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.

lying in the center and the six

bodies appeared eerily pale, for they were all bled

who were dressed elegantly were standing

stood in groups, chatting with each

liquid in their wine

vampire nobles who resided in Newcove, Ariarica. They were all invited

other words, the most prestigious and powerful vampires in Newcove were all present in the castle that

moment, on the throne in the center of the hall sat a man that appeared to be in

face gave off a majestic aura as he sat condescendingly

the others, he too

in his hand.

while enjoying the melodious piano music, he was twirling the crystal glass in his hand, seemingly decanting the

a series of footsteps sounded and stopped right

It was 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

he stood before Vince, the almighty vampire

in the city was under his

not even Nicholas was brazen enough to behave like his usual self in front of

something serious happened tonight, and I

his drink and casually asked, "What is

"It's about Antonio."

about Antonio? What did he do this time? He's really a troublemaker!" Vince

was not a