Writing Legends for the Black Throne

West Borough, inside the Audra Family villa.

"I hereby announce that the results of this hunting competition are out. One young Sanguine successfully hunted three followers of the Primordial Moon and automatically won."

In the lavishly decorated hall, Cosmi Odora cleared his throat and addressed everyone present.

"So soon?"

"That's impossible, isn't it? So many Sanguine were caught by the Church of Evernight. How could anyone still manage it..."

Startled discussions erupted as the Sanguine looked at one another. Rus Báthory, the Sanguine Baron who had held the advantage earlier, wore a grim expression and said nothing.

All the Sanguine were wondering which outstanding young talent could withstand the Church of Evernight's pressure and use such formidable abilities to kill three "Artificial Vampires" in succession.

Cosmi quietly sighed and said, "It was Emlyn White."

The moment his words fell, an uproar broke out.

That strange fellow obsessed with dolls, who stayed at home without ever going out and had even gotten lost at the Church of the Earth Mother before being captured as a believer, was actually capable of such an achievement?

"How could it be him?"

"Your Excellency Cosmi, you aren't joking, are you?"

The Sanguine grew noisy and repeatedly looked, without regard for decorum, toward the young Vampire seated on the sofa with an elegant smile on his face.

Heh, didn't see that coming, did you?

Emlyn had never received so much attention before. Though he maintained a reserved smile, inwardly, he was already delighted beyond measure.

"That's impossible..."

Among these Sanguine, Rus Báthory found it the hardest to accept. "I don't believe it!"

"How is it impossible?"

Emlyn's smile froze. He then rose from the sofa in irritation.

"Even I, a Baron, couldn't accomplish it. How could a Low Sequence Sanguine like you possibly do it?!"

Rus