‘What’s this? Did… Duke Batla come personally?’

Federique’s eyes narrowed. He had already guessed that his brethren from the continent would be similar to himself in status as a high lord. However, the energy he felt was vastly different from the other vampire high lords he had met until now. It was strange.

‘Perhaps… Is he above me?’

Federique’s eyes glowed coldly. Even if they belonged to different clans, it was an ancient custom of the vampire society to show respect to anyone with greater status than oneself. However, customs were just customs. They weren’t necessarily enforced.

‘His Fear might be a little unique since he’s from the continent. And… his identity won’t matter once I kill him.’

Federique became determined as he aroused his Fear.

“It seems like Duke Batla is here in person. Sirs of Brodia, join me in taking care of Duke Batla. You all will deal with the one accompanying the duke,” Federique said.

“Yes!”

“Yes, Lord Helmond!”

The knights of Brodia and the vampire knights unsheathed their weapons. Soon, two armored horses stopped after coming within observable distance. The knights and the vampire knights became rather nervous once they saw that the two...