Laisir quickly slammed into the window, and the night outside felt incomparably welcoming.
He no longer considered anything else. The temptation of an earl's title was great, but compared to his life, it was nothing.
Laisir crashed hard into the glass, only to bounce back in a ridiculous fashion.
"How could this happen?" Laisir stared at the thumb-sized spiderweb crack in the window, unable to believe that the strength of a vampire viscount had caused no more than that much damage.
"This noble vampire, I feel obliged to remind you that the glass here was specially custom-made. It's even sturdier than bulletproof glass." Aaron looked at him with a half-smile. "You can try crashing into it a few more times. Maybe you'll manage to get out!"
"You... you're going too far against vampires."
"Too far?" Aaron did not care. "Don't tell me you came here in the middle of the night for sightseeing."
"Sir, there may be some misunderstanding between you and the vampires," Bauer said awkwardly.
"You think I believe that?" Aaron sneered. "The situation is already very clear. Hulk will not join the fight from here on out. As long as you can defeat the Punisher, you can leave safely.
"But if you lose, then I'm sorry.
"Still, I have some questions to clear up, so the leader has a chance to live.
"Forgive me for asking, but between you and him, who is the leader?"
"Me." Laisir immediately answered, "I-I'm a viscount, and I'm the son of the vampire Grand Elder."
Bauer shook his head speechlessly, but he did not refute him.
He did look down on Laisir, but who told the man to be born into such a good family?
"Tsk!" Aaron shot him a disdainful look. "What sins did your Grand Elder commit to end