"Your thoughts are the same as my father's."
Edward XVIII raised his glass to his uncle, his words filled with respect.
The relationships between the various countries in the Southern Continent are now complex and intertwined. Three political parties are emerging between the nations, and friction is intensifying as the slave trade and ocean trade flourish. There is a sense that a storm is brewing.
The Aidebao Empire, the Kaimen Empire, the Aodelan Empire, and the Madrid Empire were essentially small groups of nations, whose royal families were so closely related that they were practically inseparable.
Hearing Edward's compliments, Miles XIII laughed heartily, then raised his glass of red wine and drank it all in one gulp.
However, his expression changed immediately, and he said seriously, "I saw the ancient history sent by that Vampire named Duoxia. It describes how terrifying the extraordinary combat power of the mythical era was, and how powerful the Vampire, Werewolf, and the Church species called the Holy Knight were."
However, the traces it left behind and the immense power that Duoxia displayed were nowhere near as good as today's artillery.
With the religious reformation, the liberation of thought, and the rise of various disciplines, architecture, mathematics, material theory, and so on are all shining with new brilliance in the hands of scholars. In particular, I have heard that some people within the Kaimen Empire are researching the issue of power. This kind of knowledge, which can be applied to the people and has a subversive effect on the entire country, is the power that we should truly pursue.
Perhaps the pale-faced Vampire Progenitor Norton, did possess some supernatural qualities, but the power of artillery has already proven that humanity, through its own efforts, can wield power far exceeding that of the so-called God of the mythical era!
Miles XIII's words were a wake-up call, causing Edward XVIII and Kaimen XVII to turn serious.
As Miles XIII placed his wine glass on the side table, he shook his robes and declared loudly, "I have a premonition that the power of knowledge far surpasses that so-called myth, and some appropriate proof can be made tonight!"
Guards, bring those two Vampire out here!
Miles XIII's loud words immediately drew everyone's attention.
His shouts caused the assembled dignitaries to gasp in surprise.
" Vampire? Damn, what are Vampire?"
"I know that with the resurgence of the Holy See's God these days, it seems that Vampire have also revived. Remember the rumors from a while back about Vampire tearing up a palace? That's proof of the Vampire' resurgence!"
"Really? I always thought it couldn't possibly be real! How could things that haven't appeared in thousands of years all appear at the same time?"
"It seems there aren't just Vampire. I've heard lately that some places have seen wolf-like monsters that stand upright like humans. They even eat people. Perhaps they are the legendary species created by God Norton, just like Vampire, and have been revived along with God Norton's resurrection!"
The atmosphere in the entire garden instantly became lively.
Although it has been a year since Norton's resurrection, the Southern Continent is too vast and news does not spread quickly. Therefore, many powerful and wealthy people have heard of Vampire, but are unaware of the existence of Werewolf who were resurrected at the same time as Norton.
So now, with Miles XIII's words, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became enthusiastic.
Even the rebellious Bella stood up from her chair with great interest, a cigarette dangling from her lips, and followed the crowd toward Miles XIII.
At Miles XIII's command, amidst gasps of surprise, two heavy prison carts wrapped in red cloth were pushed in by more than a dozen soldiers.
Surrounded by onlookers, Miles XIII ordered the red cloth covering the carriage to be removed.
"Whoosh..."
Exclamations erupted instantly.
"They really are Vampire!"
"My God, look at their eyes! Damn, their eyes are all blood red!"
"Rumor has it Vampire Vampire can live forever, and they can also turn humans into Vampire. Now the Aodelan Empire has two Vampire. Could it be that their royal family members are also pursuing immortality?"
"Damn it! Why didn't they say there were Vampire sooner? We've already spent a fortune on our pursuit of immortality. If Miles XIII had told us about the existence of Vampire earlier, wouldn't we have already achieved immortality?"
The entire garden was in an uproar. Countless people crowded around the steel prison wagon, their eyes filled with fanaticism as they looked at the Vampire bound and imprisoned within by heavy iron chains.
The two Vampire, one young and one old, were both dressed in prison clothes and bound by thick iron chains. Amidst the commotion of voices, the two Vampire struggled fiercely, and surprisingly, they even uttered pleas for mercy in the language of the Southern Continent.
"Your Majesty, I beg your forgiveness!"
"I really didn't kill anyone, I was forced to!"
The Vampire ' struggles tightened the chains, making them clang loudly. Their faces were ferocious, their eyes were bloodshot, and their teeth were long and sharp. They pounded against the iron cage like wild beasts.
Perhaps due to their overwhelming popularity and the intense aroma of their blood, after struggling for a while, they began to violently ram the iron cage, their eyes bloodshot, roaring like bloodthirsty beasts, even howling madly. The iron cage shook violently from their impact.
"Blood! I need blood!"
"I'm going to kill you all! I want blood!"
The dignitaries present had never seen anything like it before. Vampire were already associated with terror in legends, and now, frightened by this Vampire, the entire audience gasped in shock, with some even wanting to turn and run away.
The rebellious Bella also retreated in panic, but her beautiful body bumped into a broad embrace as she did so.
A scent reminiscent of a puppy soaked by rain wafted over, not strong, and even by today's standards, it wasn't unpleasant.
Bella hurriedly looked back and saw a handsome man dressed in plain clothes with a pale face standing behind her.
He lowered his head slightly, his aggressive gaze sweeping over Bella's proud chest, but his hands tightly embraced her breasts, using extreme strength to push aside the surrounding crowd.
"Don't be afraid, miss. I'm here." A magnetic voice rang out, blending with the man's handsome face and powerful strength.
His coarse cloth clothes and slightly open collar, in particular, set him apart from everyone else in both temperament and behavior.
Feeling the burning sensation of the hands covering her body, Bella bit her lower lip, a strange feeling rising within her.
Compared to those powerful figures who feigned gentlemanly manners but sought to exploit her, she admired more the undisguised frankness and wildness of the man behind her...