Charlotte's mind hummed faintly. Though he instinctively looked down on this old Prime Minister who had single-handedly plotted the siege of Zimmerman and brought about the collapse of the Axel Dynasty, when facing him for real, Charlotte raised his guard to its highest level.
Anyone who could become an imperial Prime Minister would never be easy to deal with.
A simple person could not have accomplished what Wood Brandon had.
Charlotte showed neither fear nor panic. Instead, he asked curiously, "How can vampires have children?"
Wood Brandon smiled slightly and said, "Adopted."
Charlotte looked stunned. After a long while, he said faintly, "Did you not have time to have a few before becoming a vampire?"
Wood Brandon had not expected Charlotte to care about that. He took a small twig from his sleeve and said, "All my children died! Don't misunderstand. If they had become vampires too and lived until now, they would probably be five or six hundred years old."
Charlotte did not ask why he had not turned his children into vampires. Life always had its reasons. Nor was he surprised by Wood Brandon's true age; he knew several proper vampires and was used to such things. He merely asked, "Did you infiltrate Fars for Byron's sake?"
Wood Brandon laughed dumbly and said, "No. I simply pursued a free and unfettered life."
"You probably do not know how boring the Blood Progenitors of Byron live. Every day, they gather for wine parties. They cannot drink wine, only blood, and they summon a group of vulgar, ugly women..."
"Life aboard the Holy Light Divine Kingdom is much more interesting!"
Charlotte's expression turned slightly grave as he asked, "You were aboard the Holy Light Divine Kingdom too?"
Wood Brandon nodded and said, "I even went to sea with you. Otherwise,