Battle Against the High Lord
The vampire’s class was likely that of a High Lord.
Its movements were much faster than a Vampire Lord.
In a flash, he was in front of me, his arms swinging. I stepped back and dodged the attack.
While he hadn’t even scratched me, part of my clothes was torn.
The High Lord did not have a weapon. It was his hands that had done it.
He seemed a lot stronger than the last High Lord. Perhaps he was special.
That being said, I didn’t have that much experience fighting against them.
Perhaps it was just because this one was larger than usual.
“Well, I’ll find out once you’re dead and I have seen your stone.”
“Strong words. But you are rather fast for a human…”
The High Lord smiled with confidence. It would be bad if he suddenly decided to target Shia and the others instead.
I would have to provoke him.
“And you’re pretty fast for a lesser vampire.”
“Bastard! How dare you suggest that I am a lesser!”
As always, calling a high-ranking vampire a ‘lesser’ was very effective.
Still, I felt that it would not be long before they realized it was a tactic I used a little too often. That would be annoying.
Of course, it meant I had to kill them all without letting them return.
“Well, maybe if you tried a little harder. I don’t think it’s completely out of the realm of possibility for you to become an Arch Vampire one day?”
“You!! I will not forgive this insult!”
The High Lord’s eyes widened as he shrieked.
At the same time, he stepped forward and swung his arms wildly.
When I dodged this attack, he followed up with a Fireball.
I jumped away instead of using a magic barrier.
I wanted to hide the fact I was a Sorcerer for as long as possible.
If he did manage to get away, it would make a big difference if he recognized me as a Warrior instead of a Sorcerer.
The timing for throwing the Fireball had been perfect.
While most A-Rank Adventurers would have been able to dodge his claws, the Fireball would have been very difficult.
“What? I was just trying to pay you a compliment.”
I said with a look of disappointment. But he wasn’t listening anymore.
“Who are you, you bastard?”
He must have been confident that his Fireball would hit. He looked confused.
But I didn’t want his confusion to override his anger. And so it would be better to avoid giving him the opportunity.
I swung the Devil King Sword.
“Oh, just your average F-Rank Warrior.”
“You mock me!”
The High Lord stopped the blade by grabbing it.
Yes, he was strong. This was getting interesting. Of course, this was no time to enjoy the battle.
Shia and the others were fighting too.
I wouldn’t be able to help them if they needed it if I was distracted by this guy.