The First Vampire

The bright sunshine streamed through the window, illuminating the standing Colin and the kneeling Queen Isa.

From a distance, it looked like a pilgrimage oil painting.

Queen Isa slightly raised her head, looking up at the man who had just granted her rebirth.

Her heart was filled with reverence and admiration.

Though she had never heard of the divine name “Blood Angel Dracula”, she believed Colin’s words without any doubt.

After all, he was the one who had just brought her back from the abyss of death. Who else could possess such power, if not an angelic envoy, a chosen one of the Lord?

And the oppressive force emanating from Colin’s bloodline was mistaken by

Queen Isa for the sacred aura of a chosen one.

“…So, Isa Miller, are you willing to become my kin and contribute your strength to the mysterious mission of the Blood Angel?”

“I am willing!” Queen Isa answered with a face of devoutness.

Seeing this, Colin couldn’t help but sigh— the power of religious indoctrination was too strong!

He didn’t think that there was anything improper in undermining the Church and the Lord of Glory in this way.

At least, before his power surpassed that of the Church, he would continue to control the bloodline in this manner.

However, he believed that one day, he would no longer need to rely on the so-called Blood Angel or the so-called chosen one by the Lord and let the real name of the Blood Clan be revealed to the world!

Of course, before then, he still needed to develop inconspicuously…

“Very well!” Colin leaned forward and gently tapped Queen Isa’s forehead as if completing some sort of ritual. “In the name of the Lord of Glory and the Blood Angel, I accept your loyalty and grant you the grace of blood, I hope you will not fail this honor.’

Queen Isa closed her eyes, as if bathing in some holy radiance, her face filled with piety and fanaticism.

After calming her down, Colin retracted his finger and asked, “Tell me, who ordered you to assassinate Vera?”

Queen Isa opened her eyes and answered without any hesitation, “It was Cis.”

“Cis from Windbell Commerce Association?”

“Yes.”

This answer did not surprise Colin, as he had previously sensed some connection between Queen Isa and Cis.

But he was puzzled why Cis would want to assassinate Vera?

What he couldn’t understand even more was, why would Queen Isa follow the order of a mere merchant?

Looking at Queen Isa’s beautiful face, Colin expressed his doubts.

“Chosen one, my motive for killing Vera was to seek revenge against the Modewen and Miller families!”

Hearing this, Colin suddenly thought of something and pointed to the vibrant Blood Rose by the window, asking, “Because of the skull buried under it?” “Yes. The skull of the man I once loved is buried there.

Colin had roughly guessed the reason for Queen Isa’s hatred for the Modewen and Miller family, so he nodded and said, “Tell me your story.”

“Yes.” Sadness flickered in Queen Isa’s blue eyes, “Before my marriage into the Half-Elf royal family, I had a true love.

He was from a small noble family in Silver Moon City; after his family fell into ruin, he became a wandering knight, and my father took him in, making him a knight of the Miller family.

When my father found out about our love, he was furious. He would never allow his daughter to marry a destitute knight.

So, my father drove him away and found me a more powerful husband.

Yes, that was the Half-Elf king.

Of course, I didn’t want to marry a man over seventy years old, so I began to cry and make a fuss, refusing to eat or drink, in protest.

But unexpectedly, my father killed my lover, sent his skull to me, and warned me—if I didn’t obediently marry into the royal family, he would cut off my head!”

When she reached this point, Queen Isa’s breathing became rushed, her chest heaving violently, her eyes full of fear and hatred.

After a pause, she continued:

“Under my father’s pressure, I had no choice but to marry the old king.

But from that moment on, I harbored nothing but deep-seated hatred for him!

To curry favor with the king, for his own power, he dared to treat his own flesh and blood daughter in such a manner!

On the day of my wedding, I secretly swore that he would pay for his transgressions!

I concealed my lover’s skull in a pot of Blood Roses, to keep me company day and night, reminding me never to forget this hatred!”

Hearing this, Colin couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.

This woman is truly ruthless!

Keeping the skull of a loved one by her side, this could induce nightmares in most people.

“As I searched desperately for an opportunity for revenge, a merchant found me.

Yes, that was Cis of the Windbell Commerce Association.

I knew him through Blood Rose; their trade association cultivated the best Blood Roses in Silver Moon City, so they became the exclusive supplier for the royal garden, frequently visiting the Royal Palace.

He somehow learned about my story and hinted he could help me.

Of course, I wouldn’t easily trust a merchant, until he showed me something.”

“What was it?”

“The badge of the Savoy family.”

“Savoy?” Colin felt like he had heard of this family somewhere before.

Queen Isa patiently explained: “The Savoy Family was once Half-Elf royalty. But more than three hundred years ago, during a coup, they were ousted from the throne by the Modewen Family.”

Colin nodded, finally understanding.

His previous guesses were correct; Cis did come from a noble household.

And that household was once the reigning Half-Elf royal family!

In that case, the half-elf slave girl Kathy that Prince William gave him also had to be a Savoy, right?

Queen Isa continued: “After seeing the badge of the Savoy family, I was convinced that I could trust Cis, as we were both people seeking revenge.

Thus, when Miss Vera came to Silver Moon City, Cis approached me again, asking me to seize the opportunity to kill Vera!”

Colin also guessed Cis’s motive, blurting out: “He wants to make the Modewen family bear the brunt of the North Territory’s wrath!”

“Yes.” Queen Isa nodded, “Cis told me, as long as Vera dies within the palace, then the Modewen family is finished, and the Miller family would be the same; they will all burn into ashes in Duke St. Hilde’s fiery rage!”

Upon hearing this, Colin added with a cold smile: “And Cis, as a descendant of the former Half-Elf royal Savoy family, can seize this opportunity to rise once again, and even ascend to the throne.”

Queen Isa nodded: “Yes, that’s his goal. However, I didn’t care. What I wanted was revenge! As for what Silver Moon City would become, or who would hold it next, I didn’t care.”

“Even if Cis ascends to the throne, he would merely be a puppet. When the North Territory army enters the Silver Moon City, the real controller of this city will be…” Colin suddenly stopped, as a realization hit him just when he was about to finish.

Because a new possibility crossed his mind.

He originally thought Cis Savoy was the mastermind behind this assassination.

But now he suspected that there might be another person involved!

Indeed, the person with the most to gain should always be the prime suspect.

If Vera were to be assassinated, who would benefit the most?

Cis?

Even though he might end up on the throne, he would still be a puppet. But the one who could really seize this opportunity to control the Half-Elf kingdom would be — Duke St.. Hilde!