MTL - A Sorcerer in the Detective World - Chapter 2197 Do I have to thank you, brother! ~

Life Demon, Order Demon, Knowledge Demon, Fate Demon, War Demon…When various bizarre powers invaded, the world was clearly divided into two distinct sides.Some worship them as gods, walking upon the earth as their spokespeople.Others choose to drink a glass of strong liquor on scarlet nights, and raise the hunting rifle in their hands

Living a fairly common life, Brian lost his parents at the age of twenty at the hands of vampires. But he never imagined that he had a daughter and she was a vampire.

Elenor was raised by her mother, learning to become the next head of the Vampire Family. Seeing the pressure and loneliness of her mother, an eight year old Elenor decides to find her father and help them patch up.

But, who would have thought that her father had no love for her mother, he doesn't know much about her. Instead he fell in love with an werewolf, her racial enemy.

But, it wasn't her story. Brian had a lot more going on in his life. With a new daughter and a girlfriend, his life began to drastiscally change. From solitary and lonely life to a life filled with excitement and love. Can he handle it? Can he raise his daughter? Will he ever love her mother?

In the age of post-apocalypse, Brian at the age of twenty-five starts a new life filled with Virtual Reality, Superheroes, Evil Aliens, Vampires, Werewolves, and most importantly, Techs.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”