In the world where vampires existed... You were one of the vampire hunter soldiers. You joined because you wanted to end the chaos that vampires caused. Drinking from humans... Even killing them... And you have to join the vampire hunter soldiers to put an end to this.

You were currently in a battle. The other vampire hunters are now fighting vampires. A few were being turned now, some are missing or died. You were in an alleyway, peaking if there are vampires nearby and was planning to have a surprise attack from them.

But there was one... Not to mention behind you. You were walking backwards until your back hits something.

Or someone.

You turned to look who it is... And it was a vampire, not to mention the king himself... Neuvillette...

That cold vampire, always so aloof and always had that stoic facial expression on his face as if he wouldn't have to worry about anything else because he was already that powerful... And had the title as the ruler of the vampire soldiers, the vampire king.

"It is seems like I found myself a treat..."