Dracula, the King of Vampires, appeared in nearly every legend about vampires.
In truth, Dracula was only five or six hundred years old. Among the long-lived races, he did not even rank as a minor figure. He became the King of Vampires because he had devoured the lifeblood of the Progenitor Vampire and gained all of its power.
Some said the Progenitor Vampire was actually a special incarnation of Mephisto. Thus, Dracula, who had inherited the Progenitor Vampire's power, possessed Mephisto's immortality. However, no evidence had ever proven this speculation reliable.
As a vampire, Dracula was powerful enough to fear no sunlight and was immune to most physical damage. Even if injured, he could recover quickly. At the same time, silver, garlic, and wooden stakes could still hurt him, though they were no longer fatal.
Beyond a vampire's natural abilities, Dracula was also skilled in swordsmanship and strategy, talents he had possessed as the military commander of a nation before becoming a vampire. After becoming one, Dracula had also come into contact with black magic.
Turning into mist, summoning wind and rain, calling down lightning, and transforming into bats were all Dracula's specialties.
After dinner, Hayato and Chris chatted alone for quite a while, until Storm used the dorm lights-out rule to send Chris back to her room.
"You really know how to win girls over. Chris hasn't said as much to anyone else these past few days as she has to you," Storm said with a smile.
"Oh, really? I saved her when she was most afraid, so she probably instinctively saw me as someone she could rely on. And I don't mind being that kind of support at all, because... Chris is pretty."
Hayato's words caught Storm off guard. She had thought he would say something high-minded. True