That Was A Vampire Ancestor Who Could Eat Grass!

Lights flickered in the hall, and giant wings cast shadows on the wall, bringing about an aura of fear.

All sounds suddenly ceased in an instant.

Dracula slowly released the fangs that bit into Giles' neck before wiping away the smear of deep red blood at his lips. His bloodshot eyes slowly become royal blue again.

Giles' shriveled up body fell to the floor and turned into black dust rapidly.

Camilla, who was standing at a corner, watched this scene in a shock. A Vampire Ancestor simply met his end like this while the new Ancestor was born.

Furthermore, all these were done by Dracula, who was mocked for years for eating grass.

"Irina was right. Being a vegetarian occasionally is good for health. At least the blood wouldn't be so sticky," Dracula, who got a glass out from nowhere, murmured as he rinsed his mouth.

"Uncle Dracula, you're considered as half an Ancestor now. You really should watch your image," Camilla reminded him.