can save my daughter."

"...Dad." A barely audible voice sounded.

The girl seemed to want to comfort her father, but her severe injuries made her unable to lift her fair little hands.

"...Yes, Daddy is here. Daddy is always with you. Rita, you have to hold on. Daddy will save you. Didn't you say you wanted to see the sea and run freely? As long as you get better, Daddy will go with you to see it."

Dr. Yide, wearing a white coat, had a painful look on his face and burst into tears. A tear slid down from the corner of his eye, wetting the glasses frame and blurring his vision.

He held his daughter tightly in his arms, feeling extremely sad.

"...Move upstairs if you don't want her to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Vlad turned around and walked upstairs, as if he was entering his own home, and arrived at the girl's room with ease.

Dr. Yide, who was originally heartbroken, was a little dazed when he heard the cold and indifferent voice coming from beside him, and did not react.

It wasn't until he heard a thudding sound on the stairs that he was suddenly awakened.

With a glimmer of hope rekindled, he no longer cared why this mysterious man was familiar with the situation and layout of his clinic. He quickly picked up his daughter and followed him.

Clean and tidy, there is a fluffy punk-style bear pillow on the pink bed, and various hand-painted landscapes are around the walls.

A sea of ​​flowers at sunset.

The sparkling sea.

The girl was running and laughing on the street, weaving among the crowd. A ray of sunshine was shining down, and she suddenly looked back. The breeze had ruffled her hair, which stuck tightly to her face, as if she was covered with a sacred halo.

Bright, sweet, and full of hope for the future.

It is obvious that although the girl is disabled, she still has persistence and vision for the future.

"Go out, I don't want anyone to disturb me."

Looking at the girl being carefully placed on the bed by Dr. Ide, Vlad withdrew his gaze and spoke lightly.

"...This." Doctor Yide hesitated, not knowing whether he should listen to the person in front of him. After all, they didn't know each other. If he told Rita...

However, noticing the cold eyes of the stranger in front of him and his daughter was still in danger, Dr. Yide had to harden his heart and walk out. After all, his daughter's life was the most important.

What's more, his daughter is already in this state, what else can he want?

Shaking his head, Dr. Yide realized that he was too concerned. As a doctor, Yide knew very well that his daughter's injuries were minor at this time, with only the ruptured internal organs being considered minor.

More importantly, the collapsed ribs had pierced deeply into the lung lobe, which was why he was helpless, because he knew that the conditions in his clinic were limited. Most of the medicines and equipment were prepared for modified humans, which were not enough to support him to perform this operation on his daughter.

Dr. Yide walked out of the room with a lot of thoughts in his mind. After a while, he suddenly remembered that he was not sure about the situation, so how would that person do it? Moreover, he didn't even have the equipment for surgery.

Thinking of this, Yide's expression changed. He hurriedly stopped and turned back, wanting to break into the room, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope.

in the room.

When Vlad walked to the bed, the blonde girl named Rita's vision began to blur as blood continued to flow from the corner of her mouth.

She was weak and her eyes were about to close when she vaguely saw that the stranger who had come to the clinic before and was dressed mysteriously took off his hood, revealing his handsome face.

Then, Rita seemed to hear vaguely what the handsome man in front of her said, but at this moment, she was unable to distinguish anything.

Then she saw that handsome face slowly approaching her own face, his hot breath hitting her fair face. Inexplicably, a throbbing she had never experienced before appeared in her heart.

"It would be great if I could have a love relationship." As soon as this embarrassing thought came to her mind, the blonde girl Rita's eyes went dark and she passed out.

Just before she fell into coma, she seemed to feel something biting her neck, and there was a slight pain. Then her chest suddenly felt cold, as if something had broken.

Hallucination? Maybe. She was going to die anyway. As a suffocating numbness spread through her body, Rita closed her eyes with a soft moan and fell into darkness.

.........

Rita had a long dream.

In her dream she was in love.

They ran together and laughed together.

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming... Finally she woke up, because she suddenly forgot what her lover looked like in her dream. She only knew that he was wearing a black windbreaker and looked very handsome.

"...a black windbreaker."

The light of dawn shone into the room. Rita, who had been lying in bed all night, suddenly woke up from her sleep, mumbling words that she could not even understand clearly.

Rita sat up and looked at the familiar room in front of her, slightly dazed. Dreams and reality seemed to be confused at this moment.

In a trance, Dr. Ide's joyful voice came, which brought Rita back to reality.

"...Dad." Rita looked up and saw her father's face crying with joy.

There was a trace of confusion on her pale face. Just as she was wondering, the memories before she fell into a coma suddenly flooded into her mind, reminding Rita of everything that had happened before.

"... Dad, I, I am still alive!?" Rita said with eyes wide open in a very surprised tone. The deep joy on her pretty face could not be shaken off.

"Yes, yes, my dear, my Rita, you are still alive, you are still alive." Dr. Ed hugged Rita tightly, his voice full of fear and a hint of self-blame, and he kept repeating the words in his mouth.

"Dad, I, I thought I would never see you again." A few tears rolled down her face. Rita hugged her father tightly with some fear and said with tears in her eyes.

Just as the two were expressing their affection and expressing their true feelings to each other, a black cloak suddenly caught Rita's eyes.

Rita, who had been whimpering and crying, stopped crying instantly and looked blankly at Vlad, who was wearing a cloak.

"...Brother!" The moment Rita saw the black cloak, her eyes widened and she blurted out in disbelief.

Vlad, who was standing aside and watching the father and daughter talking to each other, frowned and looked at the girl's happy eyes, somewhat confused.

Vlad naturally had no idea of ​​the joy the girl felt when she saw Vlad.

At this moment, the girl obviously confused dreams and reality.

Doctor Ide, who had come to his senses, began to explain Vlad's condition to his daughter Rita.

Listening to her father's story, Rita looked at Vlad with even more excitement, completely losing her previous habit of being timid when meeting strangers.

Although Doctor Yide was a little surprised by this, he didn't think much about it.

. . . . . .

Ever since rescuing Rita, Vlad has been staying at Ide's Clinic.

What surprised Doctor Ide was the change in his daughter Rita.

In the past, Rita was always wary and felt inferior towards strangers except for a limited number of people such as her parents and nurses.

Rita has always been concerned about other people's strange looks at her, so the sensitive Rita seldom appears in front of outsiders. Even if she meets outsiders, she will become a little transparent and shrink in the corner quietly, for fear of attracting other people's attention.

But now Rita is chattering non-stop and looks much more cheerful and lively than before.

These are all changes since Vlad came here.

Of course, this was limited to Vlad, but even so, Doctor Ide felt very happy. Vlad didn't say where he came from, and he didn't ask.

Everyone has their own privacy, right?

"Brother, I made this myself, do you like it?"

A charming voice came, and Vlad stopped the utility knife in his hand and turned to look behind him.

Rita was seen sitting in a wheelchair, with beautiful short golden hair and a fair face. The golden sunlight shone through the colored glass and onto Rita's shy face, making her look so pure and beautiful.

The big eyes, with a hint of timidity and uneasiness, and the pair of tender white hands, present a charming scene of facing the sea and blooming spring flowers.

Vlad looked at the colorful painting in front of him, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, because in the center of the painting, a big hand was holding a fair little hand running on the beach, and the girl was smiling so happily.

And the owner of the big hand obviously has some similarities with Vlad.

He looked away and stared at the girl silently.

. . . I was confessed! ?
Vlad blinked his eyes, thinking carefully about the process of saving the girl. It seemed that apart from dissecting her body and drinking her blood, he did not perform any other magic such as mental suggestion on her.

At most, I saw some when I dissected her chest. . . . .

But, it seems, maybe, Rita shouldn't know.

Vlad had no idea that the reason Rita behaved like this was just related to a dream she had when she fell into a coma.

It was just too real that Rita could clearly remember every detail between the two of them in the dream.

Although the two had only known each other for less than a week, to Rita, it felt like they had known each other for a lifetime!
This is why Rita keeps pestering Vlad and almost reveals her feelings to him.

Trying to suppress her nervousness and uneasiness, Rita raised her fair, charming and slightly fragile face and looked at Vlad expectantly, as if waiting for his reaction and answer.

As time passed, Rita's originally shy face gradually turned pale, and her hands, which were held high up in the oil painting, began to tremble weakly. Just when Rita thought her confession had failed, Vlad in front of her spoke.

"Yes, it looks very nice. Please put it in my room."

This short sentence sounded like heavenly sound to the young girl, and her little face, which had been drooping, suddenly lifted up.

The tears that were about to cry hung in the corners of her eyes, and stubbornly flowed back into her eyes, revealing a sunny and bright smile that was touching.

"Yeah!" Rita nodded vigorously, showing a happy smile, picked up the oil painting in her hand, pressed the switch of the wheelchair, and drove upstairs.

He shook his head slightly, secretly sighing that he had inexplicably added another debt of love. At the same time, he picked up the tools in his hands and checked the condition of the female android with life signs that he had picked up when he descended before.

This is the week Vlad has been here.

By sucking the blood of the girl Rita and searching on the computer, Vlad also gained a general understanding of the basic situation of this world.

The planet Maris was originally one of the member states of the Mars Federation.

Six hundred years ago, this was a highly developed technological plane.

There are a total of thirty-six sky cities floating in the sky. They are not only highly developed cities, but also large armed fortresses guarding the planet!
If necessary, these cities can be lifted into space to carry out high-intensity space combat and long-range fire coverage support.

Just six hundred years ago, the Manno Alliance, which belonged to the Mars Federation, a low-level civilization, launched an attack here.

The two sides fought for a total of three hundred years.

Until three hundred years ago, this highly developed technological civilization had been reduced to ruins.

Of the thirty-six sky cities that guard the planet Mars, only three remain in the world.

The surface civilization was directly destroyed in this war.

The survivors had to linger in the ruins of the original city and rebuild their own civilization.

(End of this chapter)