After Penny and the others left, Nathan took his leave as well.
He left the hotel silently and hailed a taxi outside.
Coincidentally, the taxi driver was also a Eurasian.
After sitting in the backseat, Nathan ordered plainly, “Take me to Black Swan Castle.”
The taxi driver, who was a man in his fifties, widened his eyes in horror when he heard Nathan's destination. He glanced at Nathan carefully from the rear-view mirror and said in an uncertain tone, “Sir, I can't send you there. It'd be for the best if you could hail another taxi to take you there.”
Nathan frowned. “Why?”
The taxi driver turned around and scrutinized Nathan. When he saw Nathan's upright posture and the righteous vibe he was exuding, he asked in seriousness, “Do you really not know? Or are you pretending not to?”
Nathan smiled at him. “I don't really get what you're trying to say.”
Taking in the clear and sincere look in Nathan's eyes, the taxi driver remarked, “Black Swan Castle has been abandoned for many years. A long time ago, rumor has it that the place was haunted.”
He added, “I don't have the guts to drive you there now that it’s close to midnight. Besides, the police found hundreds of bodies in the woods around Black Swan Castle some time ago. I heard that the bodies were all drained of their blood, and the case remains unsolved until now. The police said it was probably done by some psycho killer, but a lot of the folks were saying that vampires did it.”
As he spoke, the taxi driver turned his gaze toward Nathan, his eyes full of terror.
Rumor has it that all vampires are handsome by default. Now that I'm looking at him, I can see that he's actually quite the handsome lad. Could it be that he's a vampire?
As that thought crossed his mind, the taxi driver was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.
Nathan could tell what he was thinking about. He smiled and took out a Eurasia military ID. Chuckling, he said, “I'm actually a soldier from Eurasia. A friend of mine encountered some trouble in Black Swan Castle, so I'm heading there to provide some assistance. There's nothing to be afraid of.”
A soldier? He's a soldier from Eurasia!
When the taxi driver saw the military ID in Nathan’s hand, he was stunned for a moment before letting out a sigh of relief. The wariness and terror he was feeling dissipated soon after.
Realization dawned on him as he mumbled, “No wonder you were sitting so upright and looking like a battle-hardened man. Turns out you're a soldier of Eurasia!” The driver, who was scared out of his wits just moments ago, was now completely fine after finding out Nathan's identity.
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