The First Vampire

White Dew Fortress, the Conference Hall.

Colin’s gaze slowly swept over the extravagant, exquisite decorations in the hall, finally coming to rest on the most eye-catching statue.

This was a statue of the St. Prowse family’s first Holy Knight – Hugo St. Prowse. It was about ten meters tall, crafted entirely from White Glazed Rock. Each detail was lifelike; it seemed as though one could feel the authority of that legendary Holy Knight.

The statue of the Holy Knight had a solemn expression, eyes cast downward. He held a huge Knight Sword, the tip pointed directly at the seat reserved for the Duke St. Prowse.

It was said to serve as a warning to each generation’s ruler of the East – the gaze of the first Holy Knight of the St. Prowse family is always upon you.

The huge Knight Sword in the statue’s hand somewhat resembled the Sword of Damocles.

Colin couldn’t help but wonder how creepy it would be to sit below it.

As he pondered, he seated himself directly under it.

However, no one dared to tell Colin to leave the seat that wasn’t meant for him.

Colin sat there for a moment, feeling nothing peculiar. After all, even if the great sword above fell, it couldn’t kill a sixth-grade knight.

His gaze swept over all the eastern nobles’ faces below. Unfortunately, none of them dared to meet his eyes.

Colin sneered disdainfully, then noticed the eager look in Princess Judy’s eyes next to him.

“Do you want to sit here?”

“Uh-huh!” Princess Judy nodded firmly.

“Come here.” Colin motioned her over. The little girl ran over excitedly and sat down next to Colin.

The seat was spacious. Two people sitting side by side weren’t crowded at all, let alone the tiny Princess Judy, who hardly took up any space.

At this time, eastern nobles were continuously entering the conference hall. They were all dumbstruck by the sight before them, although they clearly didn’t dare say anything. On one hand, they lamented in their hearts over the dignity of the St. Prowse family being trampled on in such a way, on the other hand, they bowed their heads pretending not to see anything.

Princess Judy, who was occupying the exclusive seat of Duke St. Prowse, looked up at the huge sword without fear. Swinging her feet, she asked in a crisp voice:

“Teacher, why did the Duchess say that you had been assassinated?”

All ears in the hall perked up at this.

Everyone was curious about this, but Colin hadn’t volunteered an explanation and they didn’t dare to ask carelessly.

“Of course it’s false, she fell for my trick.” Colin said, his expression calm as always.

“How did you trick her?” The little girl was stubborn and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

“By creating an illusion.”

“Creating what?”

“Well…have you ever seen a magic show?”

“Yes!” Princess Judy’s eyes lit up, she immediately got excited, chattering on, “At last year’s Winter Festival, a magician was invited to the Phoenix Palace to perform. ř𝙖ŊՕΒΕꞩ

Wow! He was amazing, he could cut a living person in half and then put them back together!

Teacher, can you do magic tricks like that too?”

“Exactly.” Colin replied, his face not betraying a blush nor his heart missing a beat.

After all, the only people who had seen his “corpse” were four in number.

Mr. Ji, Prince Lexie, the Duchess, and a guard from the St. Prowse family.

The Duchess was already dead.

The guard from the St. Prowse family was of no consequence.

As for Mr. Ji and Prince Lexie, they were too busy playing their cat and mouse games and it was uncertain where they had run off to. They would hardly be able to come and question Colin at this moment.

Moreover, even though these two were extraordinarily powerful, they didn’t have much say in the Glorious Empire. Even if they had suspicions about Colin’s story, no one would believe them if they voiced it out loud.

Judging from the astonished looks on the faces of everyone in the hall, they seemed to have believed the explanation that Colin had provided. They likely thought that he had utilized some kind of magic deception to fake his death, fooling the assassin and those who came to check on him, including the Duchess.

“Teacher, can you perform that again?” Princess Judy asked Colin, her eyes sparkling.

Colin instantly felt a headache coming.

If he were to perform a “magic trick” like removing his heart, that would probably traumatize the little girl.

“Ahem, perhaps another time.” Colin came up with an excuse off the top of his head.

Fortunately, the St. Prowse Family’s butler approached at this point, reporting,

“My Lord, all the nobles currently in the city have been assembled in the conference Hall.”

Colin, adopting a serious demeanor, rose from the Duke of St. Prowse’s exclusive seat and said with a smile,

“Good, since everyone is here, let’s start.”

With that, Colin clapped twice.

Immediately, a group of Blood Knight Army members entered the conference hall, carrying five coffins.

Thud!

The five coffins were arranged in a row in the center of the conference hall.

It put all the Eastern Territory nobles present in a state of mutual anxiety, each too afraid to break the silence.

After a period of reflection, Colin finally managed to put on a sorrowful demeanor and said in a grave voice,

“Gentlemen, this is the darkest hour of the Eastern Territory, as well as the most sorrowful moment for the St. Prowse Family!”

He extended his hand and gently ran it over each of the five coffins in turn, continuing,

“Duke St. Prowse, the Duchess, Marquis Vincent, Earl Evan, Miss Anna… all tragically lost their lives…”

Upon hearing these words, a faint commotion came up in the hall.

The nobles were already aware of the deaths of the first three, but they were unaware that Earl Evan and Miss Anna had also died.

Only then did they shiver in horror at the discovery that the direct line of the St. Prowse Family had been nearly wiped out!

If weren’t for the fact that the Marquis Vincent had a son, the direct line of the St. Prowse Family would have been completely severed.

“Although I share your sorrow, we can’t afford to dwell on our grief!

The War Order from His Majesty the Emperor has been delivered to White Dew Fortress, and the Glorious Empire needs the Eastern Territory to prepare for the oncoming storm!

Therefore, we must appoint a suitable temporary leader as soon as possible to take charge of the Eastern Territory, calm the turmoil, console the public, and make preparations for war.”

Upon hearing this, the hearts of all the nobles present rose in their chests.

They finally realized the purpose of Earl Angler’s summoning them all to the conference hall, but they also had an uneasy feeling that the forthcoming actions of the Northern Earl would not necessarily be in the best interest of the Eastern Territory.

However, even if that were true, who would dare to resist?

Hadn’t they noticed the five coffins in the room?

Those were Earl Angler’s warning to the Eastern Territory nobles.

Even the most noble of St. Prowse’s were on the brink of extinction, were there any nobles in the Eastern Territory that couldn’t be killed?

“According to the line of succession, the position of Duke of the Eastern Territory should be inherited by the son of Marquis Vincent, Eckert Saint Proust.” Colin, pointing at the boy huddled in his mother’s arms, took a sudden turn in his speech, saying,

“However, young Master Eckert is still too young to handle the complex situation in the Eastern Territory, nor can he undertake the major task given to the Eastern Territory by His Majesty the Emperor.

Therefore, I suggest that the distinguished and talented Count Nicoll should temporarily take over the power of the Eastern Territory!”

His words immediately stirred up another commotion in the hall.

Colin’s cold gaze slowly swept over the faces of everyone present in the room, and then he asked,

“Who agrees? Who disagrees?”

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