"Duke Ardeal is on the upper deck. Let's go straight up!"
As she spoke to Avrora, Elysia took her hand and circled through the banquet hall toward the staircase in the corner.
She did not recognize a single person attending the banquet, nor did she have any desire to deal with them. It was better to meet the host directly.
Besides...
Avrora had clearly sensed that her kin were aboard the ship as well, and her expression was utterly serious.
The two soon arrived on the upper deck.
Standing there, they found that the pitch-black night sky and the starlight-reflecting sea had merged into a magnificent painting.
At the center of that painting stood a young blond nobleman.
His presence ruined the scene. His overwhelming aura made people unconsciously ignore the surrounding scenery and focus all their attention on him.
"Pleased to meet you, mysterious fairy lady, and Kaleid Blood Number Twelve."
Vattler placed one hand over his chest and gave a slight bow. His posture was elegant without appearing submissive, perfectly displaying the bearing of a Warlord's Empire noble.
"Vattler..."
Elysia looked calmly at the vampire before her.
Among vampires, he was neither particularly old nor particularly young. Yet he was exceptionally warlike, fond of stirring up disputes all over the world. He was one of the most famous vampires in the Warlord's Empire.
Furthermore, according to the intelligence she had only recently learned, Vattler was not a child of the First Primogenitor. In other words, he was not a first-generation vampire.
Yet through his own abilities, talent, and sheer madness, he had once Devoured a vampire of the previous generation from the Warlord's Empire, becoming famous overnight.
Crossing ranks to Devour one's own kind was exceedingly rare among vampires, especially since the vampire he had Devoured had been