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Book 2 Chapter 47
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2021-11-26 03:25:16"Okay now color me just a little confused. Why are you here?" A Pale man with cold ruby red eyes was glaring at the two Dark Elves standing in front of him. "I am quite certain you were suppose to be lying in wait to ambush the target. So... Why are you here and where is the rest of your men?"
Standing before the man was of course Gabreldi and Mikayla both glaring at man standing before them. Generally vampires were willing to afford Gabreldi a certain level of respect. But this man was clearly unwilling to even gloss over their disgust. Most Vampires still felt a superior to the other races being the bulk of their military strength.
"Lord Trost Our orders were to ambush them, try to maim them if possible, and get them to split up. Turns out either due to incompetence of our leader or neglect to mention. They are strong... Very strong. "
"How dare you! You would be wise to remember your place before you next open your mouth! And are you saying your men -"
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Christopher stood smiling watching Tars stew standing like an idiot with his eyes closed trying sense when Christopher would strike.. "Errr... Are you -"'Guess I shouldn't keep him waiting.' Christopher smiled to himself crouching. 'Aaaand Here.. We.. Gooo!' Christopher thought to himself launching off the ground flying in the direction of Tars."Ha. Does he think because he jumped Tars won't notice? When he gets close the air around him will shift." Berek scoffed whispering to the men gathered around him."Gods how daft has humanity become.""I gotta admit he jumped really high for a human.""Can humans even jump that high?".."Hey he just passed Tars."Christopher cleared over twenty meters in a second flying clean over Tars. Though he was a fair distance away they could see he was smiling from where they were sitting."Is this a joke to him? Is he laughing!?"With each passing moment Chris
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'Retribution would kill them to quickly... I want to see them suffer.' A malicious grin spread across Christopher's face.Alayna could almost read his thoughts from his face alone. Especially since the only sword he was pouring magic into was hate.'Gods this man is terrifying! Yet so hot!'Though if Christopher were able to read her thoughts he probably would argue she was the terrifying one between the two of them."Careful he has an enchanted sword!"Smiling without saying a word Christopher effortlessly swung the blade. One thing he was forced to admit is they were indeed vampires. Their speed and reflexes were far greater than those of a human. He was targeting a group of ten and all of them reacted far quicker and cautiously than he was expecting. Most humans would look on in confusion or just be too slow. Most of the vampires were able to dive to the side, jump over the attack, or dropped below it. Though three of them were not s
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"Okay with that all done I surrender." Christopher declared closing a satchel and returning it to Alayna."Wait he surrenders?" All of the remaining men who were fighting for the Trost clan froze in shock. Whispers immediately began breaking out among everyone trying to piece together his motive."Is it a trap?""What need would he have to set a trap for us? The man almost single handedly destroyed us!""What if it's a trap to get one of the nobles? Are you really okay with that?""Fuck better him than me! Besides if they die, they can't punish us anyhow!" Everyone was split, the majority were filled with fear of the repercussions they would face from the nobles or king."Chris please don't go through with this. As is the nobles will seek your death, relation or not they will never see you as one of us. If yo- .... You know what never mind. What you just did made it impossible for you to ever be welcomed down here. A meeting with the k
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Alayna followed after Christopher in silence contemplating what he could have possibly meant. 'The people who count? That's the nobles! Everything that happens in this city must go through rounds of approval or be backed by a high ranking family!' Alayna couldn't help but wonder if Christopher had finally snapped. His every action was the polar opposite of winning somebody over to their side. He could have over powered Tars and force him to submit, bring him in on his plan. Killing him only ensured half the vampire populist would never side with him.So did Christopher get his meeting with his relatives? Did he get to defend his case? Nope. It played out just as Alayna had said, even when Christopher presented the ring showing he was technically royalty one of men rushed off speaking to a higher up and returned only to order Christopher be locked away in their dungeon."Oooh Don't worry I will keep her on a leash you say... WHEN YO
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"Your highness he's a human, He should have been dead the moment he stepped into The Darkness! I understand he's some form of distant relative, but he's killed our kind when we went to escort him into the city! Is that really the sort of man we should be welcoming with open arms? For all we know he's here to stir problems, abuse his position. Perhaps even to assassinate you your majesty! Now I don't know about any of you, but the risk exceeds the worth!""I agree with Lord Trost. If he would have come down here peacefully I would open with with open arms. But this? He not only murdered Tars in cold blood, but he managed to take multiple other of our children by surprise! How many nobles and retainers were murdered just the other day?""They're right your highness. Who's to say he will stop there? Who's to say he's not coming for your very life! We don't know what schemes that human bastard may have up his sleeve after we opened our doors, and our arms welco
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A silhouette began taking shape as all of the magic particles began forming together. When the particles began to dim standing in front of them was a woman with pale/tan skin with black spots mixed in, her eyes darker than a moonless night, her pupils a lightning blue and black. Upon seeing her form everyone present lowered themselves even more, making their bodies almost hug the ground as though trying to take cover from gunfire shooting over their heads. Their foreheads not just touching the ground, but smashed into it."Great Marte-""No.. It's Alesia now. Did I not say that the last time I appeared before you? Has your memories faded so or are you trying your best to offend me?" She demanded her eyes sweeping over the room as cold as ice."We would never! We still revere the great maker! Others may not recognize or remember your true beauty, but we will never forget!" Almost each vampire present was an elder and had bore witness to Alesia before though it ha
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