Chapter 3: Alpha, The Troublesome Thief

A wave of pain swept over her, and the girl felt as if all the blood in her body was being drained. Her consciousness began to fade, her eyelids heavy. But just as her eyes were about to close, a vigorous force erupted from within her body. She felt her body begin to transform, her heartbeat suddenly quickening.

"Wonderful taste."

Hellsing took a step back, licking his lips. The power within him began to revive.

[Blood River: 10001]

[Familiar Count: 1]

Hellsing was somewhat surprised.

Just one familiar could provide him with ten thousand chances to resurrect?

It seemed that this familiar was not weak. As the River of Death grew stronger, Hellsing felt a familiar power returning.

This world was powerful.

Perhaps there would be pure humans who could kill him completely. Being invincible was a lonely thing. He was somewhat tired of it.

The Gun Sword Priest Andrei couldn't do it, the young butler of his youth couldn't do it, and the Major with the will of a human had set him up.

But he was still alive.

And he had come to a special world.

He was curious!

Would there be pure humans who could kill him completely?

Hellsing had sucked the blood of the elf girl and directly gained ten thousand chances to resurrect, which was an unexpected joy. Because she was a virgin, the elf girl became Hellsing's familiar, further enhancing Hellsing's power.

The stronger the familiar, the more rewards Hellsing would receive.

It was a win-win situation.

Hellsing smiled.

His pupils turned crimson, and the ability of the River of Death was activated. Something strange happened. The blood soaked into the ground floated up, and the thieves turned into mummies in an instant. The crimson blood, as if pulled by an inexplicable force, turned into a long river and surged into Hellsing's body.

[Blood River: 10102]

[Familiar Count: 1]

Hellsing shook his head, somewhat surprised.

There were only nine thieves lying on the ground, but they provided 101 lives for the River of Death.

In other words, the blood of this world was of different quality.

If he wanted to recover his strength as soon as possible, he needed to absorb the blood of the strong as much as possible.

Or contract as many of these so-called demon-possessed familiars as possible.

Hellsing pondered secretly.

If he wanted to find as many demon possessions as possible, he would have to establish an organization.

In that case, the elf girl was a good choice.

Having made up his mind, Hellsing looked over.

The elf girl was sitting in place with her lips slightly parted, looking dazed.

This ability to absorb blood didn't seem like something a good person would have, did it?

"You're thinking I'm a bad person, aren't you?"

"Mm."

The elf girl nodded subconsciously.

"There's never been any good or evil, power is the only way for you to gain respect."

Hellsing hooked up the corner of the girl's mouth, jokingly saying, "From today on, you are my familiar, given the name Alpha, and you will address me as your master, understand?"

"Yes, Master."

The girl responded instinctively.

As Hellsing's familiar, Alpha couldn't resist his orders.

Even if he asked her to die, she would do it without hesitation.

And so, the elf girl accepted her new name, Alpha, and the somewhat embarrassing title of Master.

Inside the city.

It was already late at night, but the lights of the Caggiano family

were still brightly lit.

Servants rushed in and out with anxious expressions, and the maids kept their heads down, fearing to anger the lady sitting in the main seat.

Earlier this afternoon, the only son of the Caggiano family, Hellsing, had mysteriously disappeared.

He had not returned until now, and there was no news of him at all.

Under normal circumstances, it might not be a big deal, just a child playing around.

But recently, there were rampant thieves outside the city, and no one could guarantee that Hellsing had not been captured by them.

At this moment, the Caggiano family was like a powder keg placed by the fire.

Always on the verge of explosion.

"Mother, is there any news of Hellsing?"

Cleia's eyes were slightly red, full of worry as she looked at her mother sitting in the main seat.

As Hellsing's sister, Cleia's biggest concern was her younger brother Hellsing.

She was afraid that anything would happen to Hellsing.

But now it was late at night, and Hellsing had not returned home.

What's worse, there were several groups of rampant thieves wandering outside the city recently.

Many civilians had been victimized.

Even the nearby nobles had been extorted by these thieves.

This made it hard for her not to worry about Hellsing's safety.

"Don't worry, your father has sent people to look for him, there will be news soon."

Hellsing's mother stood up and hugged Cleia, patting her back gently to comfort her.

"Send someone to find him quickly, what's the use of sighing all the time?"

Feeling her daughter's subtle trembling, Hellsing's mother became even more distressed, angrily shouting at the man sitting not far away, who was only sighing.

That was Hellsing and Cleia's father, the patriarch of the Caggiano family.

"Alright."

The man stood up and walked towards the outside of the family.