Vampire's Slice Of Life

"Huuuu… so refreshing!"

Lizbeth stretched her hands over her head and basked in the glory of the morning sun in a field full of colorful herbs that reached her waist.

Two steps behind her was Lith, casting a shadow over her with his towering figure.

Since nobody could take her responsibility, Lith had to do it himself.

Currently, in the herb field, Liz was like a fish in water. She was running around, sniffing many different types of herbs, and even right away eating some. It was her happy place as there were a lot of materials available for her research.

"Haha! Look! Look! God—"

Swissssshhhhh!

Lizbeth's sentence was cut off as a scorching breeze blew past her.

In the next instant, she could hear crackling noises and smell smoke.

"Huh?" Turning around, she saw the herbs in the field burning.

"Huh?Huh?HUUUUHH?? God, why—"

Swissssshhhhh!

"Nooooooo!"

Lizbeth cried out and willed the Water element in the surroundings to douse the flames.

The fire was gone but the herbs nearby had been burnt to crisp.

Lizbeth turned back to look at Lith and asked ruefully, "Why would you do that?"

With a neutral expression on his face, Lith said calmly, "Did I not tell you? If you call me God again, there will be consequences. Stick to calling me Master."

Lizbeth knitted her brows. An annoyed look formed on her cute face.

"I did tell you too that I can't do that."

Lith crossed his arms. "And why is that?"

"Because…" Liz fidgeted and carefully considered her next set of words.

The pause was long and she did not have the right words to say yet.

"Because what?" Lith pushed her to speak.

Liz twirled her finger around her lush green hair and looked down, gently biting her lower lip.

"Because…"

Her voice was soft and the tone was low.

"Hm?" Lith felt something was off. He walked close to her and placed his hand on her shoulders, startling her.

"Eikkk!" Liz jumped in fright, but Lith held her in place and didn't let her run away.

"Speak. What's causing you to not refer to me that?"

"Um… it's…" Liz began fidgeting again.

This time, the pause wasn't for long as she turned to look up at Lith and continued, "Do you promise that you won't be mad?"

"Okay," Lith agreed without thinking much. If this harmless girl could make him mad, then he really should give up on cultivation as a whole.

Getting provoked easily or having intense emotional changes was a sign of weakness. As cultivators progressed, they would become calm as a still lake and was the reason why they appeared emotionless to everyone.

They weren't emotionless. They just knew how to better stabilize their emotions and keep calm.

Looking at Lith agree, Lizbeth heaved a relieved sigh. She did not doubt Lith's promise as she looked up to him as a God.

God would surely not go back on his word, would he?

"Okay… so… it's that…"

Lizbeth took a deep breath and looked Lith right in the eyes.

"…you do not specialize in alchemy, meaning your alchemy skills are definitely not on par with a mortal like me even. Calling you Master would be disrespectful to my previous Master. And not calling you God would also be disrespectful to you after everything you've done for me."

"Oh," Lith was taken aback. "So it was this."

"Haaah…" Lizbeth took a deep breath and backed away. "Are you angry?" She asked with her lips curled down.

"No." Lith clarified immediately and shook his head. "I can understand where you're coming from. You should've said so earlier."

"What?" Lizbeth was surprised, but a second later, she nudged her glasses up and said, "Oh right. I forgot God is more understanding than the average person and more forgiving and easy going too."

She then bowed to a full ninety degrees.

"I'm sorry to have doubted you, Go–"

Bonk!

"Oww!"

"Stop spouting nonsense." Lith said with a shake of his head after giving a head chop to Lizbeth.

"It was me in the wrong. I should've just asked you to call me Your Highness instead of Master."

This fuck wasn't intentional. Lith couldn't even see it coming from a mile away. This situation served as a reminder to him to not let every new subordinate he found to call him Master.

If he had to pry into this matter further, only Hyunsuk and Shi were the ones who should call him Master as he had officially accepted them as his disciples.

But come to think of it, aren't the heads of a house usually called Master? It's a common terminology used throughout the world in noble households.

Lith was a prince, so it made sense that the maids referred to him as Your Highness. In case if he wasn't, then he would be referred as Master by them or perhaps lord or sir.

'Having the title of a prince sure solves a lot of problems.'

The maids in the castle were in a disarray till this day regarding his mother's change of title.

Calling her Madam felt weird and calling her Your Majesty was a bit disrespectful to Lucy, who was the current ruling Queen.

'I need to clarify the titles after going home. The maidservants don't say it, but I can feel the tension. Mom might not be aware of this as it's a trivial thing.'

A genius, and even the mightiest of beings, just like normal people, always tended to ignore their noses that lay right in front of them.

Everyone's brain was wired to do that as not doing so would result in the nose becoming a hindrance.

Just like how the nose was right in front of their eyes but always ignored, the situation could be the same for his mother.

This topic could be dealt with in a bit of time. For now, Lith focused on the greenhead with glasses in front.

"You'll call me Your Highness from now on, understood?"

This was more of an order and less of a request.

Lizbeth immediately understood it and bowed again.

"As God— His Highness commands!"

Liz saved herself from another bonk on the head by correcting herself at the last minute.

Lith heaved a relieved sigh. "Good, since this is fixed, let's go back."

It was easier to fix Liz than he thought. Or was it easy because it was him whom she had full faith in and trusted blindly?

Could be the latter.

In any case, holding Liz's hand, he said, "The work here is done. Let's leave."

"G-g-g— Your Highness!" Liz's face flushed red as she felt her revered God's touch.

Used to such reactions already, Lith ignored her and injected his spiritual power into a teleportation artifact.

The Space around him bent and sucked him in along with Lizbeth.

The next instant, in front of Lith was a familiar rooftop, a familiar night sky, and a familiar crimson-silver moon.

He was back in the castle and stood at the highest rooftop of it that had a complete unhindered view of the area around them.

The mist-covered Lake of Bewitchment, the rows of dark roses lined in the Dark Rose Forest's boundary, the cobblestone pavement leading towards Evernight City…

The view couldn't get any better than this.

Lizbeth froze in her spot the moment she arrived here.

Looking at her, Lith asked, "Beautiful, isn't it?"

He thought she was shocked by the beauty of this place and thus remained frozen in her spot.

Sniff… sniff…

"Huh? There's such a strong medicinal smell here…"

"What?"

Lith couldn't be any more wrong.

Lizbeth's keen sense of acquired smell for alchemy related things shot up and made her freeze due to how strong it was. She had never smelled something this potent.

As if a switch had been flipped within her, she ignored Lith and began running towards the source of smell.

Lith extended his wings out and flapped them, following her from behind while being one foot above the ground.

Despite it being her first time in the castle, Lizbeth was running in the hallways as if she knew this place like the back of her hand.

"Your Highness."

The maids that saw Lith bowed and greeted him in the hallways. Lith gave them a curt nod and continued to follow Lizbeth.

A few minutes later.

A silverhead, leaning on a pillar, could be seen staring at Lith's direction. She was smiling and waving at him.

Lizbeth's brain did not register anyone. Not even the most beautiful lady in the universe leaning by the pillar in the hallway.

She was focused competing on the medicinal smell and was running almost on instinct.

"Hi baby—"

As Lith neared her, Lilith did the usual greeting, but was interrupted as Lith kissed her forehead while flying.

It was just a peck as Lith went past her in the next instant.

Waving his hand, Lith said, "I'll see you in a bit, mom. A little busy right now."

Lilith stood there with a dumbfounded expression on her face.

Qingyue walked beside her, and like the loyal and amazing maid she was, presented her Madam a box of tissues, in case she wanted to wipe her tears.

"Sniff…"

Lilith took a tissue out of the box and wiped her eyes that had fake tears.

"…my baby… he's… he's now in his rebellious phase. Even going so far to ignore his mama for someone he met just a while ago."

Qingyue, with a neutral look on her face, nodded slightly and said in a monotonous voice, "His Highness is undergoing puberty. The day's not far when he'll become an adult. I suppose he'll start addressing Madam as respected mother by then."

"Nooooooooo!"

…..

A/N: 'Lizbeth' is used when it's the narrator's pov. Through Lith's or others' pov, it's 'Liz'. The changes are subtle, but in case you're wondering why in some places it's written as Liz and not Lizbeth — that's your answer.