I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 48: Chapter 48 The Thoughts of the Residents

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A well-structured city hall should have dedicated personnel managing all aspects of the city, but Dawn City could not achieve that level of completeness yet.

Neither could there be such a luxurious allocation of personnel, so he temporarily divided Dawn City into three parts.

Externally, raiding the population and trading with Green City.

For a long period in the future, raiding the population would be the main direction of Dawn City.

Dawn City was located deep within the Far Mountain Range, disconnected from the outside world. Even flying Demon Beasts would have a hard time getting in, so population could only be increased through raids for a long time.

Relying on reproduction to expand the population might take decades, which Lide could not afford to wait.

As for trading with Green City, it was more about unilaterally acquiring various living supplies. The current Dawn City had no production capacity and could not engage in equal trade.

But this aspect was extremely important. Whether it was food, farming tools, or clothes, Dawn City would need Green City’s production system for a long time to come.

Lide would personally oversee these two aspects. Other Bloodlines would not be able to do it.

Especially trading with Green City. Aside from him, any other Bloodline entering Green City would most likely be discovered. Those powerful Mages would be very eager to kill a Vampire full of precious alchemy materials.

Internally, the Ministry of Civil Affairs, needless to say, was as important as the Ministry of External Affairs. Bringing people back was to make them useful, not just to keep them at home.

How to convert humans into productivity, the Ministry of Civil Affairs would need to plan.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, this department currently only handled simple aspects of clothing, food, housing, and transportation temporarily. Frost Month was approaching soon, a cold and long winter unsuitable for planting or labor.

So, in the short term, the Ministry of Civil Affairs needed to settle these refugees and integrate them into Dawn City as quickly as possible.

Their responsibility was not large; it was entirely appropriate to let the second-generation Bloodline take charge.

Having lived for over a hundred years, the Bloodline still had individual abilities.

The last part was the Military Department. Currently, Dawn City had too few people, with only 200 Bloodlines capable of real combat. However, in Lide’s vision, the Military Department would be the strongest department in Dawn City in the later stages.

Hence, it was necessary to establish a separate department for it now.

Lide knew his vision was rough, but he was not particularly good at management. This was already a painstaking effort.

Compared to these tedious chores, he preferred staying in the Mage Tower to study mysterious magic. But the shortage of talents left him to push Dawn City forward alone.

Moreover, the crisis of the player’s arrival constantly pressured him, making him unable to slow down.

Harrison and Augustine did not speak for a long time after listening. The Bloodline had always adopted a single-structure mode previously—Lide issued orders, and they obeyed, just that.

Now, suddenly establishing new authority bodies left the two unsure of Lide’s exact thoughts for some time.

Although Bloodlines did not crave power as humans did, everyone knew these newly established departments would undoubtedly become the core of Dawn City in the future.

Being able to manage a department now would greatly elevate their status, with benefits that needed no explanation.

As beings over a hundred years old, their rich experience immediately revealed the benefits involved.

“Clan Leader, we will follow your orders,” Harrison did not think long. As soon as Lide finished speaking, he decisively responded.

Whether good or bad benefits, as long as it was an order from Lide, he would execute it unconditionally. Loyalty to the Blood Clan Ancestor coursed through his bloodline.

“As you wish, Ancestor Crown,” Augustine placed a hand on his chest and bowed. The leather black coat swayed with the breeze, the whole figure exuding noble elegance and temperament.

Lide nodded in satisfaction, increasingly feeling the influence of the Ancestor Bloodline within Bloodlines over time.

The constant attribute of absolute loyalty on the system panel was not illusory. All Bloodlines trusted and depended on him unconditionally. This would be impossible for humans.

In a human city, such significant changes and reforms would never be without opposing voices.

However, it was entirely different among Bloodlines. He was the only ruler. As long as an order was given, no matter how unreasonable, these loyal Bloodlines would complete it.

This was why he dared to go all out.

Lide then explained the operation mode and the purpose of establishing the city hall again to the two of them completely.

Harrison and Augustine kept nodding, with Harrison even eager to note every word.

These advanced management methods really surprised and delighted him.

By the end, he could hardly wait. He knew that building such a new department in his hands would certainly not feel inferior to studying magic.

……

Patril, exhausted from the entire day, looked at his son sleeping, sighed, and slowly sat down by the bed.

He could feel his body immensely weak, having not eaten for a whole day and night.

When those damn Beastmen invaded Eric Town, he barely had time to retrieve the wheat and Gold Puck he had hidden behind the wardrobe before fleeing in panic.

During the journey, when Recker organized the militia to rob the noble lord Marcos, he was tempted but quickly dismissed the thought when he saw the less than six-year-old Little Patril.

Rebelling against the noble lord would get one hanged. He had once been to Green City long ago and had witnessed street beggars being beaten to death for bumping into a noble lord.

Thus, he had always been afraid of those noble lords.

Although not participating, he hoped Recker’s plan would succeed, but unexpectedly, just as Marcos’s Guard Team was about to fail, Vampires arrived.

Patril would never forget those giant bats resembling demons. Their wings were broader than any eagle he had ever seen, and he suspected their sharp mouths could bite off the heads of the Wolf Cavalry of the Beast Clan.

Undoubtedly, Recker’s plan failed; no one could overcome such terrifying devils.

Patril protected his son, hiding among the crowd, hoping these bloodthirsty devils would not notice them.

Fear almost stripped him of rational thought.

But what followed was unexpected; those Vampires claimed to be the Holy Light Bloodline, not the evil Vampires.

Moreover, they did not harm them. Yes, he had watched closely; those Vampires did not harm anyone.

This eased his mind a little, but he still feared it might be a Vampire plot. The terror lingered in his heart.

What happened next was beyond imagination; those Vampires offered no resistance, compelling him to ride on a more terrifying bat, flying all night long.

Life Goddess above, they might have left the Nolan Empire already, perhaps entering a remote beastman land.

Upon arriving at this place called Dawn City, the Vampire’s lair shocked him profoundly.

It was not the eerie and scary Vampire castle he had imagined, but a bright and spacious city.

Moreover, the Vampires did not commit any bloody deeds but promised to allot lands and houses to everyone.

Because he had a child, the Vampire who had initially allocated him ten acres of land gave him an additional five acres.

Life Goddess above, he surely had his mouth agape at that moment.

Land—it was. In his entire life, Patril had only three acres, the wealthiest household in Eric Town.

Initially skeptical of the promise, hearing Dawn City’s City Lord’s speech and actually receiving a clean and tidy house with his son began to change his mind.

He started to look forward to the future.

If indeed it was as the Blood Clan Leader stated, far from war and Demon Beasts, with land for everyone and education for children in knowledge and magic, then he would be willing to live here.

Even if it meant living among Vampires.

Patril gazed at his son on the bed, silently making up his mind.

Bang bang bang~

“Old Pat, are you there?”