Reincarnated into a New World As a Vampire

[Name: Lada Vesnak Hellsing]

[age: 61]

[Rank: Ordinary]

[Race: Vampire]

[Evolution: Blood Sucker]

[Racial Skills: {Blood Manipulation (Lvl 1} {Minor Compulsion Lvl 1} {Healing Factor}]

[Loyalty: 60]

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"Lada Vesnak? So Dalia isn't her real name then? And what's with that age?? She really is a witch, huh?" Aldritch thought to himself.

Seeing as her loyalty was high enough, Aldritch felt slightly at ease and prepared blood for when she woke up. Seeing as she was still calm, he attributed it to his hypnosis still in effect. Even with all his brainwashing, it didn't affect it directly, meaning he would have to completely cement the false memories and other information he had fed her as time went on.

He extracted blood from his blood bank into a bowl sitting on a table inside the room.

[Due to her skill and proficiency, Minor Compulsion has risen to level 5]

"Wow, I really did pick a talent…" after looking at her age again, Aldritch retracted his statement, she had a lot of experience, not just talent. Then again, if she was 60 and still wasn't ranked, then maybe she really wasn't talented to begin with… maybe he just picked up a waste after all?

"Wake up." Aldritch said, tapping her on her cheek. As soon as she opened her eyes, they glowed red and a ferocious look covered her face, before she could latch herself onto Aldritch and attack, Aldritch pounced on her, and using his left hand forced open her mouth and fed her with the blood he had prepared before letting go of her.

'That should do it.'

Gradually, the frenzy reduced and Lada came back to her senses. She looked around in confusion at first, as she was a bit confused as to what had happened.

'My head, what are… these memories… my memories have been unlocked, but- were they ever locked? Am I under some sort of spell? She wasn't quite sure.'

After a short while, everything back to her as she regained more of herself, and a fearful expression dawned on her face as she rushed to Aldritch's feet.

"Master! Please, forgive this lowly servant! I didn't realise it was you! My memories were still sealed at that moment, please, mercy!" She pleaded sincerely.

'Good, the brain washing is perfect.' Though, considering her loyalty was that low, Aldritch was sure to face some troubles later on, after all, Lada was a witch and her having some kind of counter measure for such mind control isn't impossible.

Since simply making her loyal to him by posing as her true master didn't work, Aldritch made it so that she thought the memory of him being her master had been sealed. That begged the question, if the memory was sealed, then there must have been a reason, one great enough it would warrant such a tactic.

"You will definitely be punished later. Do you remember your assignment?" Aldritch walked towards a metal chair close by to sit.

"Y-yes, master. To infiltrate the Lunar Cult and prepare for when you come b-back." She said fearfully.

"Yes, and what is your progress? You don't seem to have to have advanced much in rank." Aldritch stated unforgivingly.

Hearing what he said, Lada couldn't help but feel a certain level of disappointment from his words, even though he didn't say it in any particular tone would give such an impression.

"M-my Lord! Master, please, forgive me! I'm not so talented, so rising in rank is not easy for me… I-"

"Whatever, just get on with your report." Aldritch cut her off, he wasn't really interested.

Hearing this, Lada felt relief, but at the same time a bit pained. "Yes, my lord. Despite my low potential, I have been able to rise to the rank of a Dame, and I'm now the Dame of Purple." She said respectfully.

"Hmm… Explain to me how the ranks in the Lunar cult works." Since Aldritch didn't exactly understand what all the "Dame" talk meant, he needed more explanation to understand how their ranking worked.

"Well, as you know, the Lunar Cult is chiefly ran and operated by witches, so the ranking system is catered towards witches alone, and other members have no right to hold any of the major positions.

Starting from the top, we have the Great Mother, the most powerful witch, she holds unfathomable power I've heard, and has lived for centuries, even before the strange phenomenon occurred and our world was introduced fully to mana and magic. She holds boundless knowledge and is as wise as her age, this I have heard. I have never seen her in all my years in the cult.

After the Great Mother, there are the three Primordial Dames. The Primordial Dame of Red, the Primordial Dame of Black, and the Primordial Dame of White. They are very powerful, each one of them, and they preceded over most affairs in the cult. Following that are the Great Dames, the Dame of Purple, the Dame of Green, and the Dame of Blue.

We are next in command and handle most of the important tasks while supervising the others under us.

The last ranks are called Luna, from the first to the sixth."

'Wow, she's actually good? How did she make it all the way to the second ranks?' Aldritch was sure he had judged wrong.

"How are you able to maintain your position even though you're so weak?" Aldritch asked.

"The thing is, even though I don't have the required amount of mana like those of my level, my knowledge in magic and witchcraft is invaluable to them. The Great Mother is not so accessible, so I still offer a lot of value." She explained.

"Is that all? I doubt that's enough to bring you this far, after all, they could just put you in some slave contract and have you do their bidding, this doesn't sound right." Aldritch pressed.

"W-W-wel… the thing is, I used to be under the current Primordial Black when she was still the Dame of Purple, and when she assumed the position of Primordial Red, she brought me to be the next Dame of Purple."

'So that's how.'

"I see."

"Now then, what are you doing in the capital under the house of a man, bearing a different name?"