“Corpse?” Bill scoffed dismissively.

He continued, “Father, aren’t you exaggerating? Vampires are immortal. Even the most skilled martial artists from Dragonmarsh wouldn’t be able to kill me.”

He didn’t mention that the Holy Sovereign Church’s holy laws, while effective against vampires, wouldn’t be enough to stop him. Even Jeremiah wouldn’t be able to catch him if he chose to escape.

“Mr. Wolfe, your vampire gene is impressive, but you’re not immortal. If you were, the Coven of Blood Eclipse wouldn’t be a vassal of the Hall of Gods, “Jeremiah said calmly.

He continued, “Also, don’t underestimate Dragonmarsh’s martial artists. We’ve clashed with them multiple times over the years and haven’t come out on top. If you keep being arrogant and complacent, you’re bound to face consequences.”

Bill, being an inexperienced aristocrat, had no idea how dangerous Dragonmarsh could be. His earlier encounter with a group of young elites had been relatively easy by comparison.

they provoked the older, more formidable figures, their

those Dragonmarsh martial artists. Seems like your title as ‘The Dust

had expected Jeremiah to be on the same page as him. But instead, he discovered that Jeremiah was actually a

Father again, I might just shut you

A few years back, he was just as arrogant as Bill until Jeremiah gave him a brutal beating that put him in

I’m scared of you?” Bill snapped, baring his fangs and taking

was used to getting his way in Esmington. After the earlier

this with a fight!” George stopped talking and

more intimidating. A wave of fierce energy rolled off him like a storm hitting the

challenge and wondered if George was

the tension. An invisible sound wave broke up

now. Our mission is to work together against the Dragonmarsh martial artists, not to squabble

lowering his

Bill huffed annoyingly. He turned and walked away from them, realizing that George and Jeremiah were clearly on the same side. He figured sticking around would only bring him

Blood Eclipse, why would they send this spoiled brat to the front lines? He’s nothing but trouble for us,” George grumbled

Prince was riding on his father’s reputation to boss others around in Esmington. He wasn’t remarkably talented but

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