SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 372

Chapter 372: You did what?

Seeing this, the master smith could no longer stay still. He instantly took out a weapon, a lot more powerful than the cheap trash he had just forged, and arrived in front of Damon in the blink of an eye. "You are not going anywhere!" He roared and as he slashed down at Damon.

At the same time, his hand reached his system interface to notify the authorities, but all of a sudden, the master smith’s agitated face froze.

The guy’s body twitched abruptly as he dropped the weapon in his hand in an odd manner. His entire body then fell on the ground with a thud, completely paralyzed.

All the while, Damon continued walking. He did not kill the guy, as it might create some problems for him down the line. He simply paralyzed the idiot and made his way out of the academy as fast as he could.

It was very common for students to leave in this manner from the academy, as there were many training sessions and official trips. No one bothered to question them or found this occurrence strange.

The students who were firm believers in the master smith had their hands full as they tried to shove healing potions and antidotes down the guy’s throat.

Eventually, someone ran to inform the superior, but it did not matter. By then, it was already late. The big group had already exited the academy and was now walking on the city streets.

Damon led the exodus straight to the teleportation center and then paid the fees for everyone.

A total of 112 students!

Some had tagged along even without signing a contract. Not all of them would probably grow to become prodigies and geniuses, but it was fine. Damon was pretty sure most of them would at least end up becoming above-average blacksmiths, and he needed the manpower anyway.

This was a bloody good opportunity. When else would he be able to recruit talented blacksmiths like these? That too, all in a single go?

The teleportation process went smoothly without any hitch, and everyone managed to get out of the city in time. Damon had set the destination as Ranthor City, one of the neighbouring cities of Niera.

After everyone arrived at the new city, Damon promptly arranged accommodation for the group and then opened up his system interface to make a call. He couldn’t possibly babysit the whole group. He also couldn’t drop them off at the Blood Hall.

In fact, it would be wise not to even mention to this group that he was a vampire. The moment he revealed that he was a vampire to these guys, they would probably, no definitely scatter in the wind like frightened mice.

It was one thing for them to hate their life and want to go somewhere else, but there was no way any of these guys were ever going to trust a vampire.

Humans and vampires have the longest history of blood-soaked grudges, after all. Centuries of war, betrayal, and fear had carved an unbridgeable rift between the two races. To most humans, vampires weren’t lords or leaders. They were predators. Parasites.

The moment the apprentices learned the truth, most of them would bolt, and the rest would live with suspicion festering in their hearts. Damon knew better than to gamble on fragile trust when he had just reaped such a windfall.

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