“World domination could be said to be the foundation and the obligation of the demon king! We can seduce the crown prince and swallow the empire—Kiek!” the spirit muttered after having been blinded by greed. However, she was quickly flicked away to a corner by Eugene.

Eugene ignored the mushy spirit and stared at Master Helmond, who had been unexpectedly liberated from the Power of Word due to the interference.

“Vampires rule the world? That’s funny. Do you really think that’s possible?” Eugene asked.

“…”

The three masters, with the exception of Rivoles, simply stared at Eugene with embarrassment without answering. They could put up an argument, but they knew exactly the type of existence Eugene was. It was simply sacrilegious to argue against the words of someone who was equivalent—or perhaps even greater than the three beings in the imperial castle. As such, they had no choice but to listen to Eugene’s words while prostrating themselves.

“Let’s just pretend that the yellow bastard really became one of us after his ascension to the throne. Do you really think that the knights and nobles of the Roman Empire will just stand still? And what about the other kingdoms? In all likelihood, they will unite around the Holy Empire and declare war against our tribe,” Eugene said.

They could fight. Struggling was the fate of the Dark Clan, so they could fight for glory... Eugene could tell at...