The First Vampire

Chapter 127: 127 Curtain Call (Part 1)_1

“Alright, let’s take a break. You two are too heavy; I can’t carry you anymore!”

Count Evan placed his sister and Knight Omar against the wall, falling himself to the ground, and took a deep breath.

“Why would you give that staff to that freak willingly?” Anna couldn’t help but scold her brother.

Such an expensive magic staff, even for the St. Prowse Family, was not something that could be casually discarded.

A cunning smile appeared on Count Evan’s face, “That guy clearly is in need of money, so he will definitely trade my magic staff for gold coins at a merchant’s.”

“Then we can trace his steps. We can find out which faction he belongs to and if he is not careful enough, we would be able to find out his true identity.” Only then, Anna realized his intentions.

After pausing for a moment, she asked again, “Do you really think that he is a

Druid?”

“Isn’t he?”

“I think… he is more like a Knight.’

“Knight?” Count Evan sat up straight, looking unbelieving, “Are you certain?”

Anna shook her head, “Not quite. But the energy he emits is undoubtedly Holy Light, though it does smell a bit bloody… It is definitely Holy Light.”

“Yes. Count, I also believe that man is a Knight,” Knight Omar interjected.

Now, Count Evan stongly believed them. After all, both of them had fought with the man and firmly believed that he was a Knight, so they probably were not mistaken.

“Knight… If he is also a Druid, he can only be a Half-Elf.”

“Is he fifth-tier?” Count Evan knew that both Anna and Knight Omar were fourth-tier. However, they were beaten terribly, so he speculated that the opponent should be fifth-tier.

Surprisingly, Anna shook her head again, “No. I have fought with a fifth-tier Knight. This guy’s power shouldn’t be there yet.’

“And you still got beaten so badly?”

Anna rolled her eyes and said helplessly, “That guy’s Holy Light Energy isn’t particularly strong, but it’s very strange… as if it slightly controls the blood in my body.”

“At some points, I was disturbed by him that my Qi and blood circulation almost went wrong. Plus, his strength is horrifying! Not like a human at all. It rather seems like some giant beast.”

“Also, do you remember the last two slashes I made? I am absolutely certain that I thrust my sword into his brain, but…”

“Maybe you missed it? After all, his head was always covered in a cloud of Blood Fog.”

“Impossible!” Anna said very firmly.

“Alright, alright, let’s not talk about it anymore. Let’s leave Silver Moon City quickly. If we get caught by him again, we are done.”

“Then… what about our mission…”

Count Evan rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: “My silly sister, are you still thinking about the mission? We definitely have no hope for the mission now.” “But… Vera isn’t dead, right? Doesn’t that mean we still have hope?”

“The fact that Vera is not dead only proves that the opponent is even more cunning than I imagined!” Count Evan shook his head and sighed, “It’s a pity that the round of meeting the king before was taken lightly by me, and I got directly imprisoned by the damn Modewen family.”

“Otherwise, we could have a nice play with this opponent.”

“But now, the situation in Silver Moon City is set, and we have no hope at all.”

“Let’s go, silly sister!”

The silver moon hung overhead.

Colin watched from a distance as Vera and the others were joyfully welcomed into the manor by the Miller family before he left with a sense of relief.

Vera should be safe now.

If the Miller family wanted to escape the fate of being exterminated, they must do their utmost to protect this living Vera.

Plus, with Queen Isa and the Blood Slave Cynthia protecting her, there probably won’t be any more complications.

And Colin, he still needed to put a perfect end to this coup.

Whoosh- Whoosh-

Fluttering his giant bat wings, Colin quickly returned above the Half-Elf Palace.

By now, the palace’s courtyard had turned into a living hell, with countless lives of Half-Elves as insignificant as ants, susceptible to being swallowed up by this political whirlpool on a whim.

Blood and corpses became haunting scenic views within the palace, with the heavy stench of gore pervading the air, making it almost suffocating. Witnessing all this, Colin only felt his blood growing colder and colder.

“It’s time to end this farce.’

Colin murmured to himself, then flapped his bat wings, and swooped straight down towards the main hall of the palace courtyard.

“What’s that?”

A guard, startled by the wind noise above, looked up and caught a glimpse of Colin’s quickly fleeting figure.

He wanted to warn his superiors, but the figure had already morphed into a black lightning bolt, descending from the sky and storming straight into the royal hall.

The guards standing at the hall’s entrance finally registered the event, never expecting the enemy would storm in such a baffling way.

By the time they rushed into the hall to protect the king, they found that the terrifying bat-winged giant was already standing before the old king.

Prince William, holding his Knight Sword, stood tremblingly behind Colin and stuttered, “You … Who are you? What do you …want to do?”

Colin looked at the old king who stood upright before him. He suddenly chuckled and said, “Your Majesty, you’re pretty resilient, huh!”

The old king, instead of panicking at the sudden intrusion, calmly joked, “It’s merely a trick, I just wanted to lure this ambitious traitor out. But what I didn’t expect is…”

“You don’t have to worry, your Majesty, I’ve already taken care of the rebel leader. Look, is this him?” Colin presented the bloody head of Cis before the old king.

The old king, surprisingly unfazed, stared intently at the skull for a while, then nodded with a smile, “Yes, it is. The rat from the Savoy family who had been hiding for so long is finally silent.”

Then, he sincerely said to Colin, “Brave warrior, thank you for delivering the Modewen family such a lavish gift! How shall we repay you?”

Colin nodded: “Yes, I do need a return gift.’

“Feel free to demand anything. As long as the Modewen family can provide it, we will not be stingy!”

“You certainly can.” Colin grinned somewhat madly, “I want your- -head!” “What?” The old king was dumbfounded, thinking he had heard wrong.

But Colin didn’t allow him time to react; his right hand darted out like lightning, pressing onto the old king’s head.

Crack.

Another bottle cap got twisted off.

“Father!”

“Your Majesty! ”

The hall instantly erupted into chaos, with Prince William and the half-elf guards charging at Colin like madmen.

But Colin spread out his giant bat wings and gave a big flap.

Boom!

A violent gust wreaked havoc throughout the hall, and Colin had already broken through the roof, soaring into the sky.

A silver moon outlined Colin’s figure, his gigantic wings giving him the appearance of an descended angel.

However, his voice sounded like that of a doomsday demon:

“Your king is dead, run for your lives!”

Amid the stunned gazes of the half-elf crowd,

Two skulls descended from the sky..