Wearing Black at Night Made Moving Easier

In the dark underworld, two rival races roam: the aristocratic and enigmatic vampires, and the cruel and savage Werewolf.

The conflict between the two races dates back 1,400 years, when vampires and Werewolf were considered real to humans at the time.

However, after a war six hundred years ago, the two races ceased hostilities and gradually faded from human sight, and their stories and records became ghost legends.

In that battle, Lucian, the leader who led the Werewolf to rise to power, was killed, and the Werewolf clan subsequently declined.

Meanwhile, the vampire clan completely took control of the underworld, using their innate abilities to become the rulers of the Dark World from behind the scenes.

Although the Werewolf clan has declined, it has not been completely wiped out. The vampire clan, fearing that the werewolves might rise again and threaten their dominance, has specially formed a team of elite vampire warriors— the Death Walker!

Over the next few centuries, the Death Walker began a massive campaign to eradicate Werewolf.

Compared to the disciplined vampires, Werewolf, though each one is brave and skilled in battle, lack organization and scale.

In addition, the negative buff that causes their intelligence to drop drastically after transforming puts them at a disadvantage in battles against vampires, and they were once nearly wiped out.

Nowadays, vampires have begun to expand beyond Europe, while Werewolf are still homeless. If nothing unexpected happens, Werewolf are not far from extinction.

But accidents can sometimes be planned...

The vampire hero who killed Lucian, the Werewolf leader, six hundred years ago, and now the head of the London headquarters, Klein, is the traitor who orchestrated this scam.

Lucian did not die. Klein made a secret deal with him, using the pretext of killing him to gain power and status within the vampire clan.

In return, Klein must assist him in killing the Grand Elder, or at the very least, kill Viktor, one of the three elders.

The vampire and the Werewolf made a deal, which just goes to show that there are no permanent enemies in this world. Klein wanted power above all others, Lucian wanted revenge. The two had the same goal, and they hooked up with just a glance.

Klein was a shrewd politician. He ousted Amelia's subordinates from London, seized power, and lived the life he wanted, enjoying a very comfortable existence.

Just as he was smoking a cigar, drinking red wine, and taking on ten vampire girls at once, a phone call completely chilled him to the bone.

Elder Amelia is returning from the America and will arrive in London tomorrow night!

The news came so suddenly that not only was Klein caught off guard, but even the Vampire Council had been kept in the dark beforehand.

Elders hold an extremely high position within the vampire clan, and their every move is considered to have profound meaning. For example, even if Amelia were to fart, her subordinates would treat it as a momentous event.

Because Amelia doesn't fart for no reason; if she does, there must be a reason behind it!

Klein is a politician who thinks about everything in terms of power and profit. Amelia left London because she couldn't get involved in the power dynamics there, and her excessive pride led her to go out and start her own business.

There is still some time before the elders' power transition, so Amelia returned a week earlier than the agreed date.

Seven days is enough time for Amelia to do a lot of things!

Klein touched his neck, and for the sake of his life and his rights, he decisively took out his phone to contact his partner.

"Lucian, I just received word that Amelia has returned to Europe and will arrive in London tomorrow. You want her blood, don't you? Now your chance has come!"

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the phone before someone slowly spoke, "Tell me everything you know about the specific time and place..."

At midnight, a light rain was falling, and the dark city appeared somewhat gloomy due to the lack of light. Various buildings with a strong medieval style were interspersed with modern high-rise buildings, and the mist rising from the drizzle draped the city in a hazy cloak.

Around the almost deserted train station, the government suddenly set up a cordon. Pedestrians hurried along to avoid the rain, with no time to satisfy their curiosity and go over to take a look.

Two groups of men in black suits had been waiting for a long time. They were vampires, sent by Klein to greet Elder Amelia and to be responsible for her safety until she died!

The retro steam locomotive slowly moved forward. Russell sat speechlessly in the carriage. It was too slow. His vampire-like aristocratic air left him speechless.

Amelia changed into a white, low-cut evening gown, which perfectly showcased her curvaceous figure, with the help of two maids.

Russell recalled that, including this evening gown, Amelia had changed her clothes four times in one day, not including her pajamas, because she hardly slept.

Don't ask Russell why he knows so much, because Amelia doesn't treat him like an outsider; she changed several outfits in front of him.

Even though they weren't familiar with each other, Russell seemed to know everything about her, which made him feel a bit embarrassed. So he kept a cold face and kept his eyes straight ahead to avoid being mistaken for a lecher.

Amelia rolled her eyes. "Take off your sunglasses, you can see more clearly then."

Sunglasses? What sunglasses?

Russell looked puzzled and reached up to tuck his sunglasses behind his back.

Amelia didn't bother to say much. After changing her clothes with the help of the maid, she finally spoke up, "Russell, change your clothes. The priest's black robe is too conspicuous."

"I don't think so. Wearing black at night makes it easier to move around," Russell said meaningfully.

"What's the meaning?"

"I'm worried there might be an ambush later. If we can't win, wearing black will make it easier to escape." Russell said, pointing to Amelia's evening gown. "Don't blame me for not warning you, in this outfit, you won't even be able to take a step if a fight breaks out."

Amelia dismissed it. "Although my influence isn't in Europe, I am still one of the Grand Elder. With Viktor gone, his subordinates wouldn't dare to do such a thing. Besides, even if they did dare, the committee isn't just for show."

The committee is an organization jointly established by the three elders to assist and supervise the elders in managing the vampire clan. Although it has taken away some power, it has also greatly stabilized the order of the vampire clan.

"Well, since you're so confident, I'll assume I was overthinking it."

Upon hearing this, Amelia frowned and called in the maid outside the door. She had just taken off her white evening dress when she frowned again. "Why didn't you tell me before? Did you want to see me change my clothes again?"

"Ha, you underestimate me and overestimate yourself!"

Russell scoffed dismissively, put his sunglasses back on, and struck a pose of gentlemanly conduct.