Chapter 410 The Approaching Storm

Ocantine was a Level Eight Immortal Stage prince with a mystic weapon, making him a terrifying force to be reckoned with.

He owned a business in Leyrudon and had plenty of influential people under him, so he was considered a big shot. Even so, he had always been required to contribute a vast amount of his wealth to the vampire headquarters.

That was a rule that had been in practice since forever.

With Solorel and Leahra in charge of the vampire headquarters, all of the princes obeyed that rule and didn't dare think otherwise.

After all, Leahra's existence alone was enough to scare everyone into absolute subordination.

With Leahra gone and the appointment of a new king now, however, the vampire princes started making plans to take over.

None of them wished to be subjugated for eternity. Having had their way out there for ages, all the princes wanted to become kings themselves.

The only way to prevent that was to have a king, who could vanquish all of the princes, step forward and assert his dominance.

Evidently, Jonathan was not up to the task.

The handsome man sitting next to Ocantine casually took a sip of his coffee.

He appeared to be in his mid-twenties and looked like a noble young prince in his white dress shirt.

Yet, Ocantine seemed to be somewhat cautious and on edge when being around the man.

Despite having a gentle, restrained look in his eyes, the young man exuded a strong sense of pride and arrogance.

At this moment, one of Ocantine's trusted aides, a fellow vampire named Neya, came in. Neya walked up to Ocantine and whispered into his ear, “There's trouble at the headquarters, Your Highness.”

Ocantine froze for a few seconds before saying, “Prince Anakin is no outsider, so go ahead and speak freely. What happened at the headquarters?”

Neya shot the man a conflicted look upon hearing that.

Wait a minute... Prince Anakin? As in, Anakin Langston?

Indeed, this young man was Titus' son, Anakin.

He had an insouciant look in his eyes and didn't seem bothered in the slightest.

Displeased with Neya's cowardly behavior, Ocantine rebuked, “Well? Go on!”

up his courage to speak. “I-It's about Prince Anakin's father, Mr.

The look in Anakin's eyes grew

new King has slain Mr. Titus

at

true?” Ocantine was

dare lie about something like this,

dare you kill my father? So help me, God, I'll

slammed his fist on the coffee table, shattering it instantly

not react as explosively, so nobody could tell what he was

out. All I ask is

so merciless before the coronation! Can you imagine how rough our lives are going to be if he actually

See

the castle, where

the usual spot. I'm going to slaughter everyone

telling Neya, “Call Prince Solorel right

perplexed. “I thought you've

it's true that I wasn't pleased with Prince Solorel before. However, we've also been safe and sound all these years. You saw Anakin earlier, didn't you? He made a trip to the Lost Ruins. While he wasn't able to condense any divine mana, he did find a celestial weapon. That celestial weapon alone is enough for him to overpower all of us princes. Anakin's insolence and hubris know no bounds. I doubt any of us princes will survive if he rises to power. As such, I'd rather have Prince Solorel keep things stable and under control,” Ocantine explained

you take action

who's siding with whom. Either way, this phone call will show Prince Solorel that we mean well. You know what? Never

that, Ocantine pulled out his phone and gave Solorel a

call got through fairly

Ocantine

the latter's face when he heard that. “Oh, Ocantine! It has been a

you today to inform you of something crucial, Solorel. As such, I won't

tensed up. “Sure. Go

already returned from the Lost Ruins three months ago,”

gasped in shock. “What? He has been back for three months? Our revered ancestor was still around at the time! Why did he keep his

greedy man, Solorel. I'm sure you can guess his reasons for doing so. I recently found out that he has been privately contacting a few princes over the past three months. Also, he and Titus have been getting awfully close with the dukes and viscounts. I'm not sure if he has bought over any of your trusted aides,

he plotted this long ago. Did he already know that

something about our revered ancestor while he was in the

his

been able to condense divine mana. Regardless, his physical body is ridiculously robust. I heard he has even obtained an incredibly

I won't let my guard down. Thanks for

when he left, so it's possible that he may take you down tonight. This is the reason I called you, Solorel. Please keep your eyes peeled and watch out

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