My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires

Chapter 791 791: The Journey.

Chapter 791: The journey.

Nightingale.

Hassan was looking at a group of women in front of him with an indifferent expression.

After a long and endless period of thorough investigation by two frightening women [Agnes and Natashia], he was finally allowed to approach the group to teach his students.

But not in his wildest dreams did he expect this sight in front of him.

”So, who is he?” Pepper asked curiously.

”Our new teacher that our Husband arranged,” Lacus replied boredly.

”Ugh, do we really have to train?” Siena complained.

”Donʼt be lazy, or do you want to fall behind and grow weaker? You know what will happen if Darling or my mother deems you weak,” Ruby spoke.

Siena shuddered. ”...Fine, Iʼll train,” she mumbled.

”Hmm... Why am I here again?” Victoria raised her hand.

”For what else, My Little Sister? Itʼs for you to train, of course,” Natashia nodded.

”Right, as Darlingʼs Wife, you canʼt be weak, or youʼll be taken advantage of. Strength is necessary!” Sasha agreed, nodding with her mother.

”I donʼt remember becoming Victorʼs Wife.”

”Say that before signing the marriage contract, my beloved aunt.”

Victoria was about to say something, but she decided to stay silent. After all, Sasha was right—if she wanted nothing to do with Victor, she would have fled that damn incident. She was just too shy to fully accept it, considering the man she was married to was shared between her sister and her niece.

”Putting that aside, if Iʼm here, who will manage our Clan while weʼre away?” Victoria asked.

”Of course, it will be Tatsuya and his beloved Witch, Hecate,” Natashia nodded.

”Iʼm leaving,” Victoria declared quickly but was stopped by Sasha and Natashia, who appeared beside her and held her by the arm, lifting her slightly in the air.

”Let me go!”

”Stop bothering your son. Let him enjoy himself with the Witch. Who knows? Maybe youʼll have a grandchild in the future,” Sasha spoke.

”Never!” Natashia struggled even more. ”Heʼs still a baby! Heʼs only 100 years old! I must protect him!”

”Stop the drama. Despite being young, heʼs already quite strong—not at Victorʼs abnormal level, but heʼs a genius few can match due to his fatherʼs Heritage of Illusion Control,” Natashia rolled her eyes.

”Hmm, this is calmer than I thought...” Jeane muttered.

”Only when chaotic beings like Violet, Agnes, Natashia, Morgana, Maria, and Roberta are together does everything become a mess. Those women have no sense of decency,” Hestia said.

”Who has no decency, you horny Goddess?”

Hestia opened her eyes wide and jumped back, only to see Agnes looking at her with a neutral expression.

”Agnes! When did you appear behind me?”

”Just now.”

”How?”

”A new Technique Iʼm developing,” Agnes said but didnʼt give further details. ”Back to the topic. You forgot Aphrodite, your horny Goddess.”

A vein bulged on Hestiaʼs head. ”I am not a horny Goddess! Stop defaming my image!”

”Humph, then stop calling me a chaotic being. Iʼm a very quiet and understanding woman.”

Hestiaʼs expression turned neutral, and she looked at Agnes with a visibly confused and slightly worried look. ”...Are you experimenting with illicit drugs? What kind of hallucinations are you seeing now?”

”...I am not experimenting with anything!” Somehow, Hestiaʼs genuine kindness hurt Agnes. ʼIʼm not that chaotic, right? By Vampire standards, Iʼm normal,ʼ she thought.

Jeanne rolled her eyes at this situation; she was still surprised that these women didnʼt realize how abnormal they were. ʼThen again, I canʼt judge too much since Iʼve been alive since the beginning.ʼ

Hassan, who was looking at this group, was simply speechless. ʼHow many Wives does that man have? And why are they all so absolutely beautiful?ʼ

Hassan felt like he had entered a forbidden garden where the most beautiful women in existence resided or something like that. Little did he know that this garden had a Guardian.

A gust of wind was felt all around, and Hassanʼs instincts went haywire. He quickly looked around, and before he could react, something appeared in front of him.

It was a stunningly beautiful woman, even more beautiful than all the others present, but that wasnʼt what caught his attention. It was the womanʼs neutral gaze and her Draconic features.

Zaladrac spread her wings wide, completely covering the moonlight from Hassan.

”Any harmful action, any wrong move, any wrong thought...” Zaladracʼs eyes glowed an intense violet. ”And I will erase your existence.” Violet flames emanated from Zaladracʼs mouth with every word she spoke.

Though she spoke in a neutral tone, the threat in her voice was unmistakable. A threat that Hassan took very seriously—after all, it was not every day you had a Dragon personally looking at you.

He was not foolish, nor was he driven by his desires; he hadnʼt reached his current position by being emotional.

”Donʼt worry, Zaladrac. Heʼs being watched... And you know Darling wouldnʼt compromise our safety.”

Zaladrac looked down, specifically at Hassanʼs shadow, and she saw various Demons of Despair, Demonic creatures that could hide in an individualʼs shadow. Not to mention, she also sensed several women from Clan Blank around, observing everything.

Victor didnʼt play with his Familyʼs safety. He sent a teacher, but that teacher wouldnʼt be sent without being checked or having several confidentiality contracts obliging him not to speak about what he discovered in Nightingale.

”Mm.” Zaladrac nodded and then flew into the air, hovering there as if unaffected by everything.

”... The Demon King sent me to train someone. Who am I going to train?”

”All of us...” Agnes spoke. ”Though your focus will be on the less experienced girls.” She looked at Violet in the distance and nodded.

Violet returned the gesture and walked towards Hassan with Ophis and Nero behind her.

”These are The Daughters of The Demon King,” Agnes said.

When Hassan heard this, he opened his eyes wide in shock. ʼThe Demon King already has descendants?ʼ

Suddenly, he felt hundreds of eyes on him. He snapped out of his stupor and looked around, realizing that the gazes he was feeling came from all the women present.

ʼYes, this isnʼt a forbidden garden with the most beautiful women in existence... This is a deadly trap with thorny flowers capable of great atrocities.ʼ Hassan thought, feeling a chill down his spine.

He could easily identify that the most dangerous women here were the Dragon and the blonde woman named Jeanne—those two gave him the worst feeling.

”You will train them however you see fit.”

”...I canʼt train them,” Hassan spoke after assessing the situation, then turned his gaze to Agnes.

”...Huh?” Agnesʼs red eyes became lifeless as she turned her face 90 degrees, looking very confused but also very scary.

The worst part was that she wasnʼt the only one giving him that look; almost all the women present had a similar expression except the Goddess, who seemed normal. But with everything he had seen in this short time, he highly doubted that this Goddess was normal.

”What do you mean? Why canʼt you train them?” Agnes persisted.

”My training is harsh,” Hassan replied with the same tone as before and a neutral expression.

Only once did Hassan lose control of his expressions, and that was when he saw the Demon Kingʼs daughters. It was a significant piece of news, but during the entire encounter, he remained composed.

His training was so ingrained in his body that even in a situation like this, where several dangerous Beings were looking at him, he stayed calm.

And this attitude surprised the girls around him; after all, their sisters were not normal Beings. Moreover, this man had seen the lifeless gazes of the women present here, and if it were anyone else, they would already be terrified. But he remained calm.

As expected of someone who inherited the name ”Hassan.”

He was a Master.

Hassan looked at Ophis and Nero. ”Injuries will happen, and their mentalities will be tested. I canʼt train them because you will interfere if I get too harsh... And that goes for all the other students too.”

”I thought it would be a more plausible reason, but thatʼs all?” Sasha snorted and smiled in amusement.

”Right? I thought it would be another reason too,” Violet rolled her eyes.

”I guess he doesnʼt know about my Motherʼs and my Husbandʼs ways, huh,” Pepper thought.

”Even if he knew, it would be strange. After all, Darling doesnʼt share much about his personal life with strangers. Heʼs extremely reserved about delicate matters,” Lacus said.

”...Darling, huh?” Ruby raised an eyebrow with an amused expression.

Lacus blushed slightly, but she didnʼt look away. ”What? You all call him that directly. Why canʼt I?”

”...Stop with that shit-eating grin!” Lacus snapped.

”Hehehe,” Ruby chuckled lightly.

Pepper shuddered slightly. ”That laugh... Fuck, in the future, Ruby will become a Milf, who says, Ara Ara.”

Rubyʼs amused expression disappeared, and she returned to a neutral expression, looking at her older sister. ”Stop talking nonsense. Iʼm not Japanese. Why the hell would I say, Ara Ara? Itʼs more likely for Haruna, Kaguya, or even Mizuki to become someone like that.”

”Hmm, thatʼs true... But Kaguya grew up in a culture more oriented toward the West, so we should rule her out,” Pepper said.

”I think Kaguya will remain the same as always, even in the future, just more strict,” Siena pointed out.

”Itʼs quite likely,” Pepper nodded.

The eerie atmosphere completely disappeared, and the girls started talking among themselves, ignoring Hassan.

”You seem confused, even though you donʼt show it, Hassan,” Agnes said.

”...Thatʼs true. Why did they react that way when they heard about my training?” Hassan decided that being honest about his doubts was the best course of action.

”Itʼs simple.” Agnes began to explain. ”At some point in their lives, all the girls here were trained by Scathach or even Darling.”

”And if thereʼs one thing you need to know, itʼs that those two individuals have training regimens akin to torture.”

”...The ability to harm loved ones for their own good is not something everyone can do lightly, especially for someone like The Demon King,” Hassan said.

”Correct. Because of Victorʼs nature, he avoids the harshest training for the younger girls, but for the older girls, he doesnʼt go easy,” Jeanne said.

ʼThe same applies to the current Scathach. If it were the old Scathach, she wouldnʼt even blink while subjecting the children to torturous training. But when she met Victor, her mindset changed, and her training went from infernal to bearable, at least for the younger girls in the Family... I bet if she were to train another Being outside the Family, sheʼd revert to her old ways.ʼ Jeanne thought.

”To be honest, I donʼt think you can teach us anything,” Violet began.

Hassan looked at Violet neutrally.

”Why not?”

”Look around. We have the most competent individuals here—a Master Assassin,” Violet pointed to a shadow on the tree, and when everyone looked in the direction she was pointing, they saw Oda leaning against the tree with crossed arms.

”Three Martial Arts Masters, my Husband, Scathach, and one more woman whoʼs not present.”

”This also includes several old women whoʼve been walking on the Earth before Jesus even existed.”

Veins bulged on the heads of said ”old” women.

”Of course, donʼt forget the Dragon too.” Violet smiled as she looked at the sky where Zaladrac was floating, looking at Hassan.

”...And thereʼs you, the old man of the mountain, Hassan-

i Sabbah... Yes, you may be the successor, or even the original ʼoldʼ man of the mountain, a unique existence indeed, but what can you teach us?”

𝗇𝑜𝒱𝗲𝒍𝗎𝑠𝔅.𝓬𝐎𝓂

Many might mistake Violetʼs question for arrogance, but it wasnʼt that. She was genuinely puzzled by the situation—

why did they need to train with this man when there were so many Elites present? She knew Victor didnʼt make mistakes when it came to his Family, but she couldnʼt see what this man could teach them.

”A fair question that I also ask myself,” Hassan spoke neutrally.

”...Huh?” Violet was confused by what she heard.

”Why did The Demon King send me here? What does he want me to teach you? These questions always come to my mind. I still donʼt understand that man fully; after all, I only saw him briefly, and we didnʼt even talk much.”

Violetʼs look went from confused to bored as she heard the manʼs response. ”...It seems Darling made a mistake this time.”

”But even though I donʼt know him well and donʼt understand his motives, the moment I arrived here, I understood my role.”

”.....” Violet fell silent as everyone focused their attention on the man.

”With just one look, I could see your problem.”

”Faith.”

”Faith?” Agnes asked, confused.

”Yes, in this specific aspect... Compared to The Demon King, all of you are ʼlostʼ.”

These words made all the women narrow their eyes dangerously at Hassan.

”The only individuals who pass in this aspect are...” He looked at the Dragon in the air. ”You,” then he looked at Jeanne. ”You,” he looked at Hestia. ”And you.”

”Explain what you mean about Faith,” Agnes said.

”A conviction... a belief... or Faith... Faith in oneself, Faith in oneʼs own existence.”

Hestiaʼs eyes widened when she heard Hassanʼs words.

”The thought that nourishes the Soul and makes your worth grow in existence, right?” Hassan looked at Hestia.

”...You... How?” Hestia asked in shock; the manʼs words were very familiar to her.

Hassan didnʼt answer, only stating, ”The path to Divinity is paved through hardships, enlightenment, and understanding. Only when you understand yourself and the world around you can you find your place in existence.”

A golden aura began to emanate from the manʼs body, completely enveloping him.

”Iʼm Hassan-i Sabbah. I inherited this name from my Master a thousand years ago, and through it, I reached a height that even he couldnʼt attain.”

His golden aura spread around, causing a gust of wind.

”A High-Level God...” Agnes opened her eyes wide as she looked at Zaladrac and saw that the Dragonʼs expression hadnʼt changed, which meant Zaladrac knew from the beginning, and if Zaladrac knew, it meant that Victor knew too. After all, they had the same eyes.

ʼThis is why she never stopped observing him...ʼ Agnes said.

”I attained Divinity through my Faith... Thatʼs what I will teach you, The Philosophy of Self-Discovery.”

”A tool that will aid you on your journey, whatever it may be... I hope that by the end of my lessons, you will know yourselves better than you do now.”