“It’s too easy…”

Eugene broke out laughing after seeing Galfredik treating Christian, a vampire high lord as if he were nothing more than a novice mercenary.

“Come to think of it, Galfredik has gotten stronger.”

The Fear Eugene felt from Galfredik while he was scolding Christian was much greater than when they had been together in Brantia. Since his relationship with Galfredik was that of a blood oath, it seemed that Galfredik had grown stronger in proportion to his own growth.

“That’s right. Gal’s face has definitely grown stronger,” Mirian commented.

“Not his face, you brat. Stop talking nonsense and get inside,” Eugene said.

“Kieee…” The spirit squirmed around for a moment, but she eventually crawled back into her leather with a dejected expression.

Eugene saw the imperial knights and the crew unloading an object from a ship—it was a gray sarcophagus embossed with a large sickle.

“Is that it?” Eugene asked.

Romari nodded immediately. “Yes. The one who kidnapped me is inside. There’s going to be a few more coffins with vampire knights in them.”

“Hmm.”

Eugene started walking toward the coffin, and the sailors hurriedly bowed with surprise when they saw him. They didn’t know who he was exactly, but they could gauge Eugene’s status just from his appearance and armor. However, the imperial knights were different. Although they knew exactly who Eugene was, they only lowered their heads slightly. They...