“Hey, have you heard, there’s a meeting at 11 in the night?” A Villager questioned another villager.

“Yeah, I heard about it, I also heard that everyone must be present there.”

“I don’t know what’s going on in the village head’s mind…”

“Yeah… he has never held a meeting so late in the night… I wonder what’s wrong…”

“I also heard that when he announced this meeting, his face was expressionless, it was as if he was troubled by something and was deliberately trying to hide it from us”

“Hmm… It seems to be a major problem…”

“True…”

Similar talks could be heard all over the Forcas Village as every villager was surprised about the sudden meeting and felt weird about the time the meeting was held at.

However, since everyone knew how hard working the village head was, they knew that he wasn’t doing this just for the sake of troubling them and the issue he is going to address will have a great impact on the rest of their life.

Many prayed that the impact to be a good one, while some negative ones had already prepared themselves to live a tough life ahead.

However, there was one man who was completely unbothered by everything and was having a sweet sleep on someone else’s bed.

Ironically, this unbothered man was the cause of the tense atmosphere that shrouded the whole village.

…

10:30 P.M. in the night, villagers started gathering around a huge tree that was usually used as their meeting spot.

“Do you know what the meeting is about?”

“No clue, but they say it will decide our future”

Many similar discussions were heard when the crowd gathered.

“Alright, stop all the discussions, the Village head is here”

Suddenly, a man spoke out loud before he pointed at the tree and an aged man walked in.

As soon as their eyes fell on the aged man, the crowd turned silent and looked forward to what he was going to say.

However, some people with keen eyes noticed the head’s expressionless face and started wondering what the problem could be that it make the village head act like this.

“This man will talk to you all”

Without any greetings or introductions, the village head directly pointed at a man who had covered his face and spoke in a bland, expressionless tone.

The villagers frowned when they noticed how the man had covered his face, but since it was the head who called him, they lowered their guards and looked forward to what he was about to say.

The mysterious man then walked toward the centre and his captivating blood-red eyes shined in the darkness of night.

[All of you, form a line and offer your blood to me till I am satisfied.]

Without wasting any time, Azriel directly used his [Charm] and the villagers’ expression turned blank, their expressions were quite similar to the Village head.

The villagers then started forming a line before a woman, who was at the front walked toward Azriel and stood in front of him without any resistance and with a blank face.

Azriel smiled before his canines elongated before he bit her side nape and started sucking her blood.

The woman who was about to die from blood loss did not react and just let him do whatever he wanted to.

This scene should have confused others, normally, the villagers should have come forwards and should have started attacking Azriel, however,

The other villagers were the same as the woman; they just stood there and watched the scene with expressionless faces as if they were just some puppets with no mind of their own.

‘This is much more comfortable than before… I do not have to chase all these cowards and kill them all before I can start feeding. I just need to stand here; drink all the blood while they form a line in front of me waiting to be devoured.’

*Bam*

“Next”

He then threw the woman’s dried body on the ground and another woman walked forward.

No need to wonder or create suspense, the first woman was dead, however, nobody cared about her, and everyone just waited for their turn.

Now even if Azriel removes his charm and moves out of their sights, they all wouldn’t remember anything and would keep wondering how the woman died.

That was how scary [Charm] is.

“Next”

After devouring another victim, Azriel ordered with a smile on his face and another victim walked forward.

‘Comfortable indeed’

…

Within the next 2 hours, Azriel devoured every single villager and this time, the process was a lot more effortless than before.

However, although he noticed a little increase in his powers, he knew that the change was very minute.

This made him frown.

In the past, his strength increased after he devoured 150 humans, however, he had devoured around 300 humans after that but he had not ‘levelled up’.

‘Is it because I have already levelled up after devouring humans that I can’t get stronger without devouring stronger humans?

No… that shouldn’t be the case, else I would not have noticed this small increase in my strength…’

Then, an evil smirk appeared on his charming face as he muttered.

“I guess I would need to devour more humans if I want to level up…”

Azriel then wiped the blood from his face, before he walked towards another village and after a leisurely, hour-long walk, he appeared in front of another village and entered.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

He then knocked on the door of a random house, and this time, a young woman opened the door with sleepy eyes as she questioned.

“Who are you?”

Azriel’s blood-red eyes shined brightly and he ordered.

[Let me Enter]