The First Vampire

A grand historical scroll slowly unfolds before Colin.

The scroll depicts the life of Gana St. Lorenzo, the founding emperor of the Radiant Empire and the legendary Holy Knight.

From an early age, he showed an exceptional martial arts talent. As he grew up, he honed himself on the battlefield, grew through battles with various enemies, was trapped in the vortex of conspiracies, tasted the bitterness of failure, and experienced the betrayal of comrades…

Back then, humans had not yet established a unified empire, there was no glory as it is today, and they were still struggling with trolls, elves, and orcs for the most fertile land in the center of the continent.

However, Gana St. Lorenzo completed the unification of humanity with his extremely strong martial power and extraordinary leadership charm, led a group of followers in just ten years, and established the Radiant Empire. He drove other races from the center of the continent and established humans’ dominant position.

As Colin watched Gana St. Lorenzo in the light and shadow, he felt an extraordinary bloodline connection while feeling the extraordinary strength of this human emperor at close range.

It felt as if there was a connection with his own bloodline!

Of course, Gana St. Lorenzo could not be Colin’s bloodline.

But this connection was indeed real…

Colin speculated that the first Emperor of the Radiant Empire might also be a member of the Blood Clan!

Could it be that the secret of the Blood Clan that he had been searching for was on this Emperor Gana?

But if Emperor Gana was also a member of the Blood Clan, why wasn’t there any record of the Blood Clan in the historical books of the Radiant Empire?

While pondering, the picture before his eyes changes again.

Emperor Gana stands on the summit of Holy Mountain, accepting the cheers and support from thousands of citizens at the foot of the mountain.

A robust holy light descends from the sky, dives straight into the top of the Holy Mountain like a sharp sword, and covers Emperor Gana in it.

In the holy light, a pair of huge wings slowly spread out, revealing an angelic figure whose face was indistinguishable.

His radiance was so bright that one could not look straight at it, carrying a crown in both hands, seemingly preparing to crown Emperor Gana.

But the next second, Emperor Gana suddenly unsheathed the long sword around his waist and slashed it at the angelic figure above his head!

Colin was caught off guard and suddenly widened his eyes.

However, the rampant holy light filled the entire picture, and for a time, nothing could be seen clearly.

Colin had to close his eyes.

When he opened them again, everything before him was pitch-black.

Just as Colin was puzzled, a staircase suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Following the direction of the staircase with his gaze, Colin finally saw Emperor Gana again, sitting on the throne at the end of the staircase, in the boundless void.

The emperor was covered in blood, but his gaze was still firm, like a raging fire that would never be extinguished. It traversed the boundaries of time, crossing the distance of life and death, and stared at Colin.

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed in Colin’s mind, but none of them were clear.

Emperor Gana did not utter a word, but Colin seemed to have understood his faith, his will, his helplessness, and his expectation.

Infinite holy light erupted in the darkness again, and Emperor Gana seemed to melt like snow under the direct sunlight, gradually fading until he completely disappeared in the deathly still daylight.

Only the throne hanging in the air was left.

It was still stained with the fresh blood of this human emperor.

As if being summoned, Colin involuntarily sat on the throne.

The holy light that filled the void gradually receded, and darkness swept over again.

Overlooking the thick curtain of darkness before him, Colin, despite the countless doubts in his heart, was no longer lost.

At this moment, he had found his direction forward.

…

“Count, Duke St. Rands is asking for an audience.”

“Let him in.”

Colin opened his eyes, all the illusions disappeared, and what was just now seemed like a dream.

He tucked the mistletoe in his chest back into his shirt and made up his mind about a certain decision he had made earlier.

“Count Angler.” Duke St. Rands entered the tent and bowed slightly to Colin.

However, when he saw Colin’s gaze, he was taken aback.

“Duke St. Rands, what can I do for you?” Colin returned the courtesy and asked with a smile.

Duke St. Rands was secretly surprised, because he was just intimidated by Colin’s gaze, that kind of condescending and overlooking-all gaze left Duke St. Rands astonished.

He quickly gathered his thoughts, but his demeanor unconsciously became much more respectful, as if he were facing a real human emperor.

“Count Angler, I came to ask how you plan to arrange the upcoming battles.”

Colin shrugged, opened his hands and said,

“Duke St. Rands, weren’t you also present at the military conference just now? Didn’t you understand the meaning of Governor Fred’s message?

I am no longer the commander of the Imperial Allied Army. The arrangement for the upcoming battles will have to wait for the Senate to elect a regent and then let him make the decision.”

However, Duke St. Rands said,

“Count Angler, I think you are the most suitable candidate to serve as the commander of the allied forces. I believe that even if the Senate elects a new regent, he will certainly appoint you to be in charge of the upcoming battles.”

Colin took a deep look at this Duke of the South Border, as if wanting to see what ideas he had in mind.

Perhaps Colin himself was not aware that his attitude towards Duke St. Rands was entirely from a superior perspective, as if the other party was naturally his subordinate.

This eerie feeling was also realized by Duke St. Rands himself. He tried to shake off this absurd thought but found that under Colin’s scrutinizing gaze, he involuntarily bent down his waist, as if this young man in front of him naturally deserved his allegiance.

If someone broke in at this moment, they would witness an Empire Duke bowing to an Empire Count, and this scene seemed so natural.

Duke St. Rands tried hard to maintain his aura, but it seemed futile.

The young man in front of him was like a born king, unintentionally emanating an intimidating aura.

“Duke St. Rands, what are you trying to say?”

“I want to say… if you are willing, I can help you in the Senate conference.”

Colin’s eyes narrowed.

He had previously given up the competition in the Senate and decided to let Emperor Reinhardt die because he felt that Governor Fred must have arranged everything and it would be futile for him to compete.

But now, Duke St. Rands expressed his willingness to help him.

If the Elders from the south border leaned towards his side, Colin suddenly felt that Prince Lexie might not be able to fulfill his wish to become the regent.

But the question is, why does Duke St. Rands want to help him?

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