"I quit!"

Willie threw the pen aside, rested his head on his arm on the table, and closed his eyes in a huff.

"I came here to have fun, so why am I studying in almost every world?!"

When he was human, he had to go to school, but now that he's a vampire, he has to listen to lessons from different tutors!

Even worse—

Vili quietly opened one eye and peered through the high stack of books.

The boy stood upright, his white shirt buttoned up to the top, and it was perfectly ironed and spotless.

He seemed unaware of the gaze coming from the shadows, his eyes focused on the paper in his hands, the pen scratching softly, pausing occasionally.

Compared to Willy's side, he had far fewer things on his desk, which were all piled up on the other side.

That was the homework he had already completed.

Yes, homework.

Vili gets a headache just thinking about that word and can't help but miss Kinu Kii from the previous world.

Nearly half a year has passed since he transmigrated into this world and started studying with Elijah.

It is worth mentioning that during this period, he never met his nominal adoptive father, Zephyr Thun.

According to the butler, the prince is currently in a dormant period for vampires and will not awaken for several years or even decades if there is no external interference.

Vili merely marveled at the immortals' concept of time before forgetting about it.

Having an adopted older brother is enough for him; he has no interest in finding himself another father.

Speaking of which...

Vili blinked his bright eyes, a sly glint in them, and a fox-like smile played on his lips.

A moment later, the room fell silent. Elijah's pen brought down the last period, the ink spreading to form a single dot on the paper.

He looked at the empty table not far away, then at his ever-growing pile of homework, and rubbed his temples.

The study door had opened a crack at some point, and Deville, holding a tray, stood outside. Hesitantly knocked twice before pushing the door open and coming in.

"Young Master..."

Before he could finish speaking, he met Elijah's gaze, understood everything, and coughed lightly twice, covering his mouth.

He put down the cup in his hand, his manners impeccable, yet his actions revealed an inexplicable impatience.

"Then, Young Master Elijah, I shall take my leave now."

Elijah could tell that he wanted to go find someone. He glanced at the snow outside the window, but silently took a book from the pile of homework and opened it in front of him.

Deville has been the castle's steward for many years; he'll surely be able to take good care of Willy.

"..."

"...It's cold today, so he's not wearing enough clothes."

However, just as Deville was about to leave, he couldn't help but speak up and give him some advice.

Despite the old man's teasing gaze, Elijah continued writing, though the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

Meanwhile, Willy, whom the two were thinking about, had already begun his own adventure.

Avoiding the servants' gaze, he walked out of the castle, his feet sinking deeper and deeper into the snow, leaving a long trail of footprints that were then buried by the night's wind and snow.

"Host, is it alright for us to come out like this?"

The system's tone was quite worried.

It always felt that as the body aged, the host became much more active than before.

I don't know if this is good or bad.

Vili pulled the fur collar of her black cloak tighter, concealing her small, delicate face, revealing only a pair of bright, star-like eyes.

"I couldn't stand being cooped up in that dark house for so long."

"Besides... since I've come to a world where magic exists, how could I possibly not come out and take a look?"

"But what if we encounter bad people?"

Upon hearing his words, Vili raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Then you can start praying now."

"—I pray that bad guys don't run into me."

After all, by then... it's hard to say who will be in more danger.

As if in response to their conversation, Vili had just stepped into the depths of the forest when suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the dim bushes, accompanied by the crisp cracking sound of a branch breaking, but then it fell into a deathly silence the next second.

"Su, host..."

As Vili walked in that direction without hesitation, the system's electronic voice began to tremble.

“Don’t worry,” Vili reassured it. “In this world, there are probably very few magical creatures more powerful than vampires.”

However, after he parted the bushes, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

"Wow..."

"I really didn't expect that."

Hearing his surprised voice, the system quietly reconnected to the host's visual sharing, dispelling the darkness before them.

"What is that?"

Once it could see what was in front of it clearly, it instantly relaxed.

"It was just a dog."

The silver-white puppy lay motionless in the snow, barely larger than Willie's hand. It was so thin that you could almost see the shape of its bones, and the rise and fall of its chest was barely perceptible, as if it would stop breathing at any moment.

Its body was covered with deep claw marks and bite marks that revealed the bone.

The snow was still falling, landing on its body, blending into its fur, then melting into water due to its body heat, and then freezing into tiny ice pellets, which froze into dry, hard strands.

"Host, you sounded so surprised, I thought something was wrong!" the system chattered on, clearly having completely forgotten its fear. "But this dog looks badly injured, should we save it?"

Vili crouched down, shook the snow off his hood like a little bird, looked down for a few seconds, and then chuckled enigmatically upon hearing this.

"This is not a dog."

As he spoke, he held up his finger and placed it in front of his dry nose—

In the darkness, a faint green light flashed, and in a split second, the sharp teeth bit not flesh and blood, but the falling black cloak, and the deep roar came to an abrupt halt.

Vili slowly withdrew his hand, watching the wolf cub stare blankly as it opened its mouth, wanting to bite the person in front of it again, but having just exhausted all the strength it had accumulated, its body involuntarily convulsing in pain.

Vili picked up the cloak, looked at the hole in it in the moonlight, and shook his head with a tsk-tsk.

"The real culprit."

Only then did the system react, exclaiming indignantly, "We kindly saved it, and it still attacked you!"

"Who said I was saving it?"

Under the wary gaze of the fierce wolf cub, Vili snapped his fingers.

The next second, the icy blue beast's eyes closed tightly, and it unwillingly lost all consciousness.

Vili's hand touched the wolf cub's body, but he ruthlessly pushed it aside, revealing the plant that had been pressed under it.

"Moon Shadow Orchid... This is a rare medicinal herb that only blooms in winter and only flowers once every few years. It has the ability to heal almost all wounds, but it is a poison if eaten directly."

"More importantly, in an ancient book I once read, it was an important ingredient in a certain alchemical recipe."

"What prescription?" the system asked enthusiastically.

Vili laughed.

"—A prescription to turn vampires into humans."