200 107. Lomania -2 Part One

“Uwaaaahk!”

One of the Vampires burst into flames and instantly turned into ashes.

The Crown Imperial Prince had brazenly strode into the middle of the enemy camp. All by himself to boot!

Even a blind man should be able to see that there were a bunch of Progenitor Vampires possessing high-tier ranks standing right before him, and yet, White displayed not a single shred of hesitation.

He wasn’t scared in the least. He simply smiled away like a hunter who was out to enjoy some game hunting.

“Ahaha, thanks for the praise.”

“I never said I’d kill you all.” The corners of White’s lips quivered in a derisive smirk while he stared at the Vampires. His eyes were carefully scanning each and every undead standing before him. “It’ll be enough for me to kill about half of you before getting out of here, you know? Even if it’s me, dealing with two marquises at the same time will be a bit too much.”

“…”

Marquis Kirum’s expression crumpled unsightly.

What White was trying to achieve here was to ‘fragment’ the undead forces that had been gathered so far. No matter how many undead were here, the whole plan would be as good as dead and buried if the beings capable of commanding them had been killed off.

“This… is rather troublesome.”

Marquis Kirum glanced at Lomania in the distance.

The Vampires had to make a move now.

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The Seventh Imperial Prince was an individual with unknown potential. This plan must come to fruition before he was given enough time to think up a response.

And that’s why…

‘We shall get our hands on all three.’

White Olfolse, the scions of the Imperial Family, and even the completed undead army…

All of them!

Marquis Kirum called out, “Marquis Raiden.”

Raiden glanced at Kirum at the call.

The ‘insane clown’ Vampire addressed the former dragon slayer, “Leave the Crown Imperial Prince to me.”

Raiden asked, “Will it be fine with you alone?”

Even if Marquis Kirum was someone personally acknowledged by the Vampire King, it’d be next to impossible to deal with White Olfolse alone.

But Kirum simply nodded with a faint smile on his lips. “Yes, it will be. Although, if I find the situation has become untenable, then I’ll just flee from here. We cannot afford to fail today’s mission.”

“Indeed.”

Raiden also nodded while looking at the rest of the Vampires.

But that reaction only brought up a grin on Marquis Kirum’s face. It was so wide that the corners of his lips threatened to tear open his cheeks. His sharp fangs could be seen protruding out from his goosebumps-inducing grin.

“I had to work fairly hard to coax that Archbishop back then. Indeed, it was quite difficult to take his granddaughter as my hostage. But it all paid off in the end, didn’t it? Who knew that I…” Kirum slowly stroked his own cheek. His pale complexion began flushing deeply as an entranced expression formed on his face. “…would have the honour of turning the scion of the Imperial Family into a Vampire-!”

In that instant, White’s figure disappeared from the view.

By the time Marquis Kirum detected his movement, White was already standing right before the Vampire’s stunned eyes.

“Oh, the god of abundance, Tomer…!”

White offered a quick prayer.

He extended his hand and instantly materialised a powerful sword of light.

“Dammit!” Marquis Kirum cried out after getting a bone-chilling premonition. He reflexively pulled his body back.

“I won’t let you escape.”

White took a swift swing with the sword of light. The brilliant streak of light cut through the forest and Marquis Kirum’s body split into two halves.