Two days passed, and Victor had an interesting visitor.
While in his temporary office sorting through the documents Agnes had let accumulate out of concern for Adonis' condition…
Victor suddenly had a vision.
The document he was looking at disappeared, and he saw an image of a man being dragged away by a group of strange beings.
Precisely speaking, they were youkai.
Victor woke up from his stupor and looked at his hands in shock:
'So this is how this ability activates, completely at random...' He easily realized that this vision was because of Adonis' ability to predict the future.
'How irritating, I feel like I got a movie spoiler from someone.' That was just Victor's personal opinion.
But he knew how useful this skill was from Adonis' memories, he managed to prevent many bad things from happening to the Snow Clan because of this skill.
But just as he knew this skill was useful, he also knew there was a hidden trap in these foresight skills.
He didn't even have to watch many movies to know.
People who had this ability were too paranoid about avoiding a certain future and ended up moving towards that future.
It's like Odin and Ragnarok. He tried his hardest to prevent Ragnarok, but it turned out that in the end, he was the one who provoked Ragnarok itself.
"Well..." Victor got up from his chair, and that movement startled the people of the Snow Clan who were working around him.
"For once, this skill was useful." Victor had already decided to look for a way to control this ability since he didn't like the feeling of having something that was his that he had no control over on his own.
"Continue the work. These are the final documents, if you finish these you will be free."
"!!!" All the members of the Snow Clan opened their eyes, and as if a wave of motivation had washed over everyone in the room, they started working faster!
"Let's goooooo!" Someone yelled.
Victor flashed a small smile and left the room, but the moment he left the room, he heard,
"Let's finish this, fast!"
"I want to visit the brothel!"
"I need to see women!"
"My hand just felt the sensation of paper, I'm becoming a tree!"
"I need nutrients!"
"...." Victor felt like facepalming when he heard the reactions of the Snow Clan members.
They'd only sorted through paper for three days, but they were acting like they'd had several years doing this work.
"Watch them, make sure they don't change anything in the documents." Victor spoke as he walked towards a place.
"Yes, Master." Victor's shadow took the form of a man and soon separated from Victor.
Victor walked calmly through the corridors of the Snow Clan.
He felt a strange sensation. Even though he had never visited this place before, he felt that he had walked through this place thousands of times in the past.
He knew people he shouldn't know, he knew stories he shouldn't know, the 'legacy' of everything Adonis did now lived on in Victor.
'...So this is what it means to place a high value on someone's blood...' For the first time in his entire existence, Victor was realizing how terrifying a Progenitor was.
They could shape-shift, they could absorb any being, and blend in with the people around them.
'Golden Blood...RH Null Blood...' Victor touched his chin. His blood type, that had always caused problems for him since he was young, turned out to be a blessing when he met Violet.
And even though Adonis didn't have much information about that blood type, the things Adonis knew didn't compare to what Victor knew about his own blood.
Victor had in the past tried to find out more about his blood when Scathach lied about how progenitor-made vampires were made.
And the woman didn't know much either.
'As expected, only Vlad or people who lived at the same time as Vlad should know something.' Beings that were alive long before Jesus was born, the only beings that fit that category passing through Victor's head now were the...
Gods...
Victor narrowed his eyes, now that he had the memory of someone who'd lived in ancient Greece, Victor learned how the gods worked.
The Olympian Gods at least.
Putting that knowledge together with the information he got from one of the Maids, the impression he had of the Olympian gods only plummeted in Victor's eyes.
'Rapists, kidnappers, vain, spoiled beings...' The list of adjectives that Victor could give these beings was so extensive that he thought he could cover an entire room.
Of all the Olympian gods, the only one who was saved was Hestia, but that's because she didn't do anything, she just stayed in her temple.
'And doing nothing while your brothers are all a bunch of degenerate bastards, is a crime in and of itself.'
Victor arrived at the Snow Clan main hall, he snapped his fingers, and an ice throne appeared.
He sat on the ice throne and closed his eyes.
'Let's wait.'
...
"What is happening?" Yuki asked aloud when she saw a crowd of Snow Clan members.
"Count Alucard is doing something again."
"..." Yuki was a little curious, so she approached the stairs and saw Victor sitting on an ice throne, with his eyes closed.
"...But he isn't doing anything…" Yuki commented.
"That's the problem, that man who spent three days ordering people around isn't doing anything... Don't you think that's strange?"
"Oh..." Now that the Maid spoke, Yuki thought it made sense.
A shadow appeared near the throne Victor was sitting on as the shadow began to take the form of a well-known Maid.
"Master, I have finished my work."
"Hmm." Victor nodded in approval, "How much did we get by selling Oda's goods?"
"20 Billion Dollars." She spoke in a neutral tone.
"..." A little sweat fell from Victor's face:
"Is his stuff worth that much?"
"Yes, he has been accumulating booze for a long time, and as they are rare, extremely rare, I was able to sell them for 10x the original value, some items I even sold for 100x the original value." She flashed a small smile. Kaguya could understand a little now why witches loved to make money. Seeing the bank account number growing is something quite exhilarating.
"..." Victor looked at Kaguya in shock, then he displayed a small smile, "As expected of you."
'...isn't that going to cause the economy to crash or something?' Victor thought about it for a while, and soon he realized that this was a pointless concern, money was being moved around a lot by witches, this was nothing compared to the transactions that witches do.
"What are you doing?"
Hearing a familiar voice, Victor replied without turning his face, "Good job, Hilda."
"...Thanks..." She was a little surprised at those words, it wasn't something she was used to. After all, she was just doing the work she had been doing for a long time.
"... What are you doing?" She asked again.
"Counting."
"...?" Hilda didn't understand what Victor meant, and as she saw that he wasn't going to say anything else, she fell silent.
"... How is she?" He asked carefully.
"The same, she's still grieving." Hilda spoke while looking at Victor's reaction.
"I see..."
And she was a little surprised that he didn't show anything visibly, though she could tell by the tone of his voice that he was a little sad, but that was all.
Victor touched his chin, "All important Snow Clan documents have been personally reviewed by me. I have made several changes, and fixed several things that Agnes left out."
"..." Hilda was surprised again, has he finished organizing that mess already? She didn't want to be presumptuous or anything like that, but even she wouldn't finish those documents that fast. After all, they were important decisions that could affect the entire clan.
"I have changed the policy on accepting new investors or people who want to do business in Nightingale." This was an important point that Adonis always wanted to change, but he didn't have the strength or capacity for it at the time.
"...Wha-."
"From now on, all supernatural beings who want to enter the Nightingale economy, all supernatural beings who want to live in Nightingale, must go through a 'Charm' process. They will all be interrogated without exception."
"This is ridiculous, not everyone will accept to do this." Everyone had secrets they wanted to hide, and asking to be Charmed by the Snow Clan was basically asking someone to snoop around all your secrets.
Victor raised his hand.
Kaguya nodded her head.
"Use this."
"A magical contract..." Hilda opened her eyes as she understood Victor's intentions.
She opened the magic contract and saw simple interrogation clauses relating only to what the person wanted to do in Nightingale.
"I understand what you want to do, but this is just ridiculous… Do you know how many people walk into Nightingale every day?"
"How are we going to manage all this?"
"..." Victor looked at Hilda with a neutral look:
"Think outside the box, Hilda. Our Clan doesn't need to manage everything, we just need to control everything."
"…Huh?"
"Make more stringent magical contracts with all clans affiliated with the Snow Clan, make magic contracts with all people who enter nightingale under the influence of the Snow Clan."
"Keep records of who enters and leaves Nightingale. Record everything, and for God's sake, buy a fucking computer." What kind of government still uses paper today?
"But the security..."
"Just hire a witch who specializes in security."
"... But-..."
"Of course, some important documents should be recorded on paper and not on the computer, but useless documents like this, should be stored on a computer, the process will go faster." That was Victor's idea.
"... Even so, there are many beings."
"You have competent people with you, right?" Victor looked at Kaguya.
"..." Kaguya displayed a small smile when she heard what Victor said.
"...Even with Clan Blank's help, it's impossible-..."
A vein popped on Victor's head, and he looked at Hilda with a smile that wasn't a smile:
"Just do it." He ordered in a tone that allowed for no refusal.
"Ugh..." She groaned in frustration. This man was literally reforming the entire Snow Clan! And she couldn't argue against it because whatever he was proposing could be achieved, it was not an impossible reform.
Hilda looked into Victor's violet eyes while several thoughts seemed to be going through her head, thoughts that only she knew.
"...Hilda backed off..." Yuki commented in shock.
"...hahaha, it feels like I'm in a bad dream..."
"Even the Chief Maid can't argue with him..."
"Guys, you missed an important point."
"...?" All members of the Snow Clan look at the man who spoke.
"He's doing all these policy changes... Which means we'll have more work."
"...Wha-..." Everyone realized that they would work themselves to death this way!
Some members fell to the ground with dead eyes in despair.
"I do not want to work..."
'...I don't think it's a good idea to comment on it here.' That's what Yuki wanted to say, but she was silent.
Hearing the depressive murmurs of the Snow Clan members, several veins started bulging in Victor's head; 'These pieces of shit, they're too lazy.'
Victor sighed inwardly.
Victor looked back towards the door.
'Tsk, Agnes... I know she was worried about Adonis, but did she ignore all the corruption within her Clan?' Victor lost count of how many frauds or incongruous reports he found.
Of course, to all these people, he sent his new neighborhood friends.
The Blank Clan.
Everyone he found to have committed irregularities or embezzlement was stripped of all the assets they had, of course, if they refused this, they would die.
The Snow Clan capital was in chaos, several Clans disappeared overnight, and Victor was treating an entire capital as his Playground.
"...they're finally here." Hearing what Victor said, everyone looked towards the door.
Victor took his cell phone and looked at the time.
'My prediction time and their arrival time was only 6 hours.' Victor used this opportunity to test how far into the future he could see.
'This time, it was only 6 hours...' He needed to understand this skill first.
By understanding the skill, he could find a clue as to how to control it.
This was something Adonis was never able to do because every time the skill activated, he was weakened.
'Now that I think about it, I didn't feel anything when the skill was active.' Victor had several answers to that question.
The first and most obvious one owed to his status as a Night King. Essentially he was a more evolved version of all noble vampires, he was a progenitor.
And because of that, he could withstand the skill's recoil.
The second and more unlikely option is that he had divine energy in his body, and because of that, he didn't feel the recoil.
"Guards let the guests in."
"...Y-Yes!" The guard responded with a little fear.
When the gate was opened, all Snow Clan members saw several strange beings.
They looked like monsters straight out of Japanese folklore.
Youkai.
Victor looked at the man who was commanding the group. He was wearing a rather elegant white kimono, he was a bit tall, with a height around 180 CM, and the most important and detectable features of him were his white fox ears and 9 tails dancing behind him.
"I was waiting for you, Kitsune Clan Leader, Genji."
