Drac only had to sit in the dark for an hour so, when the door of the kitchen door was pushed open Jina, the cook of the castle came in. She was a woman in her twenties, with an hourglass-like anime girl-style body, she could have been a model on Earth. Hell, even here she was considered quite a catch in this world.

As the kitchen was shrouded in darkness, she didnt spot him and got to work immediately. She lit a candle at her kneading station, and was going to prepare the dough for the bread for tonight’s dinner when he finally spoke, “You know,” hearing his voice, she jumped in the air like a spooked cat, “For a defenseless woman, you should pay more attention to your surroundings,”

“What are you doing here Drac?” she asked.

He stood up and walked up to her, “Wanted to talk to you about something important.”

“I wonder what could be the reason that you are behaving like a white sucker,”

“A what?” the name reminded him of the humanoid creature that an albino woman set free on him and the inquisitors.

She sighed, “White suckers,” she said, “It is a legend. They are these creatures who tore apart there bodies of their victims and suck their blood. It is said that they lurk in the dark, and pounce at the unsuspecting victims.”

They were sounding more and more like those creatures to Drac. But then he pushed his thoughts aside, and spoke, “Jina. I need you. I have some work that you can do, it could make you a lot of coin,”

She looked at him warily, “What do you want… sire,” her voice told him that she was getting scared.

He moved closer to her, “I want to borrow your body, Jina. I want to use your body to fulfill a very selfish desire of mine. And you will do everything that I order you to do,”

She took a step back, “P..please. No,” Her eyes started watering, “I cannot. I have a son,”

“No one would know about you did. No one will ever know,” Backed to a corner, she could not move. “Now. Open your mouth,” he said.

She closed her eyes and complied. Then Drac took the piece of bread that he baked a while ago and put it in her mouth. “Taste it, and tell me what you think,”

Surprised, she peeked at him to see him smiling. He then took a step back and sat down on the kneading platform, “It is my first time. Please be gentle,”

Her legs lost their strength, and she went down on the floor. Tears started streaming down her cheeks, but she still took a bite of the bread, “It needs a pinch of salt,” she said.

“Why are you crying,” he asked, faking ignorance, “Oh… That? Jina…” he then came down to her level, “I will never force you to fuck me. Nor will I offer you money for your body. That is just not my style. Wanna get fucked by me, all you got to do is ask,”

She nodded, still crying. He really couldnt give to fuck that he scared the poor woman to such an extent.

“But on a serious note, I really do need your body,” he said, “I wanna hear your moaning,” She looked at him with bewilderment, trying to understand whether this was another joke or not…

***

Humans are not as complex as most textbooks depict them to be. They are simple creatures, who could easily be manipulated with necessity or greed. He had learned that a long time ago. Also, he had become rather proficient when it came to reading human emotion while he was at it.

Reading humans in the modern world was way more difficult than what it is, in this world. In the modern world, there are cameras, microphones, search history, etc, making it easier to read and learn about a human. If a person had to wear a mask in the modern world, then that was a 24/7 job. They could not even let their guard down for even a single second. But the medieval world was different.

In this world, people wear masks just like in the modern world. But here, people let their guard down in their comfort zone. And a professional stalker and spy-like Drac, it was too easy to see the real faces of the people in this world.

Henry, his current enemy was one such person who had a very big secret hidden behind his mask of his.

As a normal person, Drac started stalking Henry to understand that man’s nature. Try to understand whether there was any weakness that he could exploit. There were two weaknesses of the man, but they were also useless. The maids that Henry came with were his daughter and wife. His daughter Tilly was a teenage girl, who remained anxious most of the time. While her mother was the same as well.

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It didnt take him long to understand, that Henry was the kind of man, that loved to get rough with his wife and daughter and wash his frustration on them. Seeing this, Drac understood that if he ever needed dirt on Henry, he could be one of them. Otherwise, there he would be in big trouble.

His big break came when while stalking he saw Henry attaching a scroll to an eagle’s leg, at the abandoned part of the castle.

That eagle didnt belong to the Sumor Family, he was sure of it. The only way that he could get Henry fired was by showcasing any evidence of conspiracy in front of Travis, which could show that Henry doesn't have good intentions for the Sumor Family in his mind. Otherwise, he didnt have shit.

To look for the scroll, he went through the belongings of all three family members but found nothing.

If it was the modern world, he could have shown evidence of abuse and this would have been over in a jiffy. But this was not the modern world. The only abuse that would work in this place would be when someone from the Sumor family offense on the offense. And there was no way of that happening.

So he needed one of them to turn on Henry. And that would be easier, than walking in the park. For his plan to work, he needed Jina. She was the only woman in the castle that he saw Henry eyeing like a meat on the stick. He was able to put her in a bag with some persuasion. Now, remains the most important piece of the puzzle…

“You know, I hate it when you smile,” Greg said, looking at his smiling face.

Hearing that man’s remark, he wiped the smirk off his face, and sat in front of the man with a cold face, “Better?”

“Much better,” Greg said, “I dont know what is about your smile, that makes me uneasy… You have that demonic-like smile you know,”

“Sure,” he said, “Now Greg… I need your help.”

“To do what?” Greg asked, confused. “What is that the great Drac cannot do?” Ever since Gibson’s incident, Greg and he had been coming closer.

“I want to take down Henry. And for which, I need your help,”

Greg choked on the drink, after clearing his throat, he asked. “Take down Henry? What do you mean? Why do you want to kill him?”

“I dont want to kill him. I just want to get that thrown out of the Sumor Family,”

Greg sighed, “You do realize that would be far worse for that man than death itself. If he were to be thrown out, there would be no household out there that would take him in. He would literally starve to death,”

“Come on Greg,” he knew that it would come to this. Greg was like a boy scout, with chivalry and guts pinched onto him, “Do it for me,”

“For you?” And Greg chuckled, “See, here you are mistaken. I am not your friend, nor your lover. I literally have no reason to help you,”

“Who would you rather be under, me or him?” he straightforwardly asked. And Greg stayed silent, “See, you dont like that man either… Also, I am not saying that helps me frame the man for something that he didnt do. Just help me, and if you think or feel that what I am doing is wrong, you can back away then,”

Greg looked confused at first, but nonetheless, he agreed to his request. And so, the plan was set…

***

With all the players in position, Drac started his plan the next morning. The sun had just risen on the horizon, and he could feel that his plan was going to work. His plan was pretty simple, he would use Jina to make Henry’s wife believe that he was fucking Jina. He had been laying groundwork with that woman for a few days now, and while listening to the loud fake moans of Jina, she would truly believe that her husband was indeed cheating on her.

Greg would come in handy, as that man is a known Boy Scout. When Drac would come with Henry’s wife, Greg would let them believe Henry had instructed him to stay guard outside.

For this plan to work, Drac had to do a lot of cringy stuff in the past few days. He just needed to get this woman to his side, and then everything would turn out fine.

That day, after the clock had struck 1’o clock, both Jina and Greg took their positions. Drac was about to get Henry’s wife to come with him when one soldier came running towards him.

“Boss,” the soldier said, “There are carriages making their way up the hill,”

Fuck. Didnt Travis say that it would take him a few more days to come? He thought.

No matter what, his duty was to greet the guests at the main door itself. Henry and his group's sudden appearance went unnoticed because he didnt have a lot of soldiers to mind at the gate at the time. But now he had plenty.

Quickly made his way to the gate to greet the old man. But as soon as stood by the gate, he felt something was off.

There was something wrong with mana in his surroundings. Drac was overly sensitive to mana in the air. And sensing the change he got curious about what was happening. He then looked at the carriages making their way towards them and realized that the disturbance that he could feel was because of one of the carriages.

There must be quite a hotshot riding that carriage. He thought, Definitely not anyone from the Sumor Family. The strongest of them all was Gregor, and even that old man didnt command this sort of aura.

As the carriage came to a stop at the gate, he felt mana from the surroundings being sucked in by the person riding the carriage was very large. He was not an expert, but if he had to guess then he would say that the person inside must have at least 4 circles easily.

The carriage door flung open and a woman in her late early thirties came out. The woman was wearing a bodacious black gown that accented her breasts and her hourglass body. Her silky black hair with grey strands was imprisoned by a bun, but few strands of hair were free of such imprisonment and bounced around her porcelain-like delicate face. And the red eyes of the woman gave her this elegant but deadly look that could make any man fall for her.

And the worst thing was, this woman looked similar to the albino woman that the inquisitors killed….