My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires-Chapter 859: Natashia is in trouble.

Chapter 859: Natashia is in trouble.

Day of The Meeting of Supernatural Beings.

With just 7 hours left for The Meeting of Supernatural Beings to begin, Victor was faced with a problem.

Specifically speaking, the problem didn't come from his Faction or anything like that but rather came from The Tower of Nightmares. His dear Wife, Annasthashia Fulger, was convulsing on the floor, shaking and breathing heavily in a frantic rhythm, as her entire body was seizing with pain.

"What happened!?" Victor asked Nyx and Gaia, who were responsible for observing The Tower.

"We don't know! Everything was normal until recently, but when she advanced to the next floor and went to 'rest' while she drank your blood, this started to happen!" Nyx replied, confused; even she didn't know what was going on.

When Victor heard the words 'your blood', several possibilities immediately appeared in his mind. He knew very well that his blood had a very strong property of change, and for his Wives who were connected with him, this change would be even more radical.

Victor didn't reply to either Gaia or Nyx and simply teleported in front of Natashia.

He knelt on the ground and looked at Natashia with his Draconic Eyes. Despite seeing nothing wrong, Victor knew something was off. Call it what you will, but his instincts told him that what was wrong with Natashia was not physical but more spiritual.

Putting more power into his eyes, Victor focused all of his vision on Natashia. At that moment, in his vision, all that existed was Natashia.

Deep within Natashia's Soul, in a place so deep it could be said to be the 'core' of her Soul. Victor saw a bizarre sight.

Two blonde women, who resembled Natashia, were looking at a woman lying on the floor.

"Roxanne, don't let anyone disturb me or interrupt my concentration," Victor ordered.

Roxanne appeared from Victor's body and stood next to him: "Yes, Darling."

A crimson red Power covered Victor's body, and soon Victor sent his 'Soul' into Natashia's core. Due to the size of his Soul and the Power of his existence, he couldn't send the entirety of his Soul. Thus, he had to send just a piece of his own consciousness.

Any more than that would damage Natashia.

...

Natashia's Soul Core.

"Darling has arrived…" The woman who looked like Natashia said.

"Of course he has. Knowing that man, he wouldn't stand idly by after seeing my girl like that," Said another blonde woman who had similarities to Natashia but was more developed and had longer golden hair.

When Victor's body formed in Natashia's Soul Core, his wings immediately spread, and Victor's own Soul pressed down on the two women.

Even though it was just a fragment of Victor's consciousness, it was still a fragment of the Soul of The Strongest Blood Dragon Progenitor; it was a powerful, oppressive, and arrogant Soul.

The moment Victor opened his eyes and looked at the women, he said: "Leave."

What followed his order was a blast of pure Power that sent both women flying away.

He didn't question them or do anything of the sort. He just kicked the two away from Natashia and approached her.

"Ugh, attack first, ask questions later, huh?" The woman who looked like Natashia spoke.

"...Well, he's Victor." The older woman shrugged as she straightened her clothes.

Victor knelt near Natashia's translucent body. Checking her body, he saw that her Core was damaged in two parts, and this was probably the cause of Natashia's condition.

Victor's oppressive atmosphere began to slowly disappear, and a gentle atmosphere surrounded him. He touched Natashia's Soul's head, and a translucent green Power began to flow from his hand.

He was using the Pure Power of The World Tree, along with his Soul Power, to lessen the pain of Natashia's existence, a treatment that only served to alleviate the symptoms, not fix it.

To help Natashia, Victor already knew what to do.

Victor's consciousness split again, and soon, another Victor appeared in front of the two women.

Unlike the previous Victor, who had a gentle atmosphere, this one was composed of pure violence and destruction. He became even more intense.

When both of his hands went towards the two women's faces, the woman who looked like Natashia spoke.

"W-Wait! Darling! You can't do that. It will only hurt her."

"Don't call me that. Only my Wife can call me that."

Those words hurt 'Natashia' a lot, but she tried not to care too much. After all, she wasn't actually his Wife. In fact, perhaps categorizing them as enemies was more accurate. After all, she was the woman he'd fought so long ago.

Yes, the woman who appeared similar to Natashia was, in fact, her split-

personality, the 'mother' of Sasha he had first encountered, Natasha, the woman responsible for nearly dragging The Fulger Clan into the mud, and torturing Sasha as an excuse for 'training'.

Of course, this was a fact that Victor quickly understood. When he'd first looked at this woman's nature, he understood that she was the Natasha he'd fought in the past.

...But the other woman was a mystery to him. However, seeing the similarities between Natashia and the woman, he correctly deduced that she was Natashia's Ancestor or something close to that. However, despite coming to this conclusion, Victor did not let his guard down.

This could very well be an enemy trying to attack his Wife's Soul, something very unlikely considering where Natashia was, but not impossible.

As long as there was even a 1% chance of this being someone capable of harming his Wife with a method unknown to him, Victor would not let his guard down. Extreme caution, paranoia, and a cruel side, one that made the monsters applaud in admiration, would always exist within him.

Targeting his Family was Victor's reverse scale, and it attracted his worst possible side.

Victor's hands shone with Power, and soon, the two women were caught by the neck. Victor's eyes flashed crimson violet as he analyzed the fragments that made up the two women.

Instead of wasting time on useless dialogue, Victor relied more on his capabilities.

"I understand..."

"Darlin – Victor, let go of me! I am not trying to harm my other self!"

"Silence."

Natasha's mouth slammed shut, preventing her from speaking. Was that some form of Victor's Power? No, that was merely Natasha's natural response to an order from her 'Husband'.

Essentially speaking, Natashia and Natasha were the same person. They were different personalities but effectively the same person. Natasha was the worst side of Natashia, and Natashia was the best side of Natasha.

Consequently, the two women were connected. Therefore, everything that occurred between Natashia and Victor was observed by Natasha and, of course, the older woman next to them, who was also a part of Natasha.

Therefore, it can be said that when Victor slept with Natashia, he was not just sleeping with one woman but with three women at the same time.

Because of this, Natasha was submissive to Victor. After all, this was a trait of Natashia herself.

Despite being playful and always teasing everyone, Natashia knew that when Victor was serious, she needed to listen. The same applied to the other Wives.

Victor may be a kind, loving man who did everything for his Family, but when authority was needed, he knew how to evoke it from everyone very well. After all, he was the Leader of the Family and the Pillar of the Family for a reason.

Victor looked at the older woman, Carmila Fulger, Natashia's mother.

"Mm... You really are exceptional. I'm lucky that my daughter and granddaughter have such a capable man with them..." She sighed lightly. "If you had come a little sooner, perhaps a tragedy like what happened to me would not have happened, and I would have had a competent man by my side."

Carmila Fulger, the one who was once called The Strongest Fulger and The Fulger Knight, sighed in disappointment. She didn't even seem affected by the state she was in.

"Speak, Carmila. What is happening?"

"...Oh? You know who I am."

"Your Soul told me everything I needed to know."

"...What a terrifying ability. As expected from The Progenitor of Vampires, or should I say Blood Dragons now?" Carmila glanced at Victor. "Although this skill is not that powerful, is it? If you knew everything you needed to know, you wouldn't have asked me that... Can't you read my Soul?" She smiled slightly.

Victor put Carmila down to look her in the eyes. "Speak." He growled.

Carmila visibly shivered, and her cheeks turned slightly red. "Right, right. You don't have to treat me like that, sheesh. You're so intense. No doubt about it. Not like that's a bad thing, especially in bed. That's a good quality that I couldn't find anywhere, but I digress. It's a good quality. Fuck, I want you to fuck me."

"Stop rambling. Speak appropriately."

"...Right... Huuh... Basically, what my daughter is going through is one of the reasons I died."

"The Fulger Clan's peculiarity or it could be called a 'Curse'. Originally, our Clan was one of High-Level Lightning Spirits. But through an agreement with Vlad, our Ancestor was transformed into a Vampire, and that was how the first Vampire of The Fulger Clan was born."

"But as you can see, except for our Ancestor, all Descendants after her came with a problem: the Power of Lightning was too powerful for a flesh shell."

"Because of this, our Clan has started marrying men with specific Bloodlines so that this weakness could be removed. In my generation, these effects were gradually reduced, and in my granddaughter's generation, it was completely eliminated, but... A problem still continues."

"Essentially speaking, we are Lightning Spirits. When we reach a certain level of Power, something called Spirit 'Evolution' will occur. If we succeed, we will transform into High-Level Spirits and will become even more connected to our Element... But unfortunately, something that should have been good has become our undoing. As we are made of flesh, this 'Evolution' ultimately leads to our death."

"What's happening to Natashia is exactly this. She's become so strong because of this Tower and your blood that she was about to Evolve into a High-Level Spirit... However, to prevent my daughter from dying, I had to damage her Soul Core to weaken it."

Victor's eyes became even more intense when he heard that Natashia's current state was caused by Carmila, and unconsciously, he wanted to destroy her Soul right then and there.

"Ugh…" Carmila's face began to contort with the pain of having her Soul being squeezed. But even so, she didn't beg for mercy nor shy away from Victor's gaze.

Victor controlled his instincts and let his brain act. His colder, more calculative side returned to control, and he thought about the matter more thoroughly. Throughout her speech, the woman had never lied. Believe me, he would know if she had.

It was clear that she just wanted to help her daughter, and this was the only way to stop Natashia from dying.

Victor's grip on Carmila's neck began to ease, and this caused the woman to sigh slightly.

"Well, that hurt... I never thought having your Soul strangled would be so painful... Hmm, you learn something every day, I suppose."

"... Your current demeanor does not match what my Wife said about you," Victor spoke.

"Let me guess, a strong, serious, and very gentlemanly woman?"

"Yes."

"There was a time when I was like that, but... Being stuck in this place and observing my daughter's life, I ended up being influenced a little by both of them. In the end, I merely stopped caring about it and relaxed more... Not to mention that I'm already dead. Why should I be serious all the time like before? That would be much too tiring."

"You say you are dead, but I can clearly see the thread of life in you, Carmila."

The woman looked at Victor with an expression of shock. "Really? But I'm sure I died!"

"About that... I have a theory." Natasha spoke.

Victor turned his gaze to Natasha. The woman shivered slightly under Victor's gaze, but she tried to act as if it didn't matter much.

"It's all because of you, Victor."

"... Continue."

"With every monster Natashia killed, it nourished our Souls. And by drinking your blood, rich in both spiritual and organic vitality, it caused our Souls to be nourished by that vitality. Of course, this process was already happening before, just much slower than now."

"Previously, I was just a translucent Soul. But now, I am more 'alive' than ever."

"Technically speaking, I'm part of Natashia, and I'm connected to her, but at the same time, I'm a different existence from her now. I guess you could call me her evil twin sister." She snorted.

"Mm... that makes one feel quite morbid. It's because of Victor that I'm alive, huh?" Carmila thought out loud.

"Well, that's interesting, isn't it? I never thought I would have three daughters." Carmila commented unconcernedly.

"I also never thought I would go from just a split personality to being an existence of my own. Victor's existence is scary."

Victor released the two women, and they landed on the floor with their fat, voluptuous asses.

He put his hand on his forehead and let out a long sigh.

'Why does my life have to be so troublesome?' He thought internally.

"So? How do I resolve this situation?"

"Eliminate the problems of the flesh, and transform my daughter into a Spiritual Being... Oh, my granddaughter, my nephew, and my other daughter will need to undergo the same treatment eventually."

"Ironic. Your Ancestor decided to turn into a Vampire, unknowingly limiting her potential." Victor spoke.

"I wouldn't say that. After all, The Vampire Count Form is a powerful Form, even more so than our Ancestor. The current generation of The Fulger Clan is much stronger than our Ancestor, all because the roots of Vampires originate from a place much more distant than the spirit of my Ancestor." Carmila spoke as she patted her red noble clothes.

Victor just nodded, not caring about what Carmila said. His head was clearly thinking about how to help Natashia.

"Stay there, don't move. Believe me, I will know."

"...Okay/ Mm." Natasha and Carmila spoke at the same time.

When the two Victors disappeared, Natasha looked at Carmila. "So, what do you think?"

"God, I want him to fuck me. He's much better in person than seeing him through Natashia's eyes."

"Right? I told you it would be like this." Natasha smiled slightly. However, it was a very depressed smile.

Carmila noticed her daughter's expression and realized the meaning behind it.

"Try not to think too much, my daughter. You are merely paying for your mistakes."

"I know... But it's hard not to feel anything with these emotions..." She sighed. If she hadn't connected with Natashia, everything would be easier.

"Mm~" Carmila nodded disinterestedly. Even though she was acting freer and less serious than before, Carmila's values had never diminished. Seeing how her rebellious daughter had almost destroyed everything she and her ancestors had built and even reached the point of harming her granddaughter was something that made her extremely angry.

And she'd made a point of beating [torturing] Natasha to reason when they were trapped here.

Suddenly, their world began to shake, and Natashia began to glow slightly.

"...I wonder what he's doing," Carmila asked. As Natashia was currently unconscious, her view of the outside had been completely blocked.

Suddenly, Carmila's and Natasha's bodies began to glow slightly as well. Before either of them could say anything, they blinked and awoke outside that eternal white space.