He could not help the corners of his mouth from curling upward as he cheered inwardly.
The old bastard had finally dropped some gold!
Amid his joy, Herbert quickly threw himself into the cooperation arrangements he had reached with Councillor Vincent.
This newly minted head of a financial conglomerate had no desire to become another achievement for the assassin Forget-Me-Not.
Even his father, who had become a low-level vampire, had been successfully assassinated. Herbert would never arrogantly believe that his own security could withstand Forget-Me-Not's blade.
Unlike other assassins of this era who excelled at using firearms, Forget-Me-Not had always relied on cold weapons for her assassinations.
More precisely, a katana.
A thrust, a withdrawal, and it was over in an instant—so fast that even the victim could not realize
that they were already dead.
It was precisely because of this astonishing killing technique that Forget-Me-Not had become Councillor Vincent's trump card.
The Auction Was Held Once More
Moros had naturally left contingencies in place for the ten low-level vampires transformed by the Vampire Transformation Dagger.
These contingencies, deeply imprinted into their bloodlines, granted him the ability to perceive the life and death of those low-level vampires.
Thus, the moment Forget-Me-Not succeeded, Moros keenly sensed the death of that low-level vampire who held the lofty position of head of a financial conglomerate.
They tore off the mask so quickly? In that case, let me add more fuel to this conflict...
With that thought in mind, Moros used the Vampire Lord he had left behind in Fuyuan City to conduct secret talks with the local elites.
His goal was crystal clear—hold another auction for Vampire Transformation Daggers and push this conflict to a new climax.
This time, the necromancer generously put up a full twenty Vampire Transformation Daggers as auction items.