A Word Becomes Prophecy, Prophecy Comes True, Blood Race Vampires and the Devil Race, Implausibly Close.

He lowered his status, personally came to others' rescue, and risked danger to transport provisions with his personal troops to the frontline soldiers trapped under siege.

When the enemy launched a surprise attack, though he was quite inept, he did not panic. Instead, he led his personal troops forward first. When all parties saw his banner, their morale rose again, and they pushed forward.

Though the Empire later gradually split apart and fragmented into various nations three hundred years afterward, he bore great responsibility for it.

But Lynn's assessment was that the sage ruler's vision had been just right.

Later generations simply lacked the wisdom.

The internal strife at the time had arisen because the spoils of interest had not been divided fairly.

The Dawn Empire's first decline began when its fleet was captured by the Devil Race.

All because an audit had led them into an ambush.

This fellow ended the internal strife with a completely retrograde feudal enfeoffment system.

Politics, military affairs, diplomacy, taxes—everyone managed their own affairs entirely.

Therefore, Lynn did not believe that a Vampire Queen from tens of thousands of years ago would have left behind a final wish that condemned the Devil Race to wander and suffer oppression.

Having reached that conclusion, they became even more certain that the Devil Race's current nobles and the current Devil Race were not the same race at all.

Once they had finished summarizing everything.

Lynn could not help teasing Yuffie. "The Devil Race wandered for tens of thousands of years, and now the vampires have finally helped them restore their country. What do you think?"

"It became a prophecy."

"Does this count as the Messiah descending?"

Yuffie was first taken aback. After thinking for a moment, she teased Lynn in return. "The vampire you mean—is that you