Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 264 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 1

【Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. 】

"..."

The side quest reward, "Resurrection Spell," has been awarded.

[Note: The resurrection spell requires the user to learn it first before it can be used.]

The system spoke for a long time, but its host didn't even glance at him. He secretly looked at Zhao Zhao's cold face and felt a little guilty.

Is the host still angry about the previous world?

[Ahem, host, are you entering the next world?]

"Hmm." Zhao Zhao's face was very pale. The emotions in the small world had been blocked, but the memories were still there, and the impact made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

[Note: The host's mental capacity will be correspondingly lowered in this world.]

A wave of dizziness washed over him. Zhao Zhao opened his eyes and found himself lying inside a dark, hard container. From his memory, he knew it was a small coffin.

This time, he transmigrated into the body of a minor vampire named Hilgarven in a Western fantasy world. He was the youngest son of Morsen Cain, the progenitor of the vampire clan, and the younger brother of several vampire princes. He was born weak and ultimately died young.

In this world, humans and vampires coexist. The vampires are powerful, and despite their small numbers, they still manage to rule over a vast number of humans.

In the last hundred years, with the slumber of the vampire progenitor Morsen Cain, the princes began to manage government affairs. Due to the princes' brutal and bloodthirsty rule, human society entered the darkest period of rule in thousands of years.

This time, the villains they face are Zhao Zhao's own older brothers and sisters.

Main Quest: Reform the villains and usher in an era of benevolent governance for human society.

Side Quest: Lift the Vampire Curse.

curse?

The system noticed Zhao Zhao's confusion and explained, "The curse needs to be found by the host himself."

"Ah."

[Host's character profile—a forgetful, easygoing little one.]

This persona is completely unsuitable for missions, because after the persona was conveyed, Zhao Zhao almost forgot that she was a mission taker.

[Attention, host, your two-year lifespan countdown has begun. Please complete the mission as soon as possible.]

"..."

After waiting for a while without any action from the host, the system urged, "Host? Please complete the task as soon as possible."

“…No rush.” Zhao Zhao’s soft voice came from the dark environment, and her slow tone confirmed the word “no rush.”

System: [...] He was speechless for the first time at the character design.

[Host, you have five brothers and sisters in this world who need to be reformed! Time is of the essence!]

"Oh." It was still that infuriating tone. Zhao Zhao closed his eyes, just about to doze off for a while, when there was a "snap" sound. The moonlight shone into the dark coffin, and the lid of the coffin where he was sleeping was opened.

Lazily opening her blood-red eyes, Zhao Zhao could barely make out the person's appearance in the dim moonlight.

The man was dressed in a black and red European-style court suit, adorned with exquisite silks and jewels, exuding elegance and nobility in every gesture. Under the moonlight, his fair skin was almost translucent, and his refined face was serious and composed, never smiling. At this moment, his deep, ruby-red eyes were fixed intently on Zhao Zhao.

"Hilgarven, you're finally awake."

A deep voice sounded in her ear, and Zhao Zhao quietly looked at his outstretched hand, her small body obediently nestled in his broad embrace.

Feeling the strong blood connection emanating from him, Zhao Zhao vaguely remembered that there really was such a relative. "Second brother?" he called out tentatively, his eyes fixed on his face.

Morsen Cain looked into the cub's innocent eyes, his face solemn. "I am your father."

An almost inaudible sigh disappeared into the darkness. He gently ruffled his bright white hair. "When will you remember me? Hmm?"

A white light flashed across his finger, leaving a wound. Mosen Cain squeezed out a drop of blood and calmly brought his finger to Zhao Zhao's lips.

"Drink up," he said succinctly.

Young vampires need to be raised using the blood of their immediate family members.