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.

young women were lying in the center and the

appeared eerily pale, for they were

were dressed elegantly were standing in the

they stood in groups, chatting with each other while holding

the liquid in their wine glasses was

Newcove, Ariarica. They were all

and powerful vampires in Newcove were all present in the castle

in the center of the hall sat a man that appeared to be

gave off a majestic aura as he sat condescendingly on his throne, looking like a lion king that ruled its

he too had half

blood in his

the melodious piano music, he was twirling the crystal glass

of footsteps sounded and stopped right before

It was Nicholas.

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

arrogance vanished as he stood before Vince, the almighty vampire earl

in the city was under his

enough to behave like his

serious happened

sipped on his drink and

"It's about Antonio."

this time? He's really

was not a