"Hmph, hmph..."
Iver gave a low laugh when he heard that. "You really don't recognize me?"
His pupils were not the same color as Louis's. Louis's pupils were closer to the dark red of venous blood, while Iver's were closer to the bright scarlet of arterial blood.
"I don't know your name... but I recognize that face."
The Earl spoke slowly and clearly. "You're from the Vendome Family. Why have you come to cause trouble for me? Killing my kin, slaughtering my servants, destroying my property... and even killing my youngest son.
"—May I take this as the Duke of Vendome declaring war on the entire Child of the Moon Tribe?"
There was no doubt about it.
It was an interrogation capable of making anyone choke and retreat.
The Child of the Moon Tribe... this wasn't limited to Iris alone.
By this point, the Child of the Moon Tribe had already spread everywhere. According to their belief that they only corrupted the rich and powerful, the cohesion they would possess when united around their racial interests would be terrifying and insane.
Not to mention, the Child of the Moon Tribe had far too many high-level extraordinaires... A country had only dozens or perhaps a hundred Fourth Level extraordinaires, all of them precious "Fifth Level talent reserves." But as long as the Child of the Moon lived long enough, they could basically reach the Fourth Level—and for them to live that long, they did not need to pay any price.
If they fought on a national scale, the Child of the Moon without a homeland would probably have no choice but to flee. But no human family could withstand the mad retaliation of the entire Child of the Moon Tribe.
This was the truest version of "beat the young, and the