I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot

957 16.3 First Red Star – Vampires

Conri Lycaon performed admirably. You would have accepted his filial behavior toward the loss of his foster father if you didn’t know his true personality or the tribe’s secret intentions.

“Find the murderer!” Conri Lycaon said.

Randall Ruid acted his part and questioned him while he was supposed to be stunned in disbelief. But was beaten to it by his younger brother.

“Pardon. Sir?” Mayun Ruid asked in surprise.

Conri Lycaon turned harsh and serious, “I told you to find the murderer. We must avenge my foster father. This cannot end like this!?”

“That is right! We must take revenge. Since the vampires are involved they cannot be forgiven at all. Those bloodsucking monsters!!” exclaimed Elder Lowell. He was truly enraged at the death of his Supreme Leader.

Elder Vilkas, who had a dark expression, was the calmest among the group and said, “Calm down! For now... let’s clean up the room and send the Supreme Lord to... final destination.”

With these remarks, everyone became silent. This was the appropriate measure to take. They must tidy the room, transport their ancestor’s body on its last voyage, and get ready for the burial. They were aware that everyone in the tribe needed to discover what had happened to their Beast God before they could take any sort of retaliation.

Elder Vilkas spoke, “Go get some people and arrange the funeral for the Ancestor. Elder Lowell, bring back Young Lord Conri and prepare for the coronation ceremony. I and the leader of the Dark Red Fur Pack will handle the cleanup here. The rest of you should prepare for the ceremony.”

.....

As Conri Lycaon heard what Elder Vilkas had to say, his actions abruptly ceased and he lost all emotion. His objective was to hear these words, which he had been hoping to hear. All of his fa?ades vanished once he got what he desired. Elder Lowell was left dumbfounded and startled.

Randall Ruid spoke, “Ashina, Mayun, help with the preparation for the ceremony.”

Never questioning their older brother’s orders were Ashina and Mayun’s habit. After all, the pack members must obey the pack leader’s orders without exception. similar to how the Werewolf Ancestor rules over the entire race. Conri Lycaon intended Fenrir Skoll to perish at that point. They wouldn’t be free until he died, and then he could do whatever he pleased. But, just though Conri Lycaon has no biological family, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t appreciate his foster father.

Conri Lycaon gently laid the corpse of his foster father and said, “I hope that Elder Vilkas will handle the foster father’s remains well. If you don’t... I will kill you...” He suddenly released a powerful coercion of bloodthirst which is something only their race possessed. The stronger the bloodline he has the more fear would be inflicted on the target.

Elder Vilkas frowned a bit but still stood on his ground. He didn’t expect that the young wolf cub and all the elders didn’t take seriously to group this much without them noticing.

“I will do as you wish.” Elder Vilkas said but this time there are hints of politeness.

“We are leaving. There are lots of things to prepare for the ceremony.”

Conri Lycaon refrained from using force and left, followed by the Ruid siblings. He had to get ready for the coronation. Anything he sought should be accomplished when he assumed the greatest throne in their tribe. He had been named the successor by the Fenrir Tribe in order to be free from the constraints. Being the greatest Alpha Werewolf in existence, he now has the power of the King of Werewolves and should be able to do whatever he wants.

As Conri Lycaon and his group had departed, Elder Vilkas, who had been bowing his head before the new leader, abruptly turned and stared at Randall Ruid.

Elder Vilkas spoke, “Speak! Where is the Ancestor!? This scent of blood is real but your reaction to his death is too calm. For someone like you who loves sticking to those who were strong, would never act so composed at the scene of the death of our Ancestor. It only means that the Supreme Lord is alive. Is the Lord injured?”

Randall Ruid looked at the old man and his expression looked bored and indifferent. Yet he still dutifully responds the same way as the original Randall Ruid would do though albeit languidly. He was so bored to even keep the original’s character.

With a monotonous tone, Randall Ruid spoke, “What are you saying, Old man? The Supreme Lord is dead. Isn’t his corpse still in this room, what are you talking about?”

“Tsk! Stupid brat! At least act like before! Acting stupid and cowardly! If you act so indifferent, what’s the difference between you reading a script before this old man!” Elder Vilkas retorted.

Randall Ruid was never one to hold back his temper and said, “Yue, is this old man even important? Should we just kill him? The Lord says to keep it a secret!”

System Yue’s words rang in Randall Ruid’s head, [Stop talking! If the divine laws of this world notice you I will not save you at all.]

“Tch! This old man had been staring at me and obviously noticed the changes in me. Can you ask the Lord if I should kill him?” Randall Ruid.

System Yue said, [I’ll ask. Stop talking to be with words and speak with your thoughts you look insane to the old man.]

When Randall looked around, Elder Vilkas was staring at him with an insane look. If he wasn’t a member of the Fenrir Tribe, the old man might bite his neck and murder him right there.

Elder Vilkas says, “What the hell are you doing? Have you gone crazy after all? Don’t tell me.. did you kill...”

“Stop talking! As if someone like me can kill the Lord! Are you senile old man!?” Randall Ruid remarked.

As Elder Vilkas heard these statements, he became more composed. He looked intently at the red-haired man in front of him as though he couldn’t believe how he was acting. In contrast to earlier, when he would constantly avoid the eyes of individuals he thought to be powerful, he confronted them confidently this time. The Randall Ruid he was familiar with was a timid werewolf who favored the mighty.

Yet the person in front of him has the impression of someone in authority who is haughty and arrogant. Even he, the tribe’s elder, doesn’t appear to fit the qualifications for being let inside is sight. He was the type to listen to a person that he respects instead of fear.

System Yue’s voice rang in his head and said, [Orders of the Lord God. Keep the old man alive. He is useful. Make him watch over Conri Lycaon’s movements. Send him to Genus Academy.]

After receiving his next orders from the Lord God, Randall Ruid stopped kidding around and suddenly turned serious as he looked at Elder Vilkas. Before he speaks, Fenrir Skoll’s voice rang in their ears.

Fenrir Skoll’s telepathic words, [Vilkas, follow the orders. Randall will give you the details.]

Elder Vilkas was extremely delighted to hear his Lord’s voice. He didn’t look around but respectfully responded by his own will.

“Your words are my command, Supreme Lord.”

“Mission from the Lord arrived. Accept your task, Vilkas Enoch. You have three tasks to fulfill,” Randall Ruid said. “Watch over all actions taken by Conri Lycaon. Keep him alive. Lastly, Send Conri Lycaon to Genus Academy. That’s all!”

“This elder knows...”

Elder Vilkas and Randall Ruid cooperated to tidy the area and get ready for the burial of the false Fenrir Skoll after the latter had received his assignment from the Lord. Fenrir Skoll is a well-known character both in the Fenrir Tribe and in the human world, and his burial was so lavish that it even made the headlines. He is regarded as one of the city’s billionaires.

The Fenrir Tribe had a lot going on. They must first plan the burial for their ancestor and then the ceremony to appoint the new head of their race, the Coronation Ceremony of Conri Lycaon.

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In the territory of the Vampire Race,

In the outskirts of the Dark Forest...

At the entrance to the forbidden forest stood a castle. The size of this castle is sufficient when compared to other buildings in the city, yet it is somewhat smaller than the old castle that is hidden deep in the shadowy forest. The current King of Vampires resides in this area.

But, the castle’s owner, Athan Vladimir, was currently resting asleep inside of his coffin to heal his injuries. Blood smears and the smell of scorched skin are visible outside the casket. In addition, vampires from the aristocratic circle are on duty to protect Athan Vladimir from potential visitors.

Both Earl Thana Daybreak and Earl Elene Marcel were high-class vampires. Both were female earls descended from noble families. They were given the responsibility of looking after their monarch, Athan Vladimir, who had suffered greatly as a result of Asher Light’s sneak attack when he invaded their land.

Thana Daybreak, a vampire with the Earl rank, has short, neck-length hair. She had a neat bob haircut that gave her the appearance of a wealthy and affluent lady. She has a queenly bearing and an expressionless yet lovely face that makes her seem like a female president.

The magenta in her eyes was deeper.

Elene Martel, on the other hand, has long blonde hair similar to that of the Western lineage.

Her eyes were a sapphire blue with a hint of green. She appeared as though she was going to a royal evening dance since she was dressed in a straight-cut evening white gown. She looks like a princess in that mary sue novel.

With a hand on her hips, Elena Martel is now scolding her minions who reported their mission failure.

“Master, because of the sudden rain we lost tracks of the Holy Son!”

“Please forgive us. Spare us!!”

Hmp! Elena Martel kicked the ghouls. She instantly killed them on the spot. A bit of blood drops on her white evening gown.

“Useless things! Can’t even catch a mere human!” Elena Martel said. She turned sour at such a piece of bad news. “What should I do? I told Lord Athan that I would definitely catch the culprit!”

Now not only did their king almost die, the culprit behind it even survived. They weren’t even able to catch the human who tried to kill Athan Vladimir.

“You shouldn’t have declared that you can catch him. Now you are on your own.” Thana Daybreak said. Her face is indifferent to her personality.

Elena Martel heard her comments and even angered them. Among all the noble clans in the Vampire Race, the Daybreak Family was left with only the Earl. She lost her husband from the Templar Temple and her child went missing after that event which caused her whole clan to perish. She was the only remaining person from the Daybreak Family.

Snorts~

“It’s already good that I have done something about it. I mean what can you, the Daybreak Family, do? Ah~ right. You are alone. No family, no partner, no children, and no servants. Just a loner. Hahaha~” Elena Martel said.

Thana Daybreak’s face turned black with wrath as she kept hearing the phrase “No family, no spouse, and no children.” She had always disliked hearing about the tragedy that had befallen his clan and family. She looks in Elena Martel’s direction and glares. She was so keen on killing that the other vampire was shocked. Elena could sense the woman’s sincere desire to murder her.

Thana Daybreak says, “You fucking wretch! How dare you mention my family!!?”

A sudden, intense pressure from someone with a greater bloodline aura landed on the two as they prepared to combat. When they made every effort to gaze up to see the owner of the aura that had subdued them, they couldn’t help but collapse to their knees.

The two earls were shocked to see the sole vampire of the Duke class approaching them. After all, only the duke had the capacity and power to issue instructions from the Progenitor of their race. He is even more powerful than the vampires’ present ruler.

Luther D’Arcy spoke, “To fight in front of your own king, such nobles that had no hints of nobility at all... Such disgrace.”

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