She is not an investigator.

"Since we're at the flower shop, I might as well buy a bouquet of flowers."

Rarely finding herself in a good mood, Igris looked at the ornamental flowers in different pots, and finally simply looked at Krisuna.

"How about you recommend one for me?"

"Do you recommend it...? Are you buying it to keep as a pet or...?"

"Give it away, give it to a beautiful young lady."

Krissuna nodded thoughtfully and naturally walked up to the rose.

"It's a classic, but it's definitely a good choice. Nothing is more worthwhile than direct and passionate love."

"Which one is the cheapest? My wallet probably can't support me being too extravagant."

Krisuna covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

“It’s alright. If you’re just giving them away, then the price of each flower is the same. They won’t live long once they’re out of the soil anyway, so five copper coins will be enough.”

"It's really a great deal!"

Igris nodded, pretending not to care, but still reluctantly took out a silver coin.

"The extra amount isn't a tip."

"Know it."

Krisuna accepted the silver coin and placed the rose and fifteen copper coins in her palm.

Please keep this safe.

Igris put the money in her pocket and carefully examined the rose in her hand. Whether it was worth five copper coins or not, Igris bought it anyway, probably without any chance of regret.

"It is indeed very beautiful."

Igris took a gentle sniff; a fragrance of earth spread across the petals, but unfortunately, the flower's own scent was not very pronounced.

"This is for you."

"...?"

Krisuna paused for a moment, and only when Igris held the rose in front of her did her eyes widen slightly, her expression showing a hint of surprise.

After all, she never expected that the beautiful lady Igris was talking about was her, nor did she expect that someone would buy her flowers and then give them to her.

"You're such a weirdo, buying my flowers and giving them to me."

"I've already paid for it, so the flower belongs to me now. It's my freedom to give it to whomever I want, isn't it?"

Krisuna smiled and accepted the rose.

"Well, thank you for the roses, I really like them."

Igris smiled too, though she wasn't really happy inside.

"I don't know your name yet."

After talking for so long, Krisuna finally remembered this and took the initiative to ask Igris's name.

“Igris, you can call me that.”

“My name is Krisuna, you can call me that.”

She mimicked Igris's tone, blinking as she spoke.

“I know, Derain introduced you to me, and he said we were a good match.”

Igris mimicked Krisuna's gesture, winking at her gently, and then, while Krisuna was still in a daze, turned and walked out of the flower shop.

"I have something to do, so I'll stop here for now. See you another day."

She left without waiting for Krisuna's reply, and Krisuna finally came to her senses, looking at Igris's departing figure with a strange expression.

"wack."

She looked at the rose in her hand, but still smiled. Instead of putting it back in the soil, she placed it on the side of the counter.

This means that she did indeed accept the gift.

……

Igris did indeed have things to do. As she walked through the square, her earlier ease and confidence vanished, replaced by a more worried expression.

"...We need to be more careful with our spending."

She spent five copper coins to buy a name, without getting any other useful information. At this rate, she would eventually starve to death on the streets because she couldn't afford food.

Following the path she remembered, she returned to that gloomy alley, stepping on the cobblestones, and once again returned to her front door.

The most valuable thing that can be moved from this house is probably this door.

But instead of rushing in, she let go of the doorknob the moment she grasped it, and looked at the door panel that had been pulled open.

There were a few scratches on it, not very noticeable, but they weren't there when Igris left.

Most people would probably find it hard to notice, and even if they did, they would struggle to understand what it was. But Igris was different. In her decades as an investigator, she had handled countless cases and seen countless identical symbols, so she had a deep understanding of what it was.

A mark, the mark of vampires.

Is Igris being targeted? Does she really look that easy to bully?

It must have been engraved around the time Igris left. This means that if she chooses to stay in her own home tonight, a large bat might appear in the middle of the night and drain her already meager blood, turning her into a dried-up human.

What's the best course of action in this situation? Hide away, anywhere is fine, as long as she doesn't sleep in this room. That way, the vampire won't be able to find her so easily. If she hides long enough, the vampire will eventually change targets or starve to death.

But who is she? She is Aaron, a role model among investigators, the pride of every investigator, and a terrifying humanoid creature who has survived to this day after witnessing countless great beings.

…Although he died once along the way, he is still alive for now.

Therefore, Igris has no intention of running away or hiding.

What are vampires afraid of? This is something most people have heard about.

Silverware, mirror, garlic, cross, awl.

But as a seasoned investigator, Iglesias fully understands what they are truly afraid of.

There weren't many, but they were all deadly.

For example, silverware. Silver does indeed cause extra damage to vampires, which is why most vampires will actively avoid silver furniture. Mirrors used to be made of silver, but not anymore, so this is a fairly common misconception.

Does Igris Chung have silver at home? She's not sure, but she doesn't need those nine things; she has more convenient and handy tools.

bullet.

She doesn't want to cause trouble, but if trouble comes knocking, that's a different story.

The Fools of the Gods - The Worship of Eternal Night: Chapter Five, The Vampire Slayer

As night fell, the city returned to its deathly silence.

The streets were dark, the moonlight was obscured by the gloomy weather, and the poor were unwilling to light kerosene lamps. Darkness permeated almost every corner, planting seeds of fear in everyone's heart.

Except for Igris.

She is not afraid of the dark, nor is she afraid of what lurks in the darkness.

Tonight was destined to be anything but peaceful, but she didn't care. Just like every day, she took off her clothes and lay peacefully in bed, waiting to fall asleep.

The night can be long, especially when you're trying to wait for something to happen.

Finally, the overwhelming exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she could no longer hold on. Her eyes closed slightly, and her soft breathing indicated that she had successfully fallen asleep, peacefully and steadily.

The night was indeed long.

Even in an environment so quiet that even breathing sounds noisy, subtle sounds can be heard in this house.

The door was pushed open, making a slightly harsh scraping sound, but the sound was too faint to disturb anyone's peaceful sleep.

From among the seven dark tumors at the entrance, a pair of scarlet-winged eyes slowly appeared, greedily gazing at the beautiful girl sleeping soundly on the bed.

Its hungry gaze fixed on the bedside, its ravenous hunger urging it to take the next step. So it opened its mouth, revealing its terrifying fangs.

Then, it bit into the girl's gun barrel.

……

and many more?

What did it bite onto?

boom!

A burst of fire and a faint rumble erupted simultaneously, followed by the sound of bullets piercing flesh, and crimson liquid splattered out, splashing all over Igris's face.

The gunshot was crisper and quieter than she had imagined; at least she didn't have to worry about being called in by the authorities because of the gunshot.

"Ahhhh!"

The terrifying vampire clutched his mouth in agony. His powerful life force meant that even though a bullet had pierced most of his head, he hadn't completely died. His uniquely vampire screams continued to emanate, which annoyed Igris, who shoved the gun barrel back into his mouth and pulled the trigger.

The bullets fired again, blood and unidentified liquid splattered, and the large bat lost its last bit of life, collapsing in a pool of blood.

But Igris knew it wasn't over yet.

Sure enough, after dealing with one vampire, another terrifying monster rushed in through the door. Igris didn't know what it looked like, but judging from its scarlet eyes, she could roughly guess what it looked like.

With its pale skin, slender limbs, a mouth that takes up almost half of its face, and terrifying fangs, it has a human form but no hair whatsoever. The only word Igris can use to describe it is "ugly."

Werewolves are cuter than them.

boom!

Another shot was fired, and in the flash, the vampire's scream rang out again, undoubtedly indicating that the attack had hit its mark.

These creatures have very low intelligence, comparable to wild beasts. Apart from some basic hunting skills, they don't even have their own language and are quite weak beings.

Similarly, they will not feign injury to lower people's guard and then launch a fatal attack.

…But the guy in front of me seems a bit different.

Igris missed it because it saw the wood chips flying, but not the gushing blood.

The guy in front of her was lying to Igris.

"If you can evolve... you'd better learn how not to cause trouble first."

……