Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Her sudden appearance so close to Robert almost made him gag. 'What the hell? I couldn't even perceive her when she was so close?' In shock, he took a deep breath. 'Hell...'

The woman then poured them some tea and left the rest on the table. "When he about to return, I'll let you know. The kitchen is available for you to use if you get hungry, though you can call me if you wish." After saying this, the woman walked to the mansion's stairs and sat down on them.

Right after that, she disappeared again.

Robert even came to think that she was some kind of strange ghost. But, when she appeared, he could feel her, and she didn't look so powerful, so what was going on?

But, no matter how hard he thought, he could never find an answer. In the end, he decided to wait in silence as the minutes ticked by.

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Just down the stairs where the woman had disappeared, that same woman was sitting on Matthew's lap as she removed her mask.

"I didn't expect you to be such a good actress, Isla." Matt said, smiling at her as he gently hugged her around her waist.

She smiled. "When you called me to put on an act like that, I had to practice in my mind. Besides, I tend to play with Alessa when I'm around Alice, and sometimes she does that for fun." Isla replied tenderly.

"Oh, you know that little girl?"

"Of course, she always goes around saying that you are her husband, and she goes around Alice all the time." After saying this, Isla remembered something and walked over to Matthew to look at him strangely.

"She also told me that you had a daughter with her. Is that true?" She asked suspiciously.

Matthew gasped when she was asked that question and felt his head hurt. 'This girl...' He felt the urge to tell Alessa off, but besides the fact that she was far away, she wasn't entirely wrong either; though they weren't Aline's parents, at least not him, she might be.

Still, he shook his head. "No, those are fallacies she told you." He replied jokingly before continuing with the explanation.

"Actually, we both made a spirit. I told you about her earlier. The woman with tank abilities, remember her? When you reach 30,000 power, I'll grant her to you so you can do the Academy missions with a tank in front of you and further develop your ability."

Isla was surprised by his answer. "I see; she says that because you both created a spirit? Is it with that thing you mentioned to me, the Spirit Essence?" She asked, and Matthew nodded.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"That's right, she's not really our daughter, though it could be considered that if she wants it."

Isla then nodded softly, understanding what he meant. And after a few moments of thought, she leaned back against Matt's chest as she looked at the old men sitting there.

"Won't you go see them? They seem to be very powerful."

Matt shrugged. "Naturally, they are powerful. They're as powerful as the Queen on an ordinary chessboard. But that's precisely why they can't move from where they are. Because they are all on a chess board, waiting for the player to move his pieces." He replied amusedly.

Isla understood his analogy and smiled. "I like watching you play. Lately, I feel like you're having more fun, " she said as she stared at him from the side.

She had long loved to look at Matthew. To her, he was the most beautiful thing her eyes could see.

Still, she was slightly confused.

'Since that day... Why do I feel like I know him more and more? Why am I enjoying things that used to scare me? I used to want to have peaceful days, but now I feel that such dangerous days are the ones that fit him best...' Ever since she had a beautiful night of passion with Matt, strange memories were entering her mind.

But she couldn't understand them.

Maybe Matt did something or tried to convey information to her, so she tried repeatedly to understand it, but there was nothing. In all those thoughts, Matthew was present. His handsome, manly face crossed her mind whenever one of those memories came up. And they didn't feel like recent memories.

Still, she didn't mention it to him so as not to worry him or perhaps so as not to upset him.

Matthew smiled at her response and carried her as he stood up. "I like to watch you cook; how about you cook me something?" Matt asked, leading her into the kitchen.

Although Isla was surprised, she quickly nodded with a face full of happiness. "Of course, Matt!" she replied, cheerful as always.

Immediately after, she put on an apron and pulled several kitchen things out of her ring. "What do you want to eat?" she asked, and Matthew, who stood watching her from the side, shook his head.

"You can surprise me. Let me try your best dish." He spoke.

Isla perked up and immediately started cooking.

The kitchen was in an adjoining room from where the guests were, but both continued to be invisible to them. This was the effect of Matthew's ability.

Although it was very difficult to use at the moment, he could keep it active for a long time as long as he did not touch the depths of the ability, so he was not worried about being discovered.

Thus, he allowed Isla to cook as she pleased.

While chopping some of the recipe's ingredients, Isla couldn't resist looking at Matt, who was also staring at her. This distracted her for a moment, and in the next second, she felt a small pain transmitted through her finger, so she quickly retracted it.

"Ah..."

Matthew smiled a little and reached for her. "Keep your eyes on the kitchen when you're cooking. My mom tended to tell me that a lot," Matt said and went to bite his finger to squirt some of his blood into the bit large wound so she would recover faster.

Still, before doing so, he was stunned and looked at Isla's finger. 'Did it heal?' In shock, he couldn't help but look at the other fingers on her hand, thinking he had grabbed it wrong.

But then Isla quickly pulled her hand back. Still, Matthew managed to grab her faster than she did.

'She healed that fast? Impossible, even I don't have that healing ability.' The finger was perfectly recovered as if such a wound had never existed.

But how long had it been? Ten seconds?

He looked at Isla, who averted her gaze in frustration.

"I don't know what it is. For the past few days, my body has been recovering very quickly. Maybe it's the effects of our first night together... Maybe it's because of your blood or something else? But I didn't want to tell you until you finished your current mission. I'm sorry." She replied softly, feeling some guilt.

Maybe she should have told him everything from the beginning, she thought.

She thought Matt would be angry, but he wasn't. He was actually so happy that he grabbed her around the waist and put her on the kitchen table.

"What are you apologizing for?" He said and kissed her gently. "If my beautiful Isla now has such a high healing ability, it's too good a thing."

Isla was confused, but Matthew's joy was infectious for her, and she couldn't help but smile and hug him, feeling the weight of hiding something from him disappear from her.

They both proceeded to kiss, but Matthew was pensive.