Vampire's Slice Of Life-Novel

The people of the restaurant kept pleading with the owner to pay up and get it done with. The owner simply cursed his fate as he looked at these people.

These people’s selfishness, combined with the threat from Mokil, was driving him insane.

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But what could he do? He was helpless. He just laid there without moving and stared at the crowd and Mokil silently.

Mokil, his gang, and the entire crowd were all staring at the owner, waiting for his response. Nobody noticed a person sitting calmly at one of the restaurant’s tables, peacefully eating a cheesecake.

A minute passed and seeing that the owner showed no signs of paying up, Mokil turned to the crowd and said with a creepy smile, “looks like you all will be paying me now. Come, give a coin and get lost. Kekeke.”

The crowd turned silent and nobody dared to utter a single word. Mokil walked towards a person in front and, patting his shoulder, he said with a smile, “coin.”

The person was terrified, but he had to comply with Mokil’s words. He didn’t argue back with him as it would just mean him getting beaten up or killed. Mokil smiled at the guy’s actions and said to him, “wise choice.”

He walked past him after the bank transfer was completed. After paying, the person rushed out of the restaurant and ran as if his life depended on it.

Mokil walked over to another person in the crowd and did the same thing as the previous guy.

This restaurant was a place where middle class people could come and eat from time to time without worries and 1 gold coin was their year’s worth of savings, thus everyone did a bank transfer as no one had one gold coin with them.

Mokil walked and collected money from almost all the people present in the restaurant. The restaurant was almost empty now. Currently, it only had Lith, the owner, the staff of the restaurant, and Mokil’s gang inside.

Mokil’s gaze finally fell on Lith. He had a surprised expression on his face as he observed Lith’s carefree demeanor, who just sipped tea as if nothing unusual was going on. He walked towards Lith, his brow furrowed.

Stopping in front of him, he bent down and said, looking Lith in the eyes, “are you not scared?”

Lith didn’t bother to look at him and said simply while sipping tea, “no.”

Mokil stood straight after hearing this reply. He cracked his neck and said to Lith with a creepy smile, “I don’t know whether you’re an idiot or just ignorant, but you sure seem interesting.”

Lith didn’t bother to reply and continued with his business. Empty barrels make the most noise, was the proverb Lith thought of as he watched Mokil from the start.

There was nothing to be afraid of. He was only here to watch and learn about him so that he could assassinate him later.

However, with how things have turned, Lith understood that doing it later would simply be a waste of time and money. Thus, he chose to simply watch and improvise whenever needed.

He had a lot of battle experience, thus he wasn’t afraid or nervous in such a situation at all.

Mokil saw Lith did not even budge a bit and raised an eyebrow in surprise. He picked up his sword and pointed it towards Lith and said, “boy, don’t blame me if you get killed here today. The reason for your death is you, yourself, for being so ignorant.”

Lith still didn’t act and simply sat there. Mokil was getting frustrated looking at Lith. He wanted to avoid killing anyone as much as possible, but Lith just didn’t follow accordingly.

Wasn’t he just a kid? He even seemed younger than the people present in the restaurant. Why was he not afraid? Just what gave him the confidence? Such were the thoughts Mokil had in his mind.

Though appearances can be deceiving and stronger people exist all over the world, it never occurred to Mokil that he would meet someone stronger today. He was in Kezro city’s Poor Man’s district, which was home to both the middle class and poor people.

While it was a place for the poor people, it was also the place which had the people with the lowest magic ranks. It wasn’t just Poor Man’s district, it was the same all around the world.

It was difficult to point out one’s magic rank so one wouldn’t even know if a Saint rank or someone of a higher realm walked past them.It was rare to come across anyone above rank 6 and even rarer to see anyone of Saint rank and above.

Though there were a lot of high rank beings roaming the world, it wasn’t a lot considering the fact that the world hosted a population of a whopping 100 billion.

There were less than a thousand Emperor ranks and if one looked at the bottom, around rank 6, they were just a few billion, which didn’t even amount to 10% of the world’s population.

Majority of the world was below rank 6 and thus, it wasn’t a surprise that many did not know that there may be someone of a high rank just around them.

Mokil too, like the customers who left, was ignorant of the ways of the world and didn’t know that there may be someone stronger than him present around. Thus, he was ignorantly poking his nose into a place where it didn’t belong.

Mokil made a few more remarks and tried his best to scare Lith into transferring him a gold coin and leave, but he was just treated as air by Lith. Lith didn’t bother with him at all, even as he tried his best and showed his sword.

“Boy, you’re done now.”

Mokil slashed his sword at Lith’s throat after failing to provoke him. Lith remained motionless, allowing the sword to strike him. He raised his hand and held the fast-moving sword between his index and middle fingers as the sword approached his throat.

Black flames covered his fingertips and spread over towards the whole blade. Mokil’s eyes widened with shock as he looked at this scene. He couldn’t believe what was happening right now but before he could even react to it, in front of his eyes fell darkness and he felt his whole body burning.

Mokil yelled in pain as he was torched alive by destruction elemental flames that Lith willed from around his surroundings and channeled at him. Mokil was never able to prepare himself for it.

Even if he had known that Lith would do such a thing, he still wouldn’t be able to block it, as he would need to chant a defensive spell while Lith’s attack would just come at him in the meantime, torching him alive.

Mokil’s voice dimmed down as his body disintegrated little by little because of the destruction flames. He ran around trying to get help, but alas, nobody was able to react in time to help him. Before he could even reach towards his companion, his whole body disintegrated and turned to ash.

Lith finally got up from his seat and walked towards the ashes of Mokil. With his foot, he separated the ash a bit and bent down to pick up a ring.

It was Mokil’s space ring that contained his phone. Holding it in his hand, he walked slowly towards the goons present in the restaurant, who were now looking at Lith fearfully.

They were scared out of their minds as they saw Lith walking towards them. He was in a disguise currently with his hair and eyes being black. His facial structure was also a bit changed. He didn’t look like his previous self at all and just seemed an average teen.

What was common with his previous self were the white cross earring he was wearing, as well as the silver bracelet in his hand. He was also in a casual outfit today, wearing a simple white shirt tucked into black pants, along with a black belt and shoes.

His hair was tied roughly behind into a bun and despite such casual looks, he still couldn’t clear out the air of royalty around him and his elegance.

The goons were so scared that they didn’t dare to move from their place. They knew running away was pointless. Lith was even faster than their boss’s blade and they would just cause their own demise if they tried to run. Thus, they stood in one place and awaited their judgment.