Pact with Other Races

Transylvania, a secluded ancient castle nestled in the mountains.

A beautiful woman dressed in an aristocratic gown was sitting behind a desk, flipping through a book in her hands, when a pale-faced man dressed as a servant knocked on the door and entered.

"Your Highness, we have a guest." the man said respectfully.

"Oh? Who's visiting? It's been quite a while since any friends have come." The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"He identified himself as Skylar Malfoy." The valet lowered his head even further, completely avoiding looking at the woman.

"Oh, the Malfoy family boy, I've heard of him." The woman chuckled, covering her mouth. "Please invite him to the drawing room; I'll be right out."

In the reception room, Skylar, dressed in a smart outfit, sat upright, calmly sipping tea without any sign of anything amiss. Several male and female servants stood respectfully around him with their hands at their sides.

"Welcome, guest." A soft laugh rang out, and Skylar looked up to see a beautiful woman with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a voluptuous figure, dressed in a white dress, walking in.

"Skylar Malfoy greets you, Your Highness." Skylar rose and bowed.

"Mr. Malfoy, I've long heard of your great reputation. Meeting you today, I can say you are indeed a man of exceptional talent!" the beautiful woman praised warmly. This wasn't mere flattery; it was true that a young boy Skylar had appeared alone in Vampire stronghold, surrounded by a group of Vampire, yet remained composed, greeting and conversing with her without the slightest impropriety, and certainly hadn't done anything foolish like smearing garlic on himself. This courage alone was enough to make her look at Skylar in a new light.

"Your Highness, I..."

"Hehehe," the beautiful woman chuckled softly, "Just call me Sister Eliza. Our clan has cooperated with the House of Malfoy for so many years, we're practically old friends. So, tell me, what is the purpose of your trip?"

Skylar was speechless. Why did he always encounter beautiful women who forced him to call them "sister"? Gulana was one thing, but this Eliza was old enough to be his ancestor!

This princess, named Elizabeth Bathory, was the last remaining member of the Vampire royal family.

Although Bathory is over four hundred years old, she, like most women, still enjoys being called "sister." Pretending to be young and youthful is probably a common trait among all women.

There are also class differences among Vampire. They are mainly divided into Vampire Royalty, vampire nobles, and ordinary Vampire who are similar to commoners.

During the Middle Ages, Vampire Royalty was incredibly powerful, with numerous vampire kings and princes emerging. However, their overly arrogant behavior ultimately attracted the attention of both wizards and Muggle, leading to the uprooting of many clans. Today, the Vampire still roaming the outside world are almost all ordinary Vampire.

They have long since lost their lineage, and aside from the most basic bloodsucking and Transfiguration bats, they know no magic whatsoever. It is even said that they are vulnerable to garlic. Vampire Royalty and vampire nobles, who possess a lineage, are different. In addition to not being afraid of garlic, they can also learn the innate magic passed down through their lineage.

Elizabeth Bathory is the last Vampire princess, bearing the heavy responsibility of protecting her people. Seeing the Vampire Royalty facing a life-or-death crisis, she defied all opposition and boldly moved the entire clan to this desolate mountain area, reaching an agreement with several Pure-blood families.

The Pure-blood families will be responsible for providing the vampire nobles with fresh animal blood, while the vampire nobles will attach themselves to the Pure-blood families and become their allies. In matters where it is inconvenient to involve the families, they will become the sharp blades in the hands of the Pure-blood families!

Of course, by today, several ancient Pure-blood families have declined or simply disappeared into the annals of history, and the House of Malfoy is the only one that still maintains an alliance with the vampire aristocracy.

During the First Wizarding War, Lucius had considered using the Vampire Royalty as a fighting force, but Voldemort had already recruited Werewolf through the House of Dolohov — Vampire and Werewolf are natural enemies—so Lucius abandoned the idea to avoid jeopardizing Voldemort's ambitions.

Skylar wasn't one for small talk; he cut to the chase. "Sister Eliza, I've come to renew the alliance between our family and the Vampire Royalty."

"It's good that old friends still remember us," Bathory smiled. "But, as you know, our alliance was broken fifty years ago when the Pure-blood families colluded with the Werewolf. For the past fifty years, our clan has lived a peaceful and contented life, a life of rest and recuperation. Life may be monotonous, but we've grown accustomed to it and have no desire to participate in worldly struggles anymore."

"Sister Eliza, to be honest, according to our information, the Dark Lord is about to resurrect, and war is about to begin again. Do you think you have the right to remain uninvolved?" Skylar paused. "Besides, in this war, the Pure-blood families may not necessarily be on the same side as the Dark Lord... Take my own position, for example. The alliance I want you to sign this time is not on the Dark Lord's side..."

"Oh," Bathory said with a look of surprise, her bright red lips slightly upturned, "Interesting, very interesting! Little brother Skylar, you've successfully piqued my interest. Tell me your plan..."

Skylar ignored Bathory's teasing tone and stated bluntly, "The Dark Lord has already failed once, and I personally believe he is no longer worthy of our following. Moreover, the Dark Lord's use of those crude and foolish Werewolf makes him even less likely to achieve anything significant. My presence here represents at least the attitudes of the Malfoy, Greengrass, Nott, and Shafiq families, as well as Burke, Parkinson, Goyle, Crabbe, and others who have close ties with us."

When Skylar described the Werewolf as "brutal and stupid," Bathory couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle; she had also developed some affection for the boy.

"Given the Dark Lord's stubbornness, I suspect he'll revert to his old lineup— Werewolf and Giant. However, according to my intelligence, only about twenty Giant remain. Perhaps the Dark Lord will set his sights on others—powerful Vampire would undoubtedly be a good choice. Believe me, the Dark Lord wouldn't hesitate to force you to cooperate with those filthy and brutal Werewolf..."

Skylar, who could foresee the plot, knew that Voldemort had ultimately chosen the Dementor as his newest force for some unknown reason. However, this did not prevent Skylar from using it as a bargaining chip to increase his advantage.

At this point, Bathory was already tempted. Her clan alone couldn't possibly stand against the Dark Lord; allying with Skylar's camp was undoubtedly a wise choice. Her feigned indifference was merely a ploy to extract more benefits.

After a few exchanges, the two quickly reached an agreement.

The Pure-blood families, represented by Skylar, will renegotiate the ancient alliance with the Vampire Royalty. Of course, Skylar will have to pay a price. These so-called prices are mostly resources, such as blood, livestock, and Potions. However, given Skylar's current wealth, the cost of these resources is negligible.

Having successfully achieved his goal, Skylar used the Vampire Royalty's fireplace to leave.

[Acquired the "Allied" Vampire Royalty!]

Voldemort had Werewolf, Giant, and Dementor; Hogwarts had centaurs and House Elf. Although Skylar gained an ally on this trip, he was still somewhat outnumbered.

After returning to Great Britain, he headed to his next destination – the Death Swamp in Leicestershire.

Death Swamp, in a hidden cave filled with the stench of decay.

Skylar seemed oblivious to the strange smell around him, standing quietly at the cave entrance. Suddenly, a blue flash Silencio attacked from behind a tall oak tree!

Unfortunately, it encountered Skylar, who possessed the power of Divine Insight of Amaterasu. Without even turning his head, Skylar pointed his wand backward and cast a Shield Charm that precisely neutralized the blue flash.

"Ms. Black, your hospitality is truly an eye-opener!"

"Hehehehe..." A piercing, eerie laugh came from the tree, and an old witch with warts all over her face rustled down from the oak tree. Her temples were covered with long, gray-white hair, like the dry, rough trunk of a tree, and her fingernails were sharp and long, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

This is a Hag, and the leading figure among Hag — Annis Black.

Annis has no relation to the House of Black. She is a notorious Hag, skilled in various forms of mind control, nightmare-creating Dark Arts, and poisoning techniques such as poisoned apples and poisoned candles. Therefore, she is known as "Black Annis" because of her dark nature.

(Note: Black means black or dark)

Like all Hag, Annis had a penchant for cannibalism, especially for young boys, particularly handsome ones. Skylar undoubtedly suited her taste perfectly. At this moment, her gaze towards Skylar was filled with malice, as if she were staring at prey that had taken the bait.

"Ms. Black, please have some self-respect." Skylar fiddled with the Malfoy family crest on his Supreme Robe. "I am Skylar of the House of Malfoy. You should know my family, shouldn't you? Consider the consequences before you act."

"Tch, tch, tch," Annis's eyes dimmed, clearly remembering the House of Malfoy's formidable reputation. It seemed the cooked duck had flown away. "The House of Malfoy, so what? Hmph, kid, just say what you want, don't waste this old woman's precious hunting time!"

"I've heard that besides being proficient in Dark Arts and making poisons, the Hag can also glimpse a corner of the future through crystal balls or water in a vat. Is that true?" Skylar asked.

"Hmph, pretentious. The fact that you can ask that question clearly means you already know the answer." Annis curled her lip in disdain. "The old woman may have that ability, but I don't perform any Divination for wizards. If you want me to do your Divination, you'd better give up that idea now!"

Skylar's lips curled into a slight smile. "I don't need you to Divination for me. You just need to look at your own future—to be honest, according to our information, the Dark Lord is about to resurrect, and war will break out again. At that time, no one in the entire Britain wizarding world will be able to escape unscathed. If you don't believe me, try Divination."

A glint of light flashed in Annis's eyes, and she said coldly, "Impressive lad, it seems your Pure-blood families has grown quite capable in recent years, even possessing the ability to foresee events. In that case, I underestimated you. Tell me your purpose, this old woman is listening."

"I wouldn't say I have foresight, but I do have a good understanding of the situation in the wizarding world," Skylar said with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant. "As everyone knows, besides the Death Eaters, the Dark Lord also has Werewolf, Giant, and other alien races under his command. If our Pure-blood families want to protect ourselves in the coming chaos, it is essential to find strong allies to band together for mutual support—just this morning, I reached an agreement with Prince Bathory of the Vampire Royalty, and now all that's missing is your Hag clan."

"That old Bathory has allied with you too? Tsk tsk, I thought the so-called Vampire Royalty were so arrogant."

"It's the inevitable trend. Your Highness is wise and far-sighted, and naturally knows that allying with us is beneficial. So, Ms. Black, what do you think? I've investigated, and there are at least six gathering places of the Hag throughout Great Britain, with at least two hundred members. Their numbers are no less than, if not greater than, those of the Vampire Royalty. Their future rests entirely in your hands at this moment!" After saying this, Skylar unleashed his soul magic with all his might, and a violent Black Shadow faintly appeared behind him.

In Annis's vision, the Black Shadow figure resembled a three-times larger version of Dementor, but in addition to its chilling and sinister aura, it also possessed a strange and malevolent sense of oppression. At the same time, the patterns on the Supreme Robe faintly lit up, and rings of dark green light appeared around Skylar. A deep, ancient, and murmured chant seemed to rise from the void, filling her ears and vibrating her soul.

Annis was suddenly affected by the soul magic, and even though she was a master of mind control, she was unconsciously gripped by a nameless fear. After she managed to break free from Skylar's soul magic, a shadow was left in her mind—this boy was not to be trifled with, Annis thought.

"Young Mr. Malfoy, it seems you've come prepared. You've even found out quite a bit about our Hag Clan. I don't think I can refuse now—" Annis only vented her dissatisfaction briefly before changing the subject, "However, being allied with someone as powerful and outstanding as you certainly gives me peace of mind and a sense of reliability! Now, let's discuss the details of the alliance..."

[The "ally," the Hag, is obtained from six major clans!]