One's Own Problems (Part 1)

A gentle breeze blew by, and Lu Li's expression froze. Looking at the somewhat noisy crowd around him, memories flooded his mind, making him realize that the sweltering weather these past few days had made him a little sluggish.

"Strange Light, the people from the Holy See's Inquisition are almost here. We should leave this city first, otherwise we won't be able to leave once they arrive," said a young man with brown hair next to Lu Li. He was extremely handsome, definitely among the top tier of all humans.

Lu Li surveyed his surroundings. Of the dozens of people around him, apart from a few, they were all handsome men and beautiful women, each possessing peak human beauty. However, all of them wore expressions of unease and anxiety.

The people gathered here are all hybrids with monster blood. Most of these hybrids will turn into monsters as they age. Before that, in order to maintain their lineage, these hybrids will have the best appearance of humans, even surpassing the appearance that humans should have, in order to attract the opposite sex.

Lu Li is a hybrid of shadow creatures. As time goes by, he will gradually transform into a shadow creature, becoming a genderless shadow being. But before that, he will be a handsome adult male at the peak of his physical appearance.

The brown-haired man beside Lu Li was a friend of Lu Li's named Arthur. As a half-vampire, his usual elegance had vanished, and his handsome face, which could drive the noblewomen of the city crazy, was now filled with deep fear.

Lu Li knew perfectly well why these mixed-race aliens were the way they were. The Heresy Inquisition of the Holy See was about to send people to this city. Their Hound -like noses would find all these aliens hiding in human society and burn them at the stake.

The incident began when the heir of a great noble family, while passing through the city, was attracted by a half-succubus. He was nearly drained of his life force and ended up as a skeleton, but he managed to escape. However, that alone wasn't the problem. The real issue was that during this time, the half-succubus was also gathering some other beings for an in-depth exchange.

After the noble heir fled, information about the city's large mixed-race population leaked out. Inevitably, the Holy See dispatched their sharp blade, the Heresy Inquisition, to cleanse the city they deemed defiled.

So they gathered together to discuss their escape, but they knew in their hearts that very few would be able to escape. The Heresy Inquisition's reputation was not just for show, and even if they escaped now, most of them would be caught and put on trial.

Moreover, many people here do not want to escape. Some are living well here. Some mixed-race individuals undergo a later transformation, and may not even transform until death. They have already Integration into human society, started families, and built careers here. Their only mistake is having monster blood in their bodies.

Take Arthur, for example. He was a well-known gigolo in the city, the lover of many noblewomen. He spent his days flitting between this noblewoman and that young lady, living a carefree and unrestrained life. Now, he had to flee like a fugitive, which he naturally didn't want to do.

Lu Li was also reluctant to leave. He was a hybrid of shadow creatures, and his only side effect was that he was afraid of sunlight. However, after he found a job at a tavern, working at night and sleeping during the day, he naturally didn't have any problems.

Unlike Arthur, who frequently drinks blood, and unlike that Ghoul over there who needs to feed on corpses, what other choice do they have? If they don't leave and stay in the city, death is certain to await them, while escaping offers a sliver of hope.

In this situation, everyone's negative emotions accumulate, and fear makes them eager to vent, so conflict becomes inevitable. A glamorous woman is grabbed by a burly man and thrown to the ground.

"Gris, you bitch! If you hadn't let that pretty boy go, would we have had to run away?" the burly man cursed viciously. He was one of the few people in the crowd whose looks were not good. He had thick black body hair and a face full of fat, the kind of person who looked like a bad guy just by looking at his face.

But then he covered his eyes and cried, "My daughter is only three years old! If it weren't for you, would she have needed to run away with me?"

Among the oddballs gathered here, some are the kind who don't cause trouble. They enjoy the peaceful life of humans, and apart from a few who have done some evil things due to racial fetishes, they are no different from ordinary people except for their bloodline.

However, the Holy See's Heresy Inquisition wouldn't spare you from being burned at the stake just because you wanted to An'an peaceful life. In their eyes, any heretic with unclean blood had to be burned, especially those in pairs, because that meant a new heretic would be born.

Therefore, even children, or even newborn infants, who possess the blood of a different species will face the same fate as the Inquisition: they will be burned at the stake.

The source of all this, lying on the ground, is the half-succubus Gris, who is naturally the object of everyone's resentment. And now she is not to be outdone, still cursing even while lying on the ground.

"They only care about enjoying themselves when they're having fun, and then they blame everything on me afterward." Gris looked at the people around her. There were some she might feel guilty about, but she wasn't afraid of others at all.

She kept pointing at some people in the crowd and said, "Didn't you guys come to the exchange meeting? I remember you, Douglas, you even fought with me for the right to use that pretty boy. And you, Kyle, didn't I suggest killing that guy as soon as possible? But you said it was more exciting to have him alive. Why don't you say that now?"

"And you... well, none of your business." Gris pointed at the hairy, muscular man, then pouted somewhat guiltily and said, "Yes, I do have a problem here. I'm the one who provoked that noble pretty boy, but that's also due to my race."

"But you can't blame it all on me; many people are involved." Gris was about to say something more when a well-dressed middle-aged man coughed twice, attracting everyone's attention.

"Our priority now is how to escape, not who is responsible." This middle-aged man Kri, is a nobleman with a title. In a normal small search, the court would usually not search the noble district because of his noble status. However, he probably can't escape this large-scale search. It can be said that he is the biggest loser in this incident.

"Escape route, destination, timing, and method of escape." Kri surveyed everyone, his expression serious. "We need a detailed escape plan to evade the Inquisition's pursuit as much as possible."