Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Matt looked at her, somewhat confused, and she spoke.

"It's like you say, I'm not an assassin, but I'm not bad either. I'm good at the art of assassination, but I'm very bad at research. Many years of learning have gone a bit to waste, but I'm still content with my current accomplishments." She replied, causing Matt to frown.

'I didn't expect her to say something like that. Still, let's look at the reasons why she does.' Matt thought and nodded to her.

"Let's investigate this place first." He replied, and she nodded to him.

The main room was the largest, but it was also almost completely destroyed and upside down. Several tables were overturned, and the lamps were barely giving light and partially damaged.

Furniture and other things were turned upside down. The walls and floors filled with blood; there was even blood on the tables and furniture in such a way that made Matt understand what had happened here.

"Slow death, the ones who murdered in this place were psychopaths who love to murder people and enjoyed every last moment while torturing them." He spoke.

Matt even found some teeth stuck to the table, so he put on black gloves to investigate more.

At this point, the woman, who was also trying to find out something, asked him a question.

"Why are you wearing those clothes? You attract a lot of attention like that, don't you think?"

Matt was dressed in a smart black suit, a white shirt, and red ornaments above the suit. The red ornaments gave an unusual touch of elegance that attracted attention, so what she said was correct.

Still, Matt smiled.

"Murder and elegance go hand in hand. He who is able to appear elegant in front of crowds has the ability to murder someone you think is impossible to get close to." He replied, causing her to frown.

"What do you mean?" she asked doubtfully, but Matt ignored her.

He didn't need to tell her such things because they were part of his work.

'Especially in this world that seems to place great importance on clothes and status, dressing this way is the best way to get close to all my victims.' Matt thought.

He continued to look around until he finally found something.

'Oh?' He thought, as he saw a small bloodstain underneath several tables and then began to move them carefully.

Soon, a small object glinted in the moonlight, attracting the attention of the two here.

"Something sharp?" the woman asked, coming closer, and Matt bent down to pick it up.

"A dagger... But it's very small." He spoke.

The weapon's shape was a dagger, but it was so small it fit inside his hand.

It had blood still on the handle, though slightly dried.

Still, something else caught Matt's attention.

The dagger handle had a small logo on the back, which made Matt frown.

'This logo... Isn't it the same one Alice gave me?' He thought, but just then, something came within his field of vision, so he looked over to where the woman was standing.

She had pulled out a small token with a similar logo and compared it to the one on the small dagger behind him.

That made Matt immediately interested.

"Do you have something similar to this?" he asked, and she looked at it. Then she looked at the token and finally the dagger and nodded.

"This is the organization I'm investigating. I ran into a guy who tried to assassinate me earlier; he was carrying this. I assumed it was an organization because it had such an elaborate logo and token, but I didn't expect it to also be in small arms like this." She replied.

Even though only her eyes were showing, Matt could tell she was being sincere, so he nodded.

"You say that as if these weapons are dangerous; what do they mean? He asked, and she shook her head.

"It is dangerous, yes. I would advise against further investigation of this case from now on. In fact, I already fully understand what happened here, and I don't need to continue investigating this alone. Do you understand what I mean?" she asked, making Matt frown even more.

Her manner of speaking was as if this little discovery was even more dangerous than Matt expected.

He didn't feel like this dagger was any different or special; how could it be so dangerous for this woman to say something like that?

"..." He didn't answer her question.

But he couldn't simply stop investigating the case now that he had caught it.

It was not his style to back out when he was already completing a task, so he ignored this woman's warning and continued to watch.

He looked down and moved the table that was covering everything further; just at that moment, a bloody hand became visible.

"Based on what I saw in the room, I noticed that the ones in here were stronger than the ones outside, but the ones outside put up more of a fight than the ones inside; what's the point?" Matt said, smiling.

The woman saw that Matt wouldn't back down from the mission, so she sighed.

"They left the weaker ones to fight the weaker ones, and the stronger ones went inside the mansion. Isn't that a common tactic? How come you don't know that?" She spoke, and Matt smiled.

"No, according to the footprints on the ground, they were not fights that occurred simultaneously. The prints don't match." He replied, and she frowned.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Actually, there were no fights here. A light fight occurred outside that resulted in 25 guards ending up dead in a few hits. But once inside, the vampires that were here, though they were stronger, didn't fight. They were all tortured to death, one after another.

In the end, one of them was able to wriggle somehow free, which forced all the attackers to run, though one of them was able to launch one last attack with this little dagger and take off a hand; that's how that dagger and this hand got here." Matt said though he wasn't finished yet.

"But what about the hunters?" the woman asked doubtfully, and he smiled.

"25 died outside; none were B-Rank hunters. 12 died inside; all were older vampires. Hunters didn't die here." He spoke.

"How can you be so sure they were old?" she asked doubtfully.

"Their teeth weren't in that good of shape, to say the least. They were old men who had consumed so much alcohol in their lives that their teeth were taking on a different color and smell. Naturally, I should know they weren't young B-Rank hunters." He replied; she then felt it made sense.

But she still had doubts about what he was saying.

Matt looked sideways at her and smiled.

'You seem to be still unwilling to tell me a little about what the dagger means.'

"I'll tell you something else. The hunters didn't even get to the mansion; it's possible that they didn't even die. In this mansion there were no hunters, only old men who loved to drink and during the night they got drunk, but they didn't realize that that alcohol had poison in it, that's why they couldn't fight and the hired hunters hadn't arrived when they died.

The other group didn't die here either, so you can draw your conclusions as to who is responsible this time." He said and smiled again to see her slightly confused.

"I'll give you a hint; it has much to do with your earlier suspicions." He said, making her finally understand what was going on...

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