Why are there only loser heroines around me?

Dracula is his noble vampire surname, and Gremi is his first name.

"I won't play with you anymore." Yanai knew she couldn't stay any longer.

She quickly took away the thermos, put on her shoes, and opened the window. However, when she turned over and jumped down, her heel accidentally hooked on the window frame, which caused her body's center of gravity to be instantly unbalanced. She had hoped to have a handsome "Super British landing", but unexpectedly she fell headfirst into the flowers outside the mansion.

Yanaijian poked her head out from inside, her long azure hair tangled up by thorns like a chicken coop, with a few strands of weeds and a few wine-red rose petals on it.

"Chase!"

"She stole the precious blood of Dracula! She can't leave New York alive!"

"Damn livestock!"

“——Pa~!” Yanaijian heard a loud slap sound coming from behind him.

Perhaps the visitor was an elder in the young baron's family, older than his brother, and the scene of him being slapped must have been very exciting, but Yana saw that she had no time to look back. She had to leave the manor quickly and then find a way to return to Japan and send the noble's high-quality blood back to Ukyo.

..........

Two minutes ago.

The vampire girl in a white evening gown opened the car door for the boy in a crimson suit. Her skin was cool and fair, and her facial features were delicate, like a work of art created by God to show off his skills.

Youjing felt that vampires and mixed-bloods were a bit similar. They all had beautiful looks blessed by their blood, speed and strength beyond that of ordinary people, and they stood out from the crowd.

As soon as Youjing got out of the car, he attracted a lot of attention from the surrounding people, not only women, but also men. They seemed to be eager for the sudden arrival of the sweet blood bag, whose alluring aroma surpassed that of all the humans in the scene.

This made it easy for Youjing to distinguish the vampires and humans in the manor ball. In that instant just now, the one with undisguised greed in his eyes was definitely a vampire, and the others who didn't look at him were most likely humans.

Judging from the appearance, the number of humans and vampires in this dance should be half and half.

He asked his connections in New York to get tickets for the ball.

Yanami's location is shown here.

This is a "blood feast" prepared by the vampire nobility and some "upper class" in human society.

The young masters of the great families can freely choose the objects of their affection at the Blood Feast, grant them the First Embrace, and make them their "special blood bags" who will obey their orders. Once granted the First Embrace by the nobles, in addition to becoming the other party's food at any time, both women and men will inevitably become tools for the upper nobles to vent their desires.

But how can we explain this kind of thing... All those who come to participate in the blood feast actually do so willingly, and it is a win-win for both sides. The first embrace means "eternal life" to humans, not to mention that the nobles of these blood-sucking monsters are a group of naturally handsome men and beautiful women, and few people would object to their special behaviors other than blood-sucking.

Although there is no difference between a vampire crushing a human and killing an ant, as long as you are not a smelly vampire hunter or one of those dirty "first embrace thieves", the nobles will still be very polite to you. In their eyes, beautiful ordinary people are like pet dogs and canaries, and most vampires are reluctant to kill their cute pets.

But if this pet wants to eat at the table...

That’s a pity. No matter how beautiful your pet is, it cannot escape the nightmare of being run over.

...Ukyo came to see Yana.

He got the qualification to attend the ball with the help of his friend. If he didn't do so, he would have to fight his way in with a silver sword. There are at least 100 nobles in this manor, in addition to some servants and security guards of low blood. Imagine what it would be like for a guy with a physical fitness slightly better than that of an ordinary person to deal with 100 half-bloods?

Ukyo is here to rescue people, not to fight.

He kept staring at Yanami's location on his phone. She was very close to him and was moving towards him.

Youjing saw the familiar long azure hair. She wore a high-cut, backless black evening gown from somewhere, exposing her slender legs. She held a thermos in one hand and a pair of nude high heels in the other. The girl's graceful figure flew up, and she stepped on the table with her legs. With the help of inertia, she turned around suddenly and swung her hand, hitting a security guard in the face with a large metal thermos. Half of his face immediately sank, and two fangs flew out, piercing the highball glass on the bartender's plate not far away, breaking off several pieces of glass. The fangs dipped into the wine, and the deep red wine instantly caught fire!

"Yanami?" Ukyo looked a little surprised. The girl had an indifferent expression. After landing, she looked around, looking for an escape route in the crowd.

"Youjing?" Her eyes swept across a familiar figure.

Ukyo suddenly felt that he didn't recognize Yana. She looked like his former colleague in her high-cut evening gown.

But she had a lot of thorn branches and broken petals in her hair, and she always looked a little embarrassing even when she was being handsome, which made her very similar to one of his colleagues.

But it is not important.

Ukyo quickly pulled out the Beretta from his waist and shot the pursuer behind Yanami in the middle of his eyebrows.

"Come with me!"

He grabbed Yanami's wrist.

"Stop them!" The young baron of the Dracula family chased out from behind. His face looked obviously paler than other vampires.

Ukyo seemed to understand what was happening.

But he didn't feel comfortable asking now.

He reached out and tapped the phone screen twice, and Nekomata and Kuhuo Bird appeared from the screen at the same time. A noble was silently slashed in the neck by Kuhuo Bird's rapier. The crowd began to get angry. Two tall black vampires pulled out hunting knives from under the table, leaped up four or five meters, and pounced on Yanami like a tiger. Ukyo reached out and grabbed the cat's neck on his shoulder, and threw Nekomata onto Yanami.

The two-tailed cat let out another mournful cry in mid-air, and was almost chopped in half by the hunting knife!

Yana, who was possessed by Nekomata, seemed to have suddenly become a different person. She lowered her head and turned sideways, and the hunting knife brushed against her hair. She took a wrong step forward, grabbed the black vampire's arm with one hand, and with a pull and a pull, she actually broke the bone of his right arm. She stood up holding his shoulder and kicked sideways, kicking the face of another vampire who was flying towards her. With the sound of his nose cracking, the black vampire felt dizzy, and when his vision returned, he saw the stars and the moon above his head.

There was a sound of breaking air from the right. It was the silver rifle in the hands of a vampire. She found that her eyes could see the traces of bullets, so she took a small step forward to avoid the bullet. Then she grabbed the collar of a vampire, lifted him up easily, caught a bullet with his back and pushed him in front of the vampire with the gun.

Then Guhuo Bird took action, piercing the two of them at the same time with the rapier in her hand.

The vampires realized that they had hit a wall. This woman was different. Her speed and strength were even better than those of these vampire nobles. That man was even more extraordinary. He had just killed two viscounts of the Brown family with two silver bullets.

Yanami pulled Nekomata by the neck and threw him back onto Ukyo.

Cats, like bats, are nocturnal animals, and the Nekomata's abilities are particularly strong at night. The moment Ukyo received the Nekomata, two whiskers appeared on his serious face, making him look a little funny.

The window of a black extended Lincoln was rolled down, and a vampire in high boots got out of the car. He glanced around coldly, then raised the gold-studded Desert Eagle in his hand and aimed at the young man in the middle of the crowd. The crisp sound of metal collision was heard, and the silver sword in the young man's hand swept something away. The organizer of the blood banquet who had just arrived, the vampire Grand Duke, looked at the bullet that rolled to his feet and was neatly cut in two, and his pupils shrank!

He had tested the speed and strength born in the environment of spiritual revival. In the eyes of these high-level vampires, bullets were equivalent to stones thrown by an adult with full force. They could be dodged but it was not easy. If one wanted to use a sword or something like that to cut them in the moment they flew towards him, it would probably take thousands of times of practice.

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Perhaps dodging a few bullets is enough for them. No one would practice splitting bullets with a knife. Even if you split an unknown rubber or plastic bullet in the training ground, would you dare to use a knife to split live bullets in actual combat? Obviously, dodging the bullet is safer.

So the Grand Duke of the Blood Tribe initially thought that the boy who chopped bullets with a knife was a brave madman, until he saw the boy's wolf-like fluorescent green eyes and the two short mustaches on the sides of his cheeks in the night...Boundless fear exploded in Grand Duke Landau's mind, and an image gradually emerged in his mind -

........That was the cold-blooded killer who appeared in "Its Story", the incarnation of Archangel Gabriel, the hunter Van Helsing who could single-handedly challenge an entire order of vampire paladins.

The Grand Duke of the Blood Clan is different from other strange creatures. He knows how to learn and how to access knowledge from strange worlds. So he knows that as a product of spiritual revival, he will be restrained by certain things. But as a noble first-generation species, garlic cannot weaken his strength, silver cannot poison him, and he even disdains holy water and crosses. The only one who can hurt him is Van Helsing in human legend.

Some works describe it as a werewolf with black hair all over its body. Its most notable features are the green vertical pupils in the dark and the beards on both sides of its cheeks. When the Grand Duke looked at Ukyo, it was these two characteristics of his that made him feel terrified!

Vertical pupils and wolf whiskers are one of the characteristics revealed by the legendary hunter before his incarnation.

"Everyone stop it!"

At a command from Grand Duke Landau, the battle came to an abrupt end. All the vampires stopped fighting at this moment and looked at their Grand Duke in confusion.

"Let them go." The Grand Duke ordered his followers, but opposition immediately arose from the crowd.

That was Dracula's 14-year-old youngest son, who pointed at the blue-haired girl angrily.

"Grand Duke, she stole my blood! We must not let them go! How can we give our precious First Embrace to humans casually?"

"It doesn't matter."

"what?"

"It's okay with what I say." The Grand Duke waved his hand, signaling the crowd to disperse. He slowly walked to Youjing, humbly grabbed his hand, and placed his forehead on it.

"Dear Mr. Van Helsing, I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll escort you out myself."

Ukyo frowned.

Although he had given himself the identities he used when traveling abroad, he had never worn the Van Helsing vest before. He didn't know what kind of information had caused the vampire duke in front of him to mistake him for Van Helsing. In short, he didn't have to fight anymore, which was a good thing.

Van Helsing's legendary rival is Dracula, likely inspired by the historical Impaler. If Dracula were to be resurrected from myth, he would undoubtedly be consumed by a desire for revenge against the vampire hunter who once slew him, and would likely go to war the moment they met. However, the fact that the Grand Duke treated him with such courtesy and respect suggests his surname is likely not Dracula.

He said respectfully, "Sir, remember to keep the blood refrigerated. The ideal temperature is between 4 and 6 degrees Celsius. Noble blood will quickly lose its activity at room temperature. Once left for more than 24 hours, it will turn into a deadly poison. However, if refrigerated, the blood will remain active for about a month..."

The explanation given by Da Gong is very considerate.

"May I ask where Mr. Van Helsing is staying these days?"

"I'm temporarily living in Japan."

"Okay, I will immediately warn the tribesmen who have settled in Japan not to provoke the people around you."

"..."

The Archduke's attentiveness was frightening.

He even walked the two of them all the way to the plane before leaving.

"That's about it." As Youjing said this, Grand Duke Landau said nervously, "Of course not. I must ensure that you two leave New York safely."

.......

...

On the plane, Yana didn't ask why the vampire leader was suddenly so respectful to them. She just handed the thermos to Ukyo and said, "I put it in a thermos. It's still warm. Drink it while it's hot."

"No need." Ukyo said, "I've already found the heart."

He covered the thermos again and did not blame her for going to the United States without permission.

"How did you kill the vampire?" Ukyo was still curious about this.

"I didn't kill him. The silver content of ordinary silver kitchen knives is too low." Yanaijian puffed out his chest and said confidently, "I just secretly attacked a 14-year-old brat who was greedy for beauty."

As she spoke, Yanaijian took out a dagger from her handbag. Thanks to the escort of Grand Duke Landau, the two of them didn't even have to go through security check. She handed the dagger to Ukyo to see as if to show off. The dagger was very beautiful, with two gems, one red and one blue, embedded in the handle. The scabbard and the handle were both made of pure gold, and it must have cost a lot of money.

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"There can be one more exhibit at the Ishifu Festival." Ukyo said this as he lay on the lazy sofa in the first class cabin. He really needed a good sleep. He had been hiking in the Demon Realm for a whole day and then took the flight to the United States that day. He only closed his eyes for two or three hours in a half-asleep state in the bumpy economy class.

It is difficult for people to fall asleep when they have something on their minds, but now that his worries are gone, he fell asleep quickly.

The Ishiba Festival at the end of the month was still a few days away, but he wasn't worried about this small fair where high school students would set up stalls. However, it would be nice to have a few days' rest. His nerves had been too tense recently, and it was time for him to have a good rest. When he was on the plane, he had shared with his colleagues in the Night Watch channel the key to finding the "heart". The Night Watch channel was full of "good news", and his colleagues had found their "hearts" one after another. Now that this was the case, he could finally sleep peacefully.

"Yanaimi, wake me up when we get to Japan."

"Oh, okay." Yanami, who was typing on the phone, made an "OK" gesture to him, as if this was a very ordinary thing.

The next morning.

Organized by the Supernatural Society.

Ukyo was about to have a cup of morning coffee when he noticed someone coming to the door.

He thought it was Yanami, but when he turned around, he saw a zombie-like girl in a nurse's uniform. Her body was whiter than the vampire that Ukyo had seen in New York two days ago. Ukyo almost thought that his peaceful days would be broken by a case like the "T-virus outbreak". He was ready to reach out for his gun. The silver Glock he brought back from the United States was not confiscated when he went through Japanese customs. He showed his "Exorcist" certificate to the inspector and successfully got a bug. The inspector successfully let his gun pass as an "exorcism weapon".

To be honest, Ukyo, who has been having some PTSD lately, almost took off his insurance, but the beautiful girl in a nurse's uniform who looks like a zombie is actually Shikiya.

You Jing couldn't help but know: "Your illness seems to have worsened. I gave you some wolfberries. Did you drink them with water?"

"No." When Shikiya spoke, Ukyo noticed that Xiaoju sneaked in through the door. She tried her best not to be discovered, but still couldn't escape Ukyo's eyes.

"This...is not important." Shikiya collapsed on the sofa, "I have...more important things..."

Ukyo grabbed a handful of wolfberries from his antique display cabinet, stood up and filled the water dispenser with hot water. When he returned to the sofa, he caught a glimpse of rock sugar and apple slices in the display cabinet. The rock sugar was probably the work of Tsukinoki, who loved afternoon tea, and the apple slices must have been put in by the greedy Yanami. It seemed that these two things could also nourish the body when soaked in water, Ukyo thought to himself... He grabbed a little of both things, ran into the water, and brought them to Shikiya's table.

"Drink it while it's hot. It's good for your body."

Shikiya shrank her body, she seemed a little resistant to hot things.

"You, you, you must not be ungrateful. This was brewed by our president himself. He never offers anything to others."

Ukyo looked at Xiaoju with a higher opinion. Even though she seemed a little bit bully, she actually dared to get angry at her senior, which was a big improvement.

After hearing this, Shikiya picked up the "hot tea" on the table, blew on it with his pursed lips, took a sip, and then put the white porcelain cup back.

She actually stuck out her tongue in a cute way. "The taste of apple soaked in water... is a bit hard to describe. Besides... the rock sugar hasn't melted yet. President Ukyo, I'll drink it later. Besides... I told you when I walked in that I had something important to do. Why... are you ignoring me?"

Shikiya crawled over from his sofa like a zombie, dragging her obscene breasts on the sofa. Xiaoju's eyes were fixed on the gap in the middle. It was so big that she couldn't help but look at it.

The senior sister just pulled out a piece of paper from her low-necked nurse skirt.

"Ishifu Festival...classroom...borrowing...application form..."

"But your president Fang Huyuan said that the school has allocated the largest classroom for our club."

"That being said...but...you still need to specify in your application...the items to be exhibited, the tour route...and many other important things."

"This kind of thing isn't the president's responsibility in our supernatural club. Shikiya, you should go talk to my vice-president."

Shikiya tilted his head in confusion.

"Such an important matter actually requires the Vice President to be consulted... Then... what does the President do?"

"Of course it's something more important."

At this moment, another person's footsteps were heard at the door. Senior Shikiya suddenly turned her face towards the door. Yana, who had just stepped into the club office, froze when she saw this.

"I have a bad feeling."

"H-Hana-Me...!"