The Most Evil Kind.

Of course, this required some changes in plans, but butter could be obtained very soon, whereas cheeses required aging. Gennady simply flourished. Milk. Cream. Sour cream. Butter. Kefir. Cheeses. He will be able to produce all of these, and this production will be of high quality. And milk can be made into powder! The locals will eagerly accept it.

Savoyardi is a large city standing on the kingdom's largest trade route. They will easily sell their products and fetch high prices for them. It will provide significant financial opportunities for the settlement. And money is the driving force behind many things. The future seemed less bleak already.

As always when going to sleep, Maria took her writing supplies with her. Lying in bed, she pondered things, which she used to her advantage. Every evening before sleep, her thoughts were occupied with magic. More precisely, its artificer section. The captured archmage was a very versatile personality and knew artifact crafting excellently. Although he himself was not interested in creating magical items, he could teach anyone how to do it.

Vampires lacked the necessary materials for artifact production and paid no attention to them at all. Maria also ignored this area for now. She used artificer techniques to explore the possibility of creating new spells. Vampires remained half-baked magicians. They could apply magic but not create anything new. The basis of spells - energy lines, were well observed by the vampires, but to create their own... No experiments or tricks worked and gave the desired result.

And so, in the mornings, the girl drew spell diagrams, intending to later engrave them on the surfaces of steel or wooden sheets and attempt to achieve something new. Why did she do this and how could it help the vampires? Maria couldn't answer these questions. But sleep was her personal time, and she spent it as she saw fit.

This time the route home was changed. Quietly passing through another sleeping stranger's house, she sneaked into the room of a sleeping girl. The mayor's daughter slept curled up and peacefully snored like a child. The vampire quietly stroked her hair and shifted her gaze to her belly. With slight concentration and...

Maria left the house and sat on the porch. There were no emotions or thoughts. The girl was clearly perceived as two living beings.

Alexey Gennadyevich met this morning in the most expensive room, one of the best hotels in Casa. The successful escape restored confidence in his abilities. And although they were not guided by his plan, the power was with him, and no upstarts disputed it.

Crossing the Savoyardi River, the fugitives realized that they had managed to accomplish what they had planned. A feeling of euphoria and freedom engulfed everyone. The first thing the renegades did with their newfound freedom was to commit a robbery. Easily sneaking into the sleeping castle, they took valuables from there without killing anyone. Well, except for a couple of maids who got in their way. But does a pair of humans count?

Leaving the barony, the group of seven vampires changed their plans. Why join the ranks of bandits? They could find them, rob them, and use them as food! What could be easier for a vampire than finding a camp of people in the forest? Only killing these people!

Four gangs were completely wiped out, and their property and hideouts changed owners. And now it was time for the capital of the duchy. Bandits who plied the road had connections here. Why do dirty creatures need so much money? Noble vampires would find better uses for it!

That night his comrades conducted reconnaissance of the bandit dens. He himself, after spending time until late night in a cheerful establishment and enjoying the company of light-minded girls, strolled through the night city and had a couple of drinks with some people he met. And why not? He was strong and powerful. And people are food. It's good to be on this side of the food chain!

Olga Viktorovna entered the room. Having drunk the blood of several dozen people and animals, it kindly affected the woman. She fixed the rest with her personal magic. Now this buxom beauty didn't look a day over thirty, and there was no trace left of her once repellent appearance. How great it is to be a vampire! The former leader approached and embraced the woman. Even clear days could be spent profitably, especially if spent in bed with such a woman!

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