Well, what was said here about being suitable for living was just the human environment. If we talk about geography, that's a different matter. Sylvania was located in the southeast of the continent. It was a barren land that smelled of death everywhere. Whether it was the produce or the harvest, it was very poor, and famine would break out almost every year.

　　Here, newborn babies are abandoned, and things like human trafficking are commonplace. Not to mention the large castles built by the vampires, the dry and thin population, and the barren sandy soil. Just the most common things in Sylvania.

　　Varede then thought it strange. The vampire community of Sylvania was a thousand times better. Both their morals, character and abilities were extremely good. They were willing to sacrifice and fight hard. And they possessed excellent talent. But such a race did not occupy a dominant position in this world. On the contrary. The vampires were confined to a remote, barren and desolate land. What was this all about?

　　“Because we're vampires.”

　　Once, Valeed couldn't help but ask this question to one of his elders. And that elder froze for a moment after hearing it, and then reluctantly said something like this. Such an answer made it very difficult for this nobleman who was proud inside. And the pride within him did not allow him to output one more word.

　　But for Varede, these messages were already enough. A little bit of analysis was able to draw the right conclusions - vampire - alien - undesirable.

　　It was obvious to the general public that vampires, who drove undead and skeletons and sucked human blood, were the enemy of all living creatures. It would be just as well if they were huddled in such a barren land. Everyone would just ignore them. However, if the vampires had the courage to use their superior necromancy to form an army and plan to expand outward, the living creatures - no matter what kind of grudge they had against each other before. would all ally at this moment to fight against the vampire invasion.

　　No living person would like to be ruled by a group of dead people. Even more so, no one was willing to be enslaved as a puppet after death. This was the greatest weakness of the vampire race. It was almost impossible to find allies. One could only rely on their own individual race to fight the world.

　　Of course, after finishing this sentence, that elder reluctantly continued, ''Although the current situation is a bit difficult for the time being, the great Familiars of the Night will definitely not stay here forever. Once the time is right, we will come out in full force, as if we were like the glorious history of 4,000 years ago, 2,400 years ago, and 1,100 years ago, leading the strongest army in the world to sweep across the entire continent. It must be so!”

　　“Oh--sweeping across the entire continent!”

　　And so, in order not to arouse suspicion, Varede raised his hand as if he really was a small child, and very excitedly repeated this sentence - of course he mentally spat out: this was more of a bitter history than a glorious one. Anyway, no matter how many thousands of years ago, it all ended up in failure. Is it really okay to use this kind of typical failure like Jing Ke stabbing Qin to educate small children?

　　But it doesn't matter. Even though this country was barren and unimpressive, as a noble, Varede's life was still very privileged. At least it was better than when he was wearing spirit son armor and couldn't take a bath for half a year. The military meals that were like dog food for every meal were much better. So he had nothing to complain about.

　　On this very night, Varede was idle and bored, and after reading for a while, he was ready to go to bed. When he passed by the next door, his sister Isabella's room, he glanced at it in passing. And realized that something was wrong.

　　As usual, Isabella was studying, and on the floor of the room was a magic formation drawn with crystal shards. That's what Varede looked at and felt that something was wrong.

　　He walked into the room. To his sister who was crouching on the floor, looking up at him strangely, he said, “There's a mistake there, the angle of that triangle should be twenty-two and a half, twenty-seven and a half, one hundred and thirty to be correct.”

　　“Eh? How is that possible? That's clearly how it's taught in the academy.”

　　At first, Isabella was quite happy to see her brother walk in and talk to her. But hearing Varede say that her magic array was drawn incorrectly. Isabella became a bit angry. Although she had often heard people praise his talent, Isabella herself had once seen with her own eyes how well Valed, was attuned to the winds of magic. Even before this, Varede had actually pointed out, the mistakes in the magic formations she had drawn - but still, she was not willing to do so.

　　“What a joke. He hasn't even officially gone to the academy yet, and I'm a third-year senior!” Thinking so, Isabella gamely didn't listen to Varede's words. She insisted on completing the magic formation - and then with an explosion, smoke rolled out, and the precious materials that cost twenty-five gold lal were reduced to ashes with a bang.

　　“Really... really damned damned damned damned!” Seeing the carefully prepared experiment end up like this. Especially in front of her brother. Isabella's small face turned red, and while stomping the ground hard, she yelled like this.

　　And when she looked at Varede, and saw that little brat's smug expression of “I told you so”, she was furious, and ran over to Varede, picked him up, hugged him, and rubbed her face against his face vigorously. As a way to punish her brother.

　　“It's so hard - idiot - hurry up and let go of me ah -” although it was said that slightly using a little bit of spiritual power --or rather, what the people of this world call the wind of magic, one could tell this stupid sister of his to blast away. But that would be a bit too violent. It might also hurt Isabella. So Varede had to let his sister “punish” him.

　　If Varede's knowledge could be more comprehensive, and he could learn more about the use of non-lethal, magical winds, then he wouldn't be so passive now. However, unfortunately, what the former Chief Petty Officer of the Cosmic Federation used was a typical soldier's fighting method. There was also absolutely no need to capture prisoners or similar holdbacks on the battlefield in the face of xenomorphs. Eight years of combat had made this guy ruthless and uncontrollable.

　　If he was allowed to kill Isabella, then he had hundreds or thousands of ways to leave his little sister dead. But to let him use spiritual power to get Isabella out of the way and be unharmed then ...... sorry, the army instructors didn t teach that kind of thing.

　　So, no magic could be used, and physically he was no match for the older child who was six years his senior. Varede's resistance was completely ineffective. Just like that, he was ravaged by his sister, with completely undeveloped, all ribbed breasts. It wasn't until Isabella's negative emotions were largely removed that she released him. After that, he sat down on the floor in great frustration.

　　“What should I do ...... I don't have enough money to buy another experiment material anymore ......”

　　Although it was said that they came from a noble family, and it was the Karstein family that was considered a powerful family within the entire Sylvania. But the Night's Familiars kept their bodies strictly. The nobles would, as a rule, invest the vast majority of their money into more important things. Like production, manufacturing and armaments. And of course the bottomless pit of magical research, and the purchase and stockpiling of spellcasting materials.

　　The remaining small portion was mostly spent on decorations and maintaining the majesty of the nobility - specifically, the purchase of clothing, the salaries of hired maids and servants, and the decoration and furnishings of the old castle.

　　The actual money distributed to the vampire nobles was actually very little. As if a great lady like Isabella, her monthly allowance was only eight gold lal. A spell casting material of twenty-five gold lal, but she had been saving (snacking) for a few months and borrowed a loan shark from Varede before she could scrape up enough. Originally, she wanted to get a good grade in the Academy's final evaluation. I was hoping to get a good grade in the final evaluation of the academy, and get a scholarship to spend it. However, I didn't expect that the final result was this ......

　　Looking at this pile of ash. Isabella wanted to cry without tears. In the end, she secretly made up her mind, “When I encounter this kind of thing again in the future, I'll just listen to Varede's words a little bit.” Of course, she had said similar things before this, and more than once. But the results hadn't changed at all. It seemed that it was difficult to get this great lady to listen to advice and learn a lesson. It was really a very difficult thing.

　　Just like that, today's playtime was over. Varede returned to his room to sleep. Although Isabella was very reluctant. Wanting to conduct another few experiments and make some achievements to make up for the previous losses. But after Varede's sentence, “Today is already the first of June.” After such a reminder, the young lady had to give up her idea.

　　June, the most chaotic and obscure month in this world. When night fell, the demonic, unsettling red glow of the star known as Morel became one of the most conspicuous in the sky. This red moon replaced its sibling, the blue Tonya. It hung high in the darkened heavens.

　　Under its influence, the winds of magic became extremely chaotic. Further affecting more creatures. Those monsters that were naturally kindred to the winds of magic became restless. Various spells were also affected by this and became more powerful and more difficult to manage.

　　In such a situation, wise spellcasters will temporarily curb their arrogance and become cautious. Unless forced to do so. Otherwise, they will not cast magic. Even if they cast magic, they would try to choose something with less power and better control.

　　Of course, this was a rare opportunity for truly great magicians. Some of the experiments that one would normally wish to make but couldn't due to lack of energy mostly happened at this time. And with imagination one can think of what consequences these experiments will cause once they get out of control ......