Salute To The General

Late at night in Newcove, joyful laughter surrounded an ancient and majestic castle that was located deep within a jungle. The castle didn't exist on the map and was secluded. Under the moonlight, a black bat flew straight into the castle, landed on the ground, and transformed into a young man with blond hair.

A few men in black tailcoats blocked the young man's path.

One of the men in tailcoats warned, "Nicholas, you're not on the list of the guests. State your business here at once."

"I'm here to see His Grace for an important matter," said Nicholas coldly.

The guards were stunned by his reply.

The leader of the group hesitatingly said, "Is this urgent? You should know His Grace hates being disturbed when he's hosting a feast."

"All I can tell you is that if you don't notify His Grace quick enough, you'll have to be the one that takes on his wrath."

Hearing this, the man's expression changed. After careful consideration, he finally made up his mind. "Hold on. I'll go and inform His Grace about your visit." Nicholas waited at the entrance.

A while later, the leader of the guards returned. "His Grace allows your entry."

Nicholas sneered and entered.

The hall of the castle was decorated luxuriously and elegantly.

A feast was taking place inside.

Right in the center of the hall was a massive hexagram marked on the ground.

the center and the six points of the hexagram

for they were all bled to

men and women who were dressed

behaved gracefully as they stood in groups, chatting

wine glasses was blood instead of

them were vampire nobles who resided in Newcove, Ariarica. They were all invited to the blood feast held by

vampires in Newcove were all present in

of the hall

a majestic aura as he sat condescendingly on his throne,

he too

of blood in his hand. With

he was twirling the

series of footsteps sounded

It was Nicholas.

man before saying indifferently, "Nicholas, you were stripped of your title as a viscount due to what happened last time. You're now reduced to a normal knight, so you're not qualified to join the feast tonight. What are

vanished as he stood before Vince, the almighty vampire earl who ruled

single vampire in the city was under his

brazen enough to behave like his usual

with reverence, "Your Grace, something serious happened tonight, and I

his drink and casually

"It's about Antonio."

What did he do this time? He's really a troublemaker!" Vince replied, wearing a disdainful

a pure vampire,