The Vampire Professor

Chapter 44

The Vampire Professor

The train station bustled with ceaseless activity, alive with movement. In the spring of her twenty-third year, An Xiaoyi finally received the acceptance letter from that university. Agents, operatives, wielders of power… This was, in truth, a violent institution dedicated to opposing the vampires. He became a professor, teaching foundational knowledge of supernatural abilities and the history of vampires. Filled with anticipation and a deep sense of responsibility, he trained his students to bolster humanity’s strength against the bloodkin—all while searching for clues about his long-missing parents. The problem? He had another identity—she was, in fact, a vampire herself. Even worse, on her very first night in the dormitory, a mysterious vampire woman suddenly kissed her, claiming to be her lover. An Xiaoyi remained outwardly unfazed and struck a deal with the woman: in exchange for information about her parents, she would help the woman “conquer” her. After all, there was no way this woman knew her secret. But gradually, she began to suspect that the cunning, domineering woman was only acting… By the time she realized the truth, it was already too late—she had fallen deep into the trap.

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᮳ᯇᯄ ᯄᯋᯄᯕᯀᯓᯎᯑ ᯀᯒᯂᯄᯍᯃᯄᯃ ᯒᯓᯄᯀᯃᯈᯋᯘᮋ ᯘᯄᯓ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᮥᯄᯋᯈᯂᯄ’ᯒ ᯇᯄᯀᯑᯓ ᯂᯇᯔᯑᯍᯄᯃ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯔᯍᯄᯀᯒᯄᮍ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯑᯄᯓᯔᯑᯍᯄᯃ ᯅᯑᯎᯌ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯓᯄᯌᯏᯎᯑᯀᯑᯘ ᯃᯄᯓᯄᯍᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯂᯄᯋᯋ ᯀᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮤᯍᯅᯎᯑᯂᯄᯌᯄᯍᯓ ᮡᯔᯑᯄᯀᯔᮋ ᯒᯔᯌᯌᯎᯍᯄᯃ ᯁᯘ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯀᯂᯀᯃᯄᯌᯘ’ᯒ ᯓᯄᯗᯓ ᯍᯎᯓᯈᯅᯈᯂᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯓᯎ ᯁᯄ ᯀᯌᯎᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯅᯈᯑᯒᯓ ᯆᯑᯎᯔᯏ ᯎᯅ ᯒᯓᯔᯃᯄᯍᯓᯒ ᯎᯁᯒᯄᯑᯕᯈᯍᯆ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ ᮢᯇᯄᯍ ᮶ᯄᯍᮍ

᮳ᯇᯄᯑᯄᮋ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ ᮢᯇᯄᯍ ᯒᯀᯓ ᯌᯎᯓᯈᯎᯍᯋᯄᯒᯒ ᯈᯍ ᯇᯈᯒ ᯂᯇᯀᯈᯑᮋ ᯖᯇᯈᯋᯄ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯓᯔᯃᯄᯍᯓᯒ ᯒᯓᯎᯎᯃ ᯒᯄᯏᯀᯑᯀᯓᯄᯃ ᯁᯘ ᯀ ᯆᯋᯀᯒᯒ ᯖᯈᯍᯃᯎᯖᮋ ᯑᯄᯒᯓᯋᯄᯒᯒ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯅᯄᯀᯑᯅᯔᯋᮍ ᮮᯍᯋᯘ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ’ᯒ ᯌᯈᯍᯃ ᯖᯀᯍᯃᯄᯑᯄᯃ ᯄᯋᯒᯄᯖᯇᯄᯑᯄᮋ ᯃᯈᯒᯓᯑᯀᯂᯓᯄᯃᮍ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯐᯔᯈᯓᯄ ᯔᯍᯃᯄᯑᯒᯓᯀᯍᯃ ᯖᯇᯘ ᯓᯇᯄᯘ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯎᯁᯒᯄᯑᯕᯄ ᯀ ᯓᯑᯀᯈᯓᯎᯑ—ᯈᯓ ᯅᯄᯋᯓ ᯈᯑᯑᯄᯋᯄᯕᯀᯍᯓ ᯓᯎ ᯇᯄᯑᮍ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯌᯎᯌᯄᯍᯓ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯒᯓᯄᯏᯏᯄᯃ ᯎᯔᯓ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮤᯍᯅᯎᯑᯂᯄᯌᯄᯍᯓ ᮡᯔᯑᯄᯀᯔᮋ ᯀ ᯍᯎᯓᯈᯅᯈᯂᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯅᯑᯎᯌ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯀᯏᯏᯄᯀᯑᯄᯃ ᯈᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯏᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ’ᯒ ᯒᯄᯂᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯂᯀᯌᯏᯔᯒ ᯀᯏᯏᮍ

᮲ᯓᮍ ᮳ᯀᯍᯉᯎᯀᯍᯀ ᮠᯂᯀᯃᯄᯌᯘ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯈᯓᯒ ᯎᯖᯍ ᯂᯔᯒᯓᯎᯌ ᯀᯏᯏᮋ ᯃᯄᯒᯈᯆᯍᯄᯃ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯒᯓᯔᯃᯄᯍᯓᯒ ᯓᯎ ᯂᯇᯄᯂᯊ ᯆᯑᯀᯃᯄᯒᮋ ᯂᯑᯄᯃᯈᯓᯒᮋ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯕᯀᯑᯈᯎᯔᯒ ᯎᯍᯋᯈᯍᯄ ᯅᯔᯍᯂᯓᯈᯎᯍᯒ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯏᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ ᯒᯂᯇᯄᯃᯔᯋᯄᯒ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯂᯎᯌᯌᯔᯍᯈᯂᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᮍ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯔᯒᯔᯀᯋᯋᯘ ᯔᯒᯄᯃ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯏᯋᯀᯓᯅᯎᯑᯌ ᯓᯎ ᯑᯄᯋᯀᯘ ᯌᯄᯒᯒᯀᯆᯄᯒ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯓᯔᯃᯄᯍᯓᯒᮍ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯍᯎᯓᯈᯂᯄ ᯈᯍᯒᯓᯑᯔᯂᯓᯄᯃ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯓᯎ ᯕᯈᯒᯈᯓ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ’ᯒ ᯏᯑᯈᯕᯀᯓᯄ ᯑᯄᯒᯄᯀᯑᯂᯇ ᯋᯀᯁᮍ

ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯀᯋᯑᯄᯀᯃᯘ ᯆᯔᯄᯒᯒ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯅᯀᯓᯄᮍ ᮳ᯇᯀᯓ ᯍᯈᯆᯇᯓᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯂᯀᯑᯄᯋᯄᯒᯒᯋᯘ ᯑᯄᯕᯄᯀᯋᯄᯃ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯊᯍᯄᯖ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ’ᯒ ᯒᯄᯂᯑᯄᯓᮋ ᯌᯀᯊᯈᯍᯆ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯀ ᯓᯀᯑᯆᯄᯓ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯌᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯒᯏᯄᯂᯈᯀᯋ ᯀᯓᯓᯄᯍᯓᯈᯎᯍᮍ

ᮡᯄᯈᯍᯆ ᯒᯈᯍᯆᯋᯄᯃ ᯎᯔᯓ ᯖᯀᯒᯍ’ᯓ ᯍᯄᯂᯄᯒᯒᯀᯑᯈᯋᯘ ᯁᯀᯃ—ᯀᯌᯁᯈᯓᯈᯎᯔᯒ ᯒᯓᯔᯃᯄᯍᯓᯒ ᯖᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯖᯄᯋᯂᯎᯌᯄ ᯀ ᯏᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ’ᯒ ᯆᯔᯈᯃᯀᯍᯂᯄᮍ ᮡᯔᯓ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯍᯎ ᯎᯑᯃᯈᯍᯀᯑᯘ ᯌᯄᯍᯓᯎᯑᯒᯇᯈᯏᮍ ᮳ᯇᯄ ᯎᯍᯄ ᮁᯆᯔᯈᯃᯈᯍᯆᮁ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯖᯀᯒ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈᮍ

ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯊᯍᯄᯖ ᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯀ ᮥᯄᯄᯃᯄᯑ—ᯀ ᯇᯔᯌᯀᯍ ᯖᯇᯎ ᯑᯀᯈᯒᯄᯃ ᯕᯀᯌᯏᯈᯑᯄᯒᮍ

ᮧᯈᯒᯓᯎᯑᯘ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯍᯎ ᯒᯓᯑᯀᯍᯆᯄᯑ ᯓᯎ ᯇᯔᯌᯀᯍᯒ ᯖᯈᯋᯋᯈᯍᯆᯋᯘ ᯏᯋᯄᯃᯆᯈᯍᯆ ᯋᯎᯘᯀᯋᯓᯘ ᯓᯎ ᯕᯀᯌᯏᯈᯑᯄᯒᮋ ᯖᯇᯎ ᯆᯋᯀᯃᯋᯘ ᯀᯂᯂᯄᯏᯓᯄᯃ ᯒᯔᯂᯇ ᯃᯄᯕᯎᯓᯈᯎᯍᮍ ᮨᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯄᯘᯄᯒ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯑᯔᯄ ᯕᯀᯌᯏᯈᯑᯄᯒᮋ ᯇᯔᯌᯀᯍᯒ ᯄᯗᯈᯒᯓᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯄᯑᯕᯄ ᯓᯇᯄᯌ—ᯓᯇᯄᯘ ᯒᯀᯖ ᯓᯇᯄᯌᯒᯄᯋᯕᯄᯒ ᯀᯒ ᯃᯈᯕᯈᯍᯄ ᯂᯑᯄᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᯒᮍ

ᮡᯔᯓ ᯀ ᯑᯀᯑᯄ ᯅᯄᯖ ᯏᯔᯑᯄᯁᯋᯎᯎᯃ ᯕᯀᯌᯏᯈᯑᯄᯒ ᯖᯄᯑᯄ ᯁᯎᯑᯍ ᯎᯑ ᯀᯖᯀᯊᯄᯍᯄᯃ ᯔᯍᯃᯄᯑ ᯃᯈᯅᯅᯈᯂᯔᯋᯓ ᯂᯈᯑᯂᯔᯌᯒᯓᯀᯍᯂᯄᯒᮋ ᯃᯄᯕᯎᯈᯃ ᯎᯅ ᯌᯄᯌᯎᯑᯈᯄᯒ ᯎᯑ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯈᯍᯒᯓᯈᯍᯂᯓᯒ ᯁᯔᯑᯈᯄᯃ ᯈᯍ ᯓᯇᯄᯈᯑ ᯁᯋᯎᯎᯃᯋᯈᯍᯄᮋ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯍᯄᯖᯁᯎᯑᯍᯒ ᯄᯌᯁᯑᯀᯂᯈᯍᯆ ᯀᯍ ᯔᯍᯅᯀᯌᯈᯋᯈᯀᯑ ᯖᯎᯑᯋᯃᮍ

ᮣᯄᯄᯏᯋᯘ ᯈᯍᯅᯋᯔᯄᯍᯂᯄᯃ ᯁᯘ ᯇᯔᯌᯀᯍ ᯒᯎᯂᯈᯄᯓᯘᮋ ᯓᯇᯄᯈᯑ ᯓᯇᯎᯔᯆᯇᯓᯒ ᯆᯑᯀᯃᯔᯀᯋᯋᯘ ᯁᯄᯂᯀᯌᯄ ᯌᯎᯑᯄ ᯇᯔᯌᯀᯍᮌᯋᯈᯊᯄᮋ ᯘᯄᯓ ᯓᯇᯄᯘ ᯑᯄᯌᯀᯈᯍᯄᯃ ᯍᯀᯈᯕᯄ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯈᯆᯍᯎᯑᯀᯍᯓᮍ

᮲ᯎᯌᯄ ᯄᯗᯏᯋᯎᯈᯓᯄᯃ ᯓᯇᯈᯒᮋ ᯃᯑᯀᯖᯈᯍᯆ ᯂᯋᯎᯒᯄ ᯓᯎ ᯓᯇᯄᯌ—ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯎᯅᯅᯄᯑᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯄᯈᯑ ᯎᯖᯍ ᯁᯋᯎᯎᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯆᯀᯈᯍ ᯓᯑᯔᯒᯓᮍ ᮳ᯇᯄᯘ ᯑᯀᯈᯒᯄᯃ ᯓᯇᯄᯒᯄ ᯕᯀᯌᯏᯈᯑᯄᯒᮋ ᯍᯔᯑᯓᯔᯑᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯄᯌ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯓᯇᯄᯈᯑ ᯎᯖᯍ ᯄᯍᯃᯒᮋ ᯎᯅᯓᯄᯍ ᯒᯈᯍᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑ ᯎᯍᯄᯒᮍ

ᮠ ᯓᯑᯔᯄ ᯏᯔᯑᯄᯁᯋᯎᯎᯃ ᯕᯀᯌᯏᯈᯑᯄᮋ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯇᯄᯀᯑᯓ ᯎᯅ ᯀ ᯌᯎᯍᯒᯓᯄᯑᮋ ᯖᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯍᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯁᯄᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ ᯀ ᯇᯔᯌᯀᯍᮍ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯍᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯅᯈᯑᯒᯓ ᯌᯄᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯈᯋᯕᯄᯑᮌᯇᯀᯈᯑᯄᯃ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯒᯖᯎᯑᯄ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮥᯄᯋᯈᯂᯄ ᯅᯀᯌᯈᯋᯘ’ᯒ ᯇᯎᯍᯎᯑ—ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯆᯀᯙᯄ ᯁᯄᯋᯎᯍᯆᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯀ ᯏᯔᯑᯄᯁᯋᯎᯎᯃ ᯕᯀᯌᯏᯈᯑᯄᮍ ᮠᯍᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯑᯄᯋᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᯒᯇᯈᯏ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯁᯄ ᯂᯋᯎᯒᯄᮍ

᮳ᯇᯔᯒᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯂᯎᯍᯂᯋᯔᯃᯄᯃᮙ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯈᯒ ᯀ ᮥᯄᯄᯃᯄᯑᮀ

ᮧᯎᯖ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯒᯎᯌᯄᯎᯍᯄ ᯒᯎ ᯃᯀᯍᯆᯄᯑᯎᯔᯒ ᯁᯄ ᯀᯋᯋᯎᯖᯄᯃ ᯈᯍ ᮲ᯓᮍ ᮳ᯀᯍᯉᯎᯀᯍᯀ ᮠᯂᯀᯃᯄᯌᯘᮞ ᮣᯈᯃ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯂᯇᯎᯎᯋ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮤᯍᯅᯎᯑᯂᯄᯌᯄᯍᯓ ᮡᯔᯑᯄᯀᯔ ᯍᯎᯓ ᯍᯎᯓᯈᯂᯄᮞ ᮧᯀᯒ ᯇᯄ ᯅᯎᯎᯋᯄᯃ ᯄᯕᯄᯑᯘᯎᯍᯄᮋ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯏᯑᯈᯍᯂᯈᯏᯀᯋᮞ ᮨ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯓᯎ ᯑᯄᯏᯎᯑᯓ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ—

ᮡᯔᯓ ᯓᯇᯄᯍ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯑᯄᯂᯎᯍᯒᯈᯃᯄᯑᯄᯃᮍ ᮱ᯄᯏᯎᯑᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯌᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯃᯑᯀᯆ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯃᯎᯖᯍ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯇᯈᯌᮍ

ᮩᯔᯃᯆᯈᯍᯆ ᯁᯘ ᮯᯑᯈᯍᯂᯈᯏᯀᯋ ᮥᯀᯑᯎ’ᯒ ᯀᯓᯓᯈᯓᯔᯃᯄ ᯓᯎᯖᯀᯑᯃ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯋᯈᯊᯄᯋᯘ ᯓᯑᯔᯒᯓ ᯇᯈᯌ ᯔᯍᯂᯎᯍᯃᯈᯓᯈᯎᯍᯀᯋᯋᯘᮍ ᮶ᯇᯀᯓ ᯈᯅ—ᯖᯇᯀᯓ ᯈᯅ—ᮯᯑᯈᯍᯂᯈᯏᯀᯋ ᮥᯀᯑᯎ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯈᯍ ᯂᯀᯇᯎᯎᯓᯒ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯇᯈᯌᮞ ᮳ᯇᯄᯍ ᯒᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯁᯄ ᯃᯎᯎᯌᯄᯃᮍ

᮫ᯎᯒᯓ ᯈᯍ ᯓᯇᯎᯔᯆᯇᯓᮋ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯁᯀᯑᯄᯋᯘ ᯍᯎᯓᯈᯂᯄᯃ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯄᯋᯄᯕᯀᯓᯎᯑ ᯃᯎᯎᯑᯒ ᯒᯋᯈᯃᯈᯍᯆ ᯎᯏᯄᯍᮍ

ᮠᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯄᯍᯃ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯋᯋᯖᯀᯘᮋ ᯀ ᯃᯎᯎᯑ ᯒᯓᯎᯎᯃ ᯀᯉᯀᯑᮍ ᮲ᯔᯍᯋᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯒᯓᯑᯄᯀᯌᯄᯃ ᯓᯇᯑᯎᯔᯆᯇ ᯅᯋᯎᯎᯑᮌᯓᯎᮌᯂᯄᯈᯋᯈᯍᯆ ᯖᯈᯍᯃᯎᯖᯒᮋ ᯂᯀᯒᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯀ ᯆᯋᯎᯖ ᯎᯕᯄᯑ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯌᯀᯍ ᯈᯍᯒᯈᯃᯄᮍ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯇᯔᯍᯂᯇᯄᯃ ᯎᯕᯄᯑᮋ ᯒᯈᯏᯏᯈᯍᯆ ᯋᯎᯓᯔᯒ ᯒᯄᯄᯃ ᯒᯎᯔᯏᮋ ᯇᯈᯒ ᯒᯋᯈᯆᯇᯓᯋᯘ ᯋᯎᯍᯆᮋ ᯌᯄᯒᯒᯘ ᯁᯋᯀᯂᯊ ᯇᯀᯈᯑ ᯅᯀᯋᯋᯈᯍᯆ ᯎᯕᯄᯑ ᯇᯈᯒ ᯅᯎᯑᯄᯇᯄᯀᯃᮍ ᮧᯈᯒ ᯂᯋᯎᯓᯇᯄᯒ ᯁᯎᯑᯄ ᯒᯄᯕᯄᯑᯀᯋ ᯒᯓᯔᯃᯄᯍᯓ ᯒᯈᯆᯍᯀᯓᯔᯑᯄᯒᮍ

ᮠᯒ ᯘᯎᯔᯓᯇᯅᯔᯋ ᯀᯒ ᯄᯕᯄᯑᮋ ᯇᯄ ᯋᯎᯎᯊᯄᯃ ᯎᯃᯃᯋᯘ ᯒᯄᯑᯄᯍᯄ ᯖᯇᯄᯍ ᯅᯎᯂᯔᯒᯄᯃᮍ

ᮧᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯖᯄᯀᯑᯈᯍᯆ ᯋᯎᯖᮌᯏᯑᯄᯒᯂᯑᯈᯏᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯆᯋᯀᯒᯒᯄᯒᮍ

᮲ᯏᯎᯓᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯇᯄᯑᮋ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯋᯈᯅᯓᯄᯃ ᯇᯈᯒ ᯇᯄᯀᯃᮍ ᮁ᮸ᯎᯔ’ᯑᯄ ᯇᯄᯑᯄᮞ ᮢᯋᯎᯒᯄ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯃᯎᯎᯑᮍᮁ

ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯓᯔᯑᯍᯄᯃ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯒᯇᯔᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯃᯎᯎᯑᮋ ᯓᯇᯄᯍ ᯒᯀᯓ ᯒᯓᯈᯅᯅᯋᯘ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯎᯅᯀᮋ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯄᯗᯏᯑᯄᯒᯒᯈᯎᯍ ᯓᯄᯍᯒᯄ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯔᯍᯄᯀᯒᯘᮍ

ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯒᯓᯔᯃᯈᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯌᯈᯑᯑᯎᯑᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯎᯃᯃ ᯃᯄᯌᯄᯀᯍᯎᯑᮍ ᮁ…ᮠᯑᯄ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯎᯍ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯏᯄᯑᯈᯎᯃᮞᮁ

ᮮᯅ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆᯒ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯄᯗᯏᯄᯂᯓᯄᯃ ᯇᯈᯌ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯀᯘᮋ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒᯍ’ᯓ ᯎᯍᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄᯌᮍ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯍᯄᯀᯑᯋᯘ ᯂᯇᯎᯊᯄᯃ ᯎᯍ ᯈᯌᯀᯆᯈᯍᯀᯑᯘ ᯁᯋᯎᯎᯃᮍ

ᮁᮧᯄᯘᮋ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯎᯊᯀᯘᮞ ᮣᯈᯃ ᮨ ᯂᯀᯋᯋ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯎᯕᯄᯑ ᯀᯓ ᯀ ᯁᯀᯃ ᯓᯈᯌᯄᮞᮁ

ᮠᯅᯓᯄᯑ ᯀ ᯋᯎᯍᯆ ᯏᯀᯔᯒᯄᮋ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯒᯈᯆᯇᯄᯃᮋ ᯅᯄᯈᯆᯍᯈᯍᯆ ᯌᯄᯋᯀᯍᯂᯇᯎᯋᯘᮍ

ᮡᯄᯓᯓᯄᯑ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯓᯑᯈᯊᯄ ᯅᯈᯑᯒᯓ ᯓᯇᯀᯍ ᯁᯄ ᯂᯎᯑᯍᯄᯑᯄᯃᮀ ᮳ᯇᯄ ᯂᯋᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯆᯎᯋᯃᯄᯍᮌᯇᯀᯈᯑᯄᯃ ᯋᯎᯋᯈ ᯃᯄᯂᯈᯃᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯏᯋᯀᯘ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯄᯌᯎᯓᯈᯎᯍᯀᯋ ᯂᯀᯑᯃᮍ

ᮁᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ… ᯃᯎ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯑᯄᯌᯄᯌᯁᯄᯑᮞᮁ

ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯁᯋᯈᯍᯊᯄᯃᮋ ᯋᯈᯒᯓᯄᯍᯈᯍᯆᮍ

ᮁ᮳ᯇᯀᯓ ᯃᯀᯘ ᯀᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯓᯑᯀᯈᯍ ᯒᯓᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍ… ᯈᯓ ᯌᯈᯆᯇᯓ’ᯕᯄ ᯁᯄᯄᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯏᯏᯈᯄᯒᯓ ᯓᯈᯌᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯌᯘ ᯋᯈᯅᯄᮍ ᮡᯄᯂᯀᯔᯒᯄ ᮨ ᯅᯎᯔᯍᯃ ᯀ ᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᮍ ᮱ᯄᯌᯄᯌᯁᯄᯑᮞ ᮶ᯄ ᯖᯄᯑᯄ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯒᯓᯑᯀᯍᯆᯄᯑᯒ ᯖᯇᯎ ᯒᯇᯎᯔᯋᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯌᯄᯓᮋ ᯂᯎᯌᯈᯍᯆ ᯅᯑᯎᯌ ᯀᯂᯑᯎᯒᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯎᯂᯄᯀᯍᮍᮁ

ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯋᯈᯒᯓᯄᯍᯄᯃ ᯈᯍᯓᯄᯍᯓᯋᯘᮋ ᯓᯇᯄᯍ ᯑᯄᯌᯎᯕᯄᯃ ᯇᯈᯒ ᯆᯋᯀᯒᯒᯄᯒᮍ

ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯂᯎᯍᯓᯈᯍᯔᯄᯃ ᯌᯎᯔᯑᯍᯅᯔᯋᯋᯘᮍ

ᮁ᮳ᯇᯀᯓ ᯍᯈᯆᯇᯓᮋ ᯖᯇᯈᯋᯄ ᯖᯀᯈᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯒᯎᯌᯄᯎᯍᯄ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯏᯋᯀᯓᯅᯎᯑᯌ… ᮨ ᯅᯄᯋᯋ ᯀᯒᯋᯄᯄᯏ ᯎᯍ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯒᯇᯎᯔᯋᯃᯄᯑᮍ ᮨᯍ ᯌᯘ ᯃᯑᯄᯀᯌᯒᮋ ᮨ ᯅᯄᯋᯓ ᯀ ᯒᯄᯍᯒᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯒᯄᯂᯔᯑᯈᯓᯘ ᮨ’ᯃ ᯍᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯊᯍᯎᯖᯍ ᯁᯄᯅᯎᯑᯄᮍ ᮠᯍᯃ ᯘᯎᯔ—ᯘᯎᯔ ᯖᯄᯑᯄ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯀ ᯓᯑᯀᯕᯄᯋᯄᯑ ᯈᯍ ᯀ ᯅᯎᯑᯄᯈᯆᯍ ᯋᯀᯍᯃᮋ ᯀᯖᯊᯖᯀᯑᯃ ᯀᯓ ᯅᯈᯑᯒᯓᮋ ᯓᯇᯄᯍ ᯒᯋᯎᯖᯋᯘ ᯑᯄᯋᯀᯗᯈᯍᯆ… ᮳ᯇᯄ ᯄᯗᯇᯀᯔᯒᯓᯈᯎᯍᮋ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯋᯎᯍᯆᯈᯍᯆ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯅᯔᯓᯔᯑᯄᮋ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯓᯀᯍᯆᯋᯄᯃ ᯓᯎᯆᯄᯓᯇᯄᯑᮍ ᮶ᯇᯀᯓ ᯀ ᯁᯄᯀᯔᯓᯈᯅᯔᯋ ᯒᯂᯄᯍᯄ—ᯀ ᯘᯎᯔᯍᯆ ᯌᯀᯍ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯀ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᮋ ᯋᯄᯀᯍᯈᯍᯆ ᯎᯍ ᯄᯀᯂᯇ ᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑᮍᮁ

ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯒᯓᯈᯋᯋ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯆᯑᯀᯒᯏ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯏᯎᯈᯍᯓ ᯁᯔᯓ ᯅᯄᯋᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯍᯄᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯂᯎᯑᯑᯄᯂᯓ ᯀ ᯅᯄᯖ ᯃᯄᯓᯀᯈᯋᯒᮍ

ᮁ᮸ᯎᯔ ᯌᯈᯆᯇᯓ’ᯕᯄ ᯌᯈᯒᯔᯍᯃᯄᯑᯒᯓᯎᯎᯃ ᯌᯘ ᯀᯖᯊᯖᯀᯑᯃᯍᯄᯒᯒᮍ ᮨ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯖᯎᯍᯃᯄᯑᯈᯍᯆ ᯈᯅ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯁᯎᯃᯘ ᯎᯃᯎᯑᮍ ᮨ ᯇᯄᯀᯑᯃ ᯁᯋᯎᯍᯃᯄᯒ ᯓᯄᯍᯃ ᯓᯎᮋ ᯁᯔᯓ ᮨ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯒᯌᯄᯋᯋ ᯀᯍᯘᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆᮍᮁ

ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯍᯄᯀᯑᯋᯘ ᯒᯏᯀᯓ ᯎᯔᯓ ᯀ ᯒᯄᯂᯎᯍᯃ ᯌᯎᯔᯓᯇᯅᯔᯋ ᯎᯅ ᯁᯋᯎᯎᯃᮋ ᯂᯎᯔᯆᯇᯈᯍᯆ ᯀᯒ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯓᯇᯔᯌᯏᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯂᯇᯄᯒᯓᮍ

ᮁ᮲ᯎᮋ ᯃᯎ ᯘᯎᯔ—ᮁ

ᮁᮭᮮᮀ ᮠᯁᯒᯎᯋᯔᯓᯄᯋᯘ ᯍᯎᯓᮀ ᮠᯑᯄ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯈᯍᯒᯀᯍᯄᮞᮀ ᮶ᯇᯘ ᯃᯎ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯀᯋᯖᯀᯘᯒ ᯅᯈᯗᯀᯓᯄ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯖᯄᯈᯑᯃᯄᯒᯓ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆᯒᮞᮀᮁ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯒᯇᯑᯈᯄᯊᯄᯃᮋ ᯋᯄᯀᯏᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯅᯄᯄᯓᮍ

ᮁ…᮲ᯎ ᯖᯇᯀᯓ ᯖᯄᯑᯄ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯓᯑᯘᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯀᯘᮞᮁ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯅᯑᯎᯖᯍᯄᯃᮍ

ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯃᯄᯅᯋᯀᯓᯄᯃᮍ ᮁᮨ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯌᯄᯀᯍᯓ… ᯖᯄ’ᯑᯄ ᯄᯀᯂᯇ ᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑ’ᯒ ᯅᯈᯑᯒᯓ ᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᯒᮍᮁ

ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯏᯎᯍᯃᯄᯑᯄᯃᮍ ᮁᮨ ᯆᯔᯄᯒᯒᮍ ᮨᯅ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯇᯀᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯒᯊᯈᯏᯏᯄᯃ ᯂᯋᯀᯒᯒ ᯒᯎ ᯎᯅᯓᯄᯍᮍᮁ

ᮠ ᯁᯀᯃ ᯏᯑᯄᯌᯎᯍᯈᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯒᯓᯑᯔᯂᯊ ᯇᯈᯌᮍ ᮧᯄ ᯒᯖᯈᯅᯓᯋᯘ ᯒᯓᯎᯎᯃ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯒᯓᯄᯏᯏᯄᯃ ᯀᯒᯈᯃᯄ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯀᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯆᯎᯋᯃᯄᯍᮌᯇᯀᯈᯑᯄᯃ ᯋᯎᯋᯈ ᯋᯔᯍᯆᯄᯃᮋ ᯂᯋᯈᯍᯆᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎ ᯇᯈᯒ ᯂᯇᯀᯈᯑ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯀ ᯃᯑᯀᯌᯀᯓᯈᯂ ᯖᯀᯈᯋᮙ

ᮁ᮲ᯎ ᯏᯋᯄᯀᯒᯄ ᯃᯎᯍ’ᯓ ᯓᯀᯑᯆᯄᯓ ᯌᯄᮋ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑᮀ ᮬᯘ ᯋᯎᯘᯀᯋᯓᯘ ᯈᯒ ᯀᯒ ᯂᯋᯄᯀᯑ ᯀᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯔᯍ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯌᯎᯎᯍᮀ ᮨ’ᯃ ᯍᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯁᯄᯓᯑᯀᯘ ᯘᯎᯔᮀ ᮲ᯔᯑᯄᮋ ᮨ ᯒᯊᯈᯏᯏᯄᯃ ᯂᯋᯀᯒᯒ ᯀ ᯋᯎᯓ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯂᯎᯒᯓ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯋᯀᯒᯓ ᯌᯎᯍᯓᯇ’ᯒ ‘ᮮᯔᯓᯒᯓᯀᯍᯃᯈᯍᯆ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ’ ᯑᯀᯓᯈᯍᯆᮋ ᯁᯔᯓ ᯖᯄ’ᯑᯄ ᯒᯓᯈᯋᯋ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯀᯌᯄ ᯒᯈᯃᯄᮀᮁ

ᮁᮮᯔᯓᯒᯈᯃᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯂᯋᯀᯒᯒᮋ ᯖᯄ’ᯑᯄ ᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᯒᮍ ᮲ᯎ ᯖᯇᯀᯓ ᯀᯑᯄ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯃᯎᯈᯍᯆᮞᮁ ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯒᯓᯎᯎᯃ ᯁᯀᯅᯅᯋᯄᯃᮋ ᯀᯒ ᯈᯅ ᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯃᯎᯍᯄ ᯒᯎᯌᯄᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆ ᯔᯍᯅᯎᯑᯆᯈᯕᯀᯁᯋᯄᮍ

ᮁᮨ ᯒᯖᯄᯀᯑ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮥᯄᯋᯈᯂᯄ ᯅᯀᯌᯈᯋᯘ’ᯒ ᯍᯀᯌᯄᮀ ᮨ’ᯋᯋ ᯍᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯄᯗᯏᯎᯒᯄ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯀᯒ ᯀ ᮥᯄᯄᯃᯄᯑᮀᮁ

ᮁ…ᮨ ᯑᯄᯂᯀᯋᯋ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮥᯄᯋᯈᯂᯄ ᯅᯀᯌᯈᯋᯘ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯀ ᯏᯑᯄᯓᯓᯘ ᯁᯀᯃ ᯑᯄᯏᯔᯓᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᮍᮁ

ᮁᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑᮋ ᯆᯈᯕᯄ ᯌᯄ ᯀ ᯂᯇᯀᯍᯂᯄᮀ ᮫ᯄᯓ ᯌᯄ ᯉᯎᯈᯍ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯀᯒ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯏᯀᯑᯓᯍᯄᯑ ᯈᯍ ᯂᯑᯈᯌᯄᮀ ᮸ᯎᯔᯑ ᯒᯄᯂᯑᯄᯓᯒ ᯖᯈᯋᯋ ᯁᯄ ᯌᯈᯍᯄ—ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯃᯎᯍ’ᯓ ᯒᯈᯋᯄᯍᯂᯄ ᯌᯄᮀᮁ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯖᯇᯈᯌᯏᯄᯑᯄᯃᮍ

ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ’ᯒ ᯅᯀᯂᯄ ᯃᯀᯑᯊᯄᯍᯄᯃᮍ ᮲ᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯁᯄᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎᯎ ᯋᯎᯔᯃᮍ

ᮁ᮸ᯎᯔ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯊ ᮨ ᯂᯀᯋᯋᯄᯃ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯇᯄᯑᯄ ᯓᯎ… ᯒᯈᯋᯄᯍᯂᯄ ᯘᯎᯔᮞᮁ

ᮁ…᮸ᯎᯔ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓᮞᮁ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯎᯏᯄᯍᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯄᯘᯄᯒ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯏᯋᯎᯏᯏᯄᯃ ᯈᯍᯓᯎ ᯇᯈᯒ ᯂᯇᯀᯈᯑᮍ

ᮁᮨ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯒᯎᯌᯄᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎ ᯓᯄᯋᯋ ᯘᯎᯔᮍ ᮢᯎᯍᯒᯈᯃᯄᯑ ᯈᯓ ᯀ ᯇᯄᯀᯃᯒᮌᯔᯏᮍᮁ

ᮁ᮲ᯄᯄᮞᮀ ᮨ ᯊᯍᯄᯖ ᮯᯑᯎᯅᯄᯒᯒᯎᯑ ᮠᯍ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯀ ᯆᯎᯎᯃ ᯆᯔᯘᮀ ᮡᯄᯈᯍᯆ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ ᯈᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯇᯈᯆᯇᯋᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯎᯅ ᯌᯘ ᯋᯈᯅᯄᮀᮁ ᮣᯎᯑᯎᯓᯇᯘ ᯁᯄᯀᯌᯄᯃᮍ

ᮠᯍ ᮷ᯈᯀᯎᯘᯈ ᯒᯈᯆᯇᯄᯃᮍ ᮁᮨ ᯒᯓᯈᯋᯋ ᯅᯄᯄᯋ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯍᯄᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯂᯋᯀᯑᯈᯅᯘᮍᮁ

ᮁᮧᯎᯍᯄᯒᯓᯋᯘᮋ ᮨ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯂᯀᯑᯄ ᯀᯁᯎᯔᯓ ᯖᯇᯀᯓ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯒᯀᯈᯃ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯍᯈᯆᯇᯓᮍ ᮡᯄᯂᯀᯔᯒᯄ ᮨ ᯀᯋᯑᯄᯀᯃᯘ ᯊᯍᯄᯖᮍᮁ

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The Vampire Professor

The train station bustled with ceaseless activity, alive with movement. In the spring of her twenty-third year, An Xiaoyi finally received the acceptance letter from that university. Agents, operatives, wielders of power… This was, in truth, a violent institution dedicated to opposing the vampires. He became a professor, teaching foundational knowledge of supernatural abilities and the history of vampires. Filled with anticipation and a deep sense of responsibility, he trained his students to bolster humanity’s strength against the bloodkin—all while searching for clues about his long-missing parents. The problem? He had another identity—she was, in fact, a vampire herself. Even worse, on her very first night in the dormitory, a mysterious vampire woman suddenly kissed her, claiming to be her lover. An Xiaoyi remained outwardly unfazed and struck a deal with the woman: in exchange for information about her parents, she would help the woman “conquer” her. After all, there was no way this woman knew her secret. But gradually, she began to suspect that the cunning, domineering woman was only acting… By the time she realized the truth, it was already too late—she had fallen deep into the trap.

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