"And that Selene, and those vampires who frequently go on missions to hunt our people—they, as beneficiaries, must die! As for those accomplices who blindly support the elders, those who don't participate in the hunt will face death, or at least be punished!"
His tone carried an undisguised murderous intent.
Judging from his tone, Hermione wasn't very supportive. If Raze were in charge, he definitely wouldn't let those ordinary vampires off easily.
"I can understand the overwhelming rage caused by the constant deaths and injuries of your people. The warriors who have been hunting you down year after year are indeed the most direct embodiment of hatred, but to include both groups on the purge list is too extreme," Hermione tried to persuade.
Trillian nodded, siding with Hermione: "Yes, that sounds satisfying, but it's not smart at all."
"The hunters on the front lines are extremely powerful; they are the most formidable fighters among the vampires. Under Selene's leadership, they have been able to hunt down your Werewolf race for so many years, their strength should not be underestimated."
"As for the ordinary vampires who stand by and watch—these people are cowardly and apathetic, neither fighting on the battlefield nor risking their lives for the elders; keeping them around actually poses little threat."
"But if you were to purge even these insignificant bystanders, the entire vampire clan would instantly unite against a common enemy."
"That's all in the past!" Raze scoffed, his tone brimming with confidence. "Before, those vampires took advantage of knowing our Werewolf ' weaknesses to hunt down our people, but now, we've developed weapons to deal with them too."
Whether or not to stop is no longer up to them.
Intrigued, Trillian pressed on, "Vampires are afraid of sunlight, so you've developed weapons that can withstand sunlight?"
"That's right!" A cruel smile crept across Raze's lips. He didn't answer directly, but his smile said it all, "Their good days as vampires are coming to an end."
"Let's set aside our past grievances for now," Lucian said, interrupting the conversation and turning his gaze back to Draco.
Tell me your specific needs.
"Our request is simple: we hope you can assign a new Werewolf to accompany us to Britain to assist with our work," Draco stated, outlining the core cooperation objective of this trip.
"I can agree to send a Werewolf with you to Britain on your mission. But cooperation is a two-way street. If you want manpower from me, you have to offer corresponding incentives to help the Werewolf overcome his fundamental survival crisis."
"You say."
Lucian also made his own demands.
"I need you to use your power to help us completely crush Victor's vampire forces and Death Dealers squads," to disrupt their patrol system that hunts Werewolf, and to help us eliminate those high-ranking vampire elders and leaders.
"Once this is done, my people will no longer have to hide in the sewers and abandoned factories to survive. They will have a safe place to live on the ground and live openly and honestly."
After hearing all the conditions, Hermione quickly weighed the pros and cons and immediately determined the most prudent and rational bottom line for cooperation, verbally setting constraints:
"We can agree. But on the condition that—after the deed is done, the Werewolf must not use this as an opportunity to indiscriminately retaliate against ordinary vampires. It must be strictly targeted only at Victor and the core leaders."
Upon hearing this, Raze frowned, showing strong resistance:
"No, according to you, those Death Dealers hunting squads—they were just following orders? Then our people who died by their blades, did they die in vain?"
Hermione continued to calmly explain the pros and cons:
"I just want to stop indiscriminate slaughter. If we loosen the reins and execute all vampires who participated in the hunt, the hatred will quickly spread to the lower-ranking vampires in the castle who never participated in the killing or even opposed the hunting of wolves."
"If the reckoning devolves into a full-blown war between the two races, that might not be a good thing for you Werewolf."
Hearing Hermione's analysis, Raze's chest heaved violently. He was about to retort when Lucian stopped him.
Lucian controlled his emotions and stated a clear position:
"I understand your concerns. You fear the war will escalate and innocent people will be caught in the crossfire. But the Death Dealers squad, dedicated to hunting Werewolf on the front lines, cannot be considered innocent. They know exactly what their missions are, their hands are stained with the blood of werewolves, and they are not puppets passively obeying orders."
Just as the two sides were deadlocked, Draco spoke up, "I think you've got a premise wrong."
The tense atmosphere was abruptly broken by his words.
All eyes turned to him.
Hermione stopped talking about adding more restrictive rules, a hint of expectation appearing in her eyes, because Draco always seemed to have a way of breaking the deadlock from a higher perspective. Trillian, on the other hand, raised the corners of her mouth, thinking: It has to be the young master; he always speaks with such strength and domineering presence.
In the dead silence, Raze, unable to suppress his agitation, spoke coldly, his voice laced with doubt and displeasure. "What's wrong? Did you never intend to cooperate sincerely with us from the very beginning?"
"It's alright, why don't you tell me where we went wrong?" Lucian looked at Draco, waiting for him to continue.
"Seeking help is just a nice way of putting it." With his gaze focused, Draco overturned the entire tone of the negotiation.
"In fact, we're here to help you solve your problems, not to let you use the cooperation of sending out Werewolf as leverage to tie us into a bunch of revenge missions."
Upon hearing this, a smile instantly bloomed in Trillian's eyes.
He felt incredibly pleased. As expected of the young master, he never followed the other party's usual tactics, directly launching a devastating attack and tearing apart all the pretense of binding negotiations. His aura was off the charts.
" Draco, that's not a proper way to put it." Hermione softened the overly forceful tone, quickly easing the oppressive atmosphere.
"Furthermore, we do need a Werewolf to assist with the mission. Sending a member of their tribe to a foreign land carries enormous risks and uncertainties. Their desire to use this opportunity to fight for their tribe's survival rights is a reasonable request—it cannot be simply labeled as exorbitant demands."
But these words did nothing to appease Raze, who was filled with resentment.
"That's far too domineering!" Raze exploded, his anger surging in his chest. "We sent people Britain to risk their lives for you, and we can't even ask for anything in return? Your so-called 'help' is just a condescending, one-sided act of charity?!"