A theater in Russia.
A dark-skinned Vampire noble in a suit was watching a human woman's dance performance on stage with boredom.
At that moment, an Upper-ranking Vampire suddenly walked up to the dark-skinned Vampire, bowed, and reported.
"Lord Urd, Sanguinem in Kyoto, Japan has sent a Ancestor Council Meeting communication."
Urd raised an eyebrow, stood up, and muttered to himself.
"Krul Tepes? I happen to have nothing to do, so I'll go take a look."
...Inside a manor in Germany.
"Mercy, Lord Lest Karr, please let me go! I really didn't participate in the experiment!"
A middle-aged man, covered in blood, knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly even though his head was already bleeding.
He was kowtowing toward a small boy in a formal suit who looked only eleven or twelve years old.
Lest Karr watched the middle-aged man kowtow with interest and spoke.
"Is that so? But I still hope you can think carefully about where the mastermind is hiding. No one wants to die, right?"
The middle-aged man continued to cry out and kowtow.
But this was also within Lest Karr's expectations. Lest Karr lightly clapped his hands.
A Vampire walked in carrying a young woman. The woman was covered in wounds and unconscious.
Lest Karr grabbed the middle-aged man's hair, lifting his head to look in the woman's direction.
Seeing the woman, a flicker of emotion appeared in the middle-aged man's desperate and numb eyes.
Lest Karr leaned in and whispered into the man's ear.
"This is your daughter, right? A month ago when we attacked your laboratory, some humans wanted to take advantage of the chaos to assault her. I was the one who saved her. As long as you tell me the mastermind's location, I'll let both of you go. How about it? Quite a bargain."
The middle-aged man's face was conflicted, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say something, but he just couldn't get the words out.
"At... at... I don't know! I don't know! Don't ask me!"
Lest Karr gave his subordinate a look. The Vampire holding the woman understood and bit directly into her neck.
Just like that, the woman lost her life.
"I don't know... I don't know, don't ask me... I..."
The middle-aged man kept muttering to himself.
Lest Karr curled his lip in dissatisfaction.
"Tsk, has he gone mad?"
Tossing the middle-aged man to his subordinates to be disposed of, Lest Karr felt bored.
"Ah, my governance is indeed too perfect; no humans dare to rebel."
The Seraph mastermind in Germany could no longer cause any trouble. Lest Karr was considering whether to travel to other countries. If he could seize the power of all the Upper-ranking Progenitors in the world, he could dominate the world.
"Oh? There's movement in the meeting room. Is another Ancestor Council Meeting starting? Who could it be? I hope there's a management issue, hahaha, that way I'll have an excuse to take over."
...In various parts of the world, other Upper-ranking Progenitors also received the news one after another... Sanguinem.
Luke was waiting with some boredom, resting his chin on the backrest of the chair. From the front, it looked as though Krul was balancing Luke's head on her own.
"So boring. Is it ready yet, Lady Krul? It's been almost three hours."
"Luke, have some patience. Other Progenitors can't always be guarding the meeting room~"
Ferid said with a smile. After all, he had attended a meeting once hundreds of years ago. That one wasn't initiated by Sanguinem, but he heard the initiator waited for ten hours.
Luke glanced at Ferid.
Did I ask you? Why are you answering!
Ferid had long since grown accustomed to Luke's speechless gaze, but Ferid never cared about others' opinions, except for Rig's.
Krul didn't pay attention to Luke, remaining seated without moving, thinking to herself.
Can't even handle three hours of boredom. Such a lack of patience.
Finding nothing to do, Luke suddenly thought of something. He mysteriously ran to Crowley's side, grabbed Crowley's arm, and pulled him toward the exit of the meeting room.
"Lady Krul, Crowley and I are going to chat for a bit. We'll be right at the door and will be back soon."
Then he said to Krul and Horn.
"I'm borrowing Crowley for a moment; I'll return him to you later."
Ferid was somewhat curious and asked.
"Oh? Are you going to whisper some secrets? Can I join in?"
Luke retorted mercilessly.
"We're talking bad about you, so don't listen."
Then he pulled Crowley out of the meeting room.
Crowley asked, bewildered.
"Luke, what's this about? You even had to pull me out alone to talk."
"I'm a straight talker, so I'll get straight to the point."
Luke was indeed direct.
"You've recognized the wrong father! You didn't become a Vampire by drinking Ferid's blood."
Crowley's face was full of shock. You're way too direct!
But Crowley quickly hid his surprised expression and asked curiously.
"How do you know?"
Seeing that Crowley's reaction wasn't very intense, Luke frowned slightly.
"You know?"
Crowley didn't hide it from Luke and nodded.
"I knew a long time ago. The blood I drank was actually the Second Progenitor Rigr Stafford's blood."
"You knew this too?!"
In fact, in the original work, Crowley did know. It was just that Luke's memories were too fuzzy and distant, and he had forgotten that Crowley knew this in the manga.
Luke had originally wanted to drive a wedge between Crowley and Mother Ferid, but it turned out that even though Crowley knew this, he still supported Ferid.
After pulling Crowley out only to find the other person already knew what he wanted to say, Luke felt like a clown. To save face, Luke added.
"You'll be eaten by Ferid in the future!"
"Huh?"
Yes, that's the expression he should have!
Crowley wanted to ask more, but Luke waved his hand.
"Just kidding."
Luke knew when to stop. Crowley wouldn't believe such a thing without evidence anyway; he'd believe it when he was being eaten by Ferid.
"Crowley, why do you stay on his side even though you know you aren't Ferid's Progeny?"
This was what Luke was currently puzzled about.
Although on the surface Crowley was neutral, privately, no Vampire didn't know that Crowley was on Ferid's side... Krul frowned and looked toward the door.
It's been ten minutes already. Why aren't they done talking?
After another five or six minutes, Luke and Crowley walked back in.
Krul and Horn immediately surrounded Crowley, fearing he would be dragged away by someone else again.
Luke looked at Crowley with envy, while Crowley shrugged with a bitter smile, indicating he didn't want it this way but had no choice.
Luke noticed Krul was actually looking his way, so he smiled back.
Krul rolled her eyes and turned away.
Suddenly, the massive projection screen lit up, divided into five large and small screens, each corresponding to a Vampire regime in a different country.
The image of Urd Geales occupied the center position and was the first to project a picture, followed by images appearing on the other screens.
"What is the matter? Krul Tepes."
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