Salute To The General

At the long conference table used by the highest-ranking vampires for meetings, the Patriarch's seat remained empty.

The rest of the thirteen vampire princes had arrived and were seated on both sides of the conference table according to their statuses.

To Lux and the other vampire princes' surprise, an extra chair was added to the table that day, and the person who occupied the seat was none other than Max.

Lux, Vivien, and the other princes knew Max had failed to bring back the blood of Hepburn, the Holy Maiden-the mission assigned to him by the Patriarch-causing the Patriarch to go into slumber once more from being unable to fulfill his wish.

Lux was under the assumption that the Patriarch would be utterly disappointed with Max, and thus the latter's yearning to become the fourteenth vampire prince would not be realized.

Hence, all of them were dumbfounded to see Max sitting leisurely at the conference table with them.

Infuriated, Lux was the first to voice out. "What's going on?"

Just then, the Patriarch's maid, Lyanna, ambled into the room and said, "This is the Patriarch's will."

The entire time, Max slouched in the chair in silence with an amused expression on his face.

Instantly, Lux grew anxious.

Patriarch. Why can he be present here today, not to mention deserving a seat

doubts, gazed at

hopes for Max and said that the credit belongs to Max if the vampires can successfully

What?

the other princes were

permission to establish

and astonishment churned within them

the mission the Patriarch entrusted him with, so

sneered and chimed

He's no

the streets

equal status as us, the masters, and even plan on

remaining eleven princes concurred one

their bloodlines with great importance. The thirteen princes at the scene had highly pure bloodlines, and all of them were nobles among the

a newcomer b*stard like Max, who lacked a pure bloodline, was becoming their peer. Needless to say, the turn of