"You passed," Vlad spoke in a neutral tone as he held the Greatsword's bloody blade with one finger.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA~" Victor laughed a lot. He looked very happy.
Why was he happy? The answer was simple. The moment he attacked the king, he had a glimpse of what he wanted, a vision of the 'top'.
He finally had a clear goal.
"..." A deadly silence fell in the king's hall, and all that could be heard was Victor's demonic laughter.
They couldn't process what had happened in front of them; everything was too fast.
This man... Wrong, Victor morphed into something that appeared to be close to a vampire count form. He then created a full-blooded Greatsword and suddenly appeared in front of the king, and all they heard after was the sound of an explosion.
'Good, he seems to have seen it.' Scathach nodded in satisfaction.
The king lifted his finger slightly, and suddenly Victor flew towards where he was before. His whole body was cut and broken, but he didn't care. He just continued:
"HAHAHAHAHAHA~" Laughing.
Vlad sat on his throne again, leaning back comfortably while resting his head on his hand, and soon his whole appearance was covered by darkness again.
Scathach lifted her stupid disciple up.
"Oh? Thanks, master... But soon-... Huh?" He was going to say he was going to be fine, but his vision started to blur.
Then his transformation was undone.
"Fool, do you think doing repetitive damage to your soul is a good thing? You're lucky you haven't slipped into a coma yet." Scathach bites her wrist and shows her wrist to Victor.
"Suck."
Victor doesn't deny it, opening his mouth to bite Scathach's wrist.
"Good." She displayed a small, gentle smile.
"…" People who knew Scathach just looked at this scene in disbelief. Was this the same monster they knew? Was she ever this kind and gentle before? Did they smoke something illegal that is making them hallucinate?
"Oh?" Vlad raised his eyebrow; 'I see... So that little girl finally found someone... And to think he was going to be someone who has that blood.' He chuckled inwardly as he thought of the irony of fate.
Sensing the silence of the place, Scathach looked around and spoke with an annoyed face:
"What?"
"N-Nothing." All the princes and princesses spoke at the same time.
Except for Ophis, who was looking at Victor with concern. Suddenly Ophis looked toward her father and muttered,
"Evil Father."
"O-Ophis..." Lilith and Elizabeth stuttered a little. Although she spoke in a low voice, everyone present heard her words.
"..." A small invisible sweat fell from the king's face. He didn't expect this kind of reaction from his youngest daughter. He glanced at Victor thinking, 'It's that kid's fault, huh?'
Finished sucking his master's blood, Victor started to feel a little better. His wounds were regenerated, and soon he got up.
"Did you see?" Scathach asked.
"Yes, I finally have a path to pursue… But it's still too far away... Far, far, far away..." Victor finally understood something.
'For vampires, the barrier of time is absolute.' That's what he understood. Why?
The king, despite having stopped training and despite never trying harder to get stronger, was still the strongest.
The reason? He is the oldest vampire alive, and his status as the Progenitor of an entire race granted him many benefits as well.
A monster of flesh and blood sat on that throne.
Sigh
Victor sighed, and then he spoke in a disappointed voice:
"Ahhh, it's too bad."
Victor's voice caught everyone's attention.
"What is such a shame?" Scathach asked.
"If I had been born 1000, no, 3000 years ago, I feel like I could put up a decent fight against him, sigh… it's really a shame." Despite that being said, Victor couldn't imagine living away from his wives, and if he had been born 3000 years ago, he wouldn't have found his wives... He wouldn't have found Scathach.
Although he likes fighting, he likes his wives better.
"..." Scathach exhibited a small satisfied smile when she heard what Victor said; 'It was because of this personality that I started to love you…' Her face distorted into a strange expression; 'Huh? What did I just think-.' She couldn't finish her reasoning because she suddenly heard someone laugh.
Someone she hoped she would never hear laugh.
"HAHAHAHAHA~" Vlad Tepes, the king of vampires, the vampire who is respected by everyone, was laughing a lot now.
"…" Seeing their father laughing, Vlad's children's brains came to a halt. They couldn't believe what they were witnessing.
'This must be a dream!' they thought at the same time.
"Master..." Alexios Alioth didn't know how to feel either when he saw his king lose his composure.
Vlad ignored everyone and said, "This is the second time anyone has said this in my entire existence. Isn't that right Little girl."
"Tsk, don't call me that, Old-man. And I was young at the time."
"You're still young to me."
"That's because you're a walking bag of bones." Scathach held up her middle finger.
"Oh, Master said that in the past too?"
"Yes, she was a lively girl."
"Hmm..." Victor started to think, "I can imagine. She always has this aura of blood around her, but she's surprisingly-." Victor was going to say she was kind, but Scathach just punched him in the stomach.
"Cough." Victor had his breath escape his lungs for a few seconds.
"You're talking too much, stupid disciple." Scathach's eyes glittered dangerously.
"Well, you guys seem to have a good relationship."
"...Y-Yes." When he caught his breath, he said, "I love Scathach so much." He displayed a gentle smile.
"...W-Wh." Scathach was taken by surprise.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" The king laughed even louder when he saw Scathach's confused face.
A vein popped in Scathach's head, "Stop laughing! I'll kill you!"
"I invite you to try. Many have tried in the past, none have succeeded, HAHAHAHAHA~!"
"..." Just what is this chaos? Am I dreaming? Maybe the sun is rising in the west? Or perhaps even Hell has frozen over?
The princes and princesses were still trying to process what was going on in front of them.
Despite being born with the best genes, their information-processing ability was currently worse than an ant.
"T-This Mother fucker." Scathach wasn't happy at all.
Is this that bloodthirsty woman who destroyed an entire country? Huh?
"Oya, Oya?" Victor flashed a sly smile, "Master is making that face-."
Scathach quickly grabbed her disciple's head, "Continue, and I promise you, tomorrow you'll wake up at the bottom of the Bermuda Triangle."
"...But I can breathe underwater..."
"Tsk."
Crack, Crack!
Victor's head started to crack.
Victor broke out in a cold sweat, 'she's going to kill me before she throws me into the Bermuda Triangle!'
Not wanting to provoke his master any further, Victor said:
"Yes, Yes. I'll stop, okay?" He really didn't want to wake up somewhere unfamiliar tomorrow. And, knowing his master, she was really going to do as she said.
Scathach let go of Victor's face.
Sigh
"I really thought I was going to die." He was honest.
"You are going through some difficult situations, Victor."
"…" Again, the king's sons and even the king's servant were shocked.
'Our father only calls someone he recognizes by name.' That's what they thought, even some of his kids, he doesn't even call by name.
And upon realizing this, feelings of envy and hatred began to brew in some of the king's sons.
'And why is this boy not treating the king with respect!? Have some respect! He's the king, you know!?' The second and third princes thought.
On the other hand... The king's eldest daughter thought differently.
'Interesting... Interesting... I need to know more about him~.'
Elizabeth looked at her sister with an uncomfortable look. She didn't like seeing her sister like that because she knows that when her sister is like that, normally things never end well.
"Hmm? Not really." Victor replied.
"Oh?"
"I'm used to it, she's always like that."
"I see." The king's eyes stared at Scathach.
"You found someone interesting, little girl."
Scathach raises an eyebrow since she felt that phrase had several meanings:
"Thanks?"
"...For someone so old, you are really as dense as a black hole when it comes to your own feelings."
"Huh?"
"Forget it."
"Anyway." The king's voice was suddenly serious.
"Originally, I wanted to bring you here to see what kind of man married the heiresses of Clan Fulger, Snow, and Scarlett."
"... Eh?" That was the reaction of the princes, then all the princes except the first and the second one looked at Victor with unveiled hatred.
"Oh?" Victor's smile grew. He wasn't someone who ran from conflict. The king was someone he had no chance of winning against; that much was obvious. But what about his children?
One thing Victor was sure of was that he could easily win against the third and fourth princes. They reeked of weakness, but did Victor care? Of course not. He just wanted someone to play with, and these two seemed to have some feelings for his wives, and that was a big 'NO' for Victor.
Seeing Victor direct his crazy smile in their direction while also remembering the earlier feeling of oppression, the third and fourth princes broke out in cold sweat.
'Forget it. It's not worth it. There are a lot of fish in the sea, let's forget about it.' The two thought at the same time.
"Tsk, cowards." Victor was disappointed and soon lost interest.
"Did you call us just for that?" Scathach asked.
"Yes." He displayed a small smile.
"..." Scathach wanted to punch that old man in the face.
Well, the king wasn't honest. Initially, he had thought the three clans were uniting and planning a revolt or something along those lines. However, from what he found out through his subordinates and seeing Scathach and Victor in person, he understood that this wasn't the case.
"Originally, that was my plan, but I changed my mind." The king looked at Victor.
"Victor."
"Yes?" Victor looked at the king.
"Don't you want to be a noble vampire?"
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