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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

Victor_Weismann · Fantasy
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Chapter 449: What has been lost cannot be recovered so easily.

Chapter 449: What has been lost cannot be recovered so easily.

"You got it?"

"Huh...?"

"I said I wouldn't forgive you, and neither would Ophis. Control yourself, Old Man." Victor gave a light warning to Vlad not to lose control.

"H-Huh…?"

"…why are you looking at me like you've seen a ghost?"

"Hmm..." Vlad didn't know what to say and just fell silent, looking extremely confused.

"Is he getting senile?" Natashia asked as she relaxed a little more but still had her guard up.

"I doubt it, vampires don't suffer from symptoms of old age... But since he's so old, maybe?" Agnes responded, but unlike Natashia, she was still fully prepared to react if something happened.

"...." Scathach just stood watching Vlad, she was one of the people who knew the old man the most, and she knew he wouldn't lose his composure that easily.

Victor narrowed his eyes when he saw Vlad like this but ignored it when he felt Ophis holding his arms.