It was a huge manor located 30 miles west of Sturk City.
Night had just fallen.
The Rose Manor was brightly lit, and guests had gathered.
The small square in front of the manor with a fountain in the center was filled with carriages of the nobles from the surrounding cities. One after another, noble ladies dressed in expensive furs walked out of the carriages gracefully. They were accompanied by gentlemen in luxurious robes as they walked arrogantly into the manor.
At the entrance of the manor, rows of attendants in formal suits were waiting for the arrival of the guests. From time to time, they would loudly announce the distinguished titles of the guests.
Lester? Vic silently stood on the balcony on the top floor of the three-story building in the center of the manor. He held a glass of truffle wine in his hand and gently swirled it, letting the blood-red wine ripple in the glass and emit the sweet and intoxicating fragrance of blood.
The truffle wine was personally made by the most famous master of the Vic family, Rito Fink. It was made with the sweetest blood from the heart of a virgin and the dew of a pine cone collected from the edge of the Silent Forest. Then, it was mixed with the pollen of dozens of jasmine, wild rose, and rose.
The truffle wine that was blended in such a way was simply the most luxurious enjoyment of the vampire family. Therefore, its price was not affordable for ordinary vampires. Only a top-notch vampire like Lester could enjoy it as a daily pastime without batting an eyelid.
Lester was tall and handsome. He looked like he was only 30 years old.
He had a high nose and deep eyes. His irises were red and his pupils were golden. His dark brown, slightly curly hair was draped over his shoulders. The lines on his face were slightly firm. His perfect mustache was combed neatly, and his exposed skin was pale white, which was what all nobles dreamed of.
He was wearing a well-tailored black suit. The fabric was smooth and soft, and it felt good to the touch. It was obvious that it was expensive. There was a metal chain hanging in the pocket of his suit. It seemed to be a pocket watch.
Just as he expressionlessly examined the venue where the guests gathered and the dancing dancers, a clear male voice rang out behind him.
"Earl Lester, all the guests have arrived. They are waiting for your arrival."
The newcomer was the host of the Rose Manor, Viscount Entiya, who had been sent here by the Vic family.
As an ancient vampire family, the Vic family had divided the vampires in the family into five classes: duke, marquis, earl, viscount, and baron. Dukes corresponded to Grade 4, Marquises corresponded to Grade 3, Earls corresponded to Grade 2, Viscounts corresponded to Grade 1, and Barons corresponded to Quasi-Sorcerers.
As for those below the Quasi Sorcerer rank, they were not even recorded in the Vic family's genealogy. Once they died, not even a name would be left behind.
Due to the advanced characteristics of the Vampires, their training methods were destined to be completely different from ordinary Sorcerers. Chasing after the blood of the strong was their instinct, and it was also the only way for them to strengthen themselves.
Sucking the blood of ordinary people could only sustain their lives, but only sucking the blood of powerful creatures could make them stronger. Therefore, they were also the group that had the closest contact with the ordinary people in the territory.
In the hereditary territory of the Vic clan, every large manor would hold a grand carnival from time to time. These banquets would also invite the nobles from the surrounding cities, especially the noble ladies. This was the best opportunity for them to get close to the feudal lords.
Ordinary ignorant commoners might have a great fear of vampires, thinking that they were monsters that sucked human blood and demons that spread death. However, the local nobles that belonged to the Vic clan did not think so.
They lived in a territory ruled by a vampire family, so they could only dedicate their talents and abilities to these gentle and cultured foreign Sorcerers.
After interacting with each other for a long time, they naturally realized that vampires were not as scary as the rumors made them out to be.
Vampire Sorcerers were just like them. They needed to eat, drink, live, and have a large number of servants to serve them.
Moreover, the greatest characteristic of vampires was their eternal youth. Even if they could not become a vampire, as long as they became a vampire's blood slave or a lowly derivative, they could slow down the aging process and make young men and women more handsome and beautiful.
If vampires were demons, then vampires were also demons who spread beauty and ageless looks!
For such demons, after overcoming their aversion to blood, they would become so amiable and mesmerizing.
Therefore, those vain, flashy, and delusional noble ladies fell in love with such carnival banquets. At such banquets, if they were lucky enough to catch the eye of a distinguished guest of the Vic clan and take a small bite, then they would become the object of envy of all the noble ladies within a hundred miles.
Although from now on, she might become a blood slave who would listen to his every word, but who would care about such things? What did losing a little bit of freedom matter when they had youth and status!
Therefore, when they suddenly heard that the rising star of the Vic clan, Lester, had arrived at the Rose Manor, almost all the influential people within a hundred to three hundred miles impatiently rushed over.
They had also brought along all the women of their respective families, whether they were mature and voluptuous ladies, graceful and delicate noble girls, or even specially trained beauties … All of them were so graceful and elegant, so charming and lovely, so charming and moving.
In such an occasion, the male guests all drew closer to the preferences of the vampires. All of them wore well-ironed formal attire, looking cultured and refined, as if their clans had a deep history. A pale face, a refined temperament, a small row of sharp teeth, and an unfathomable smile …
It couldn't be helped. It was said that there would be a high-ranking viscount from the vampire castle attending tonight's banquet. This … to the majority of the male guests, it was not a small encouragement and stimulation!
Therefore, when Lester calmly examined the faces in the banquet hall that were pretending to be calm, and the plump but lacking in vitality, he calmly examined the faces in the banquet hall. Not only did he not arouse any bloodthirsty lust, he also did not arouse any interest in feigning civility with them.
"Is Lorci already here?" Lester asked coldly, stroking the two exquisite little moustaches on his lips.
"Lady Lorci has already arrived! She seems to like today's banquet very much … "Viscount Entia, as a low-ranking vampire of the Vic clan, could only politely remind him in this manner.
With Entia's reminder, Lester quickly found Viscount Lorci, who was in the eye of the storm, in the banquet hall.
She was a beautiful and charming woman in a pure black evening gown.
She had a crystal-clear and round face like ivory, a high nose bridge, rose-colored lips, and scarlet and cute blood-red eyes. Her long dark brown hair hung down her back, reaching her waist. Under the illumination of the bright magic lamp, her snow-white chest appeared towering and majestic.
As the center of attention in the banquet, more than a dozen handsome and robust young nobles surrounded her like stars surrounding the moon. They told her some jokes that made her convulse with laughter. She was laughing so hard that she was swaying back and forth. She looked like a slut.
As if sensing Lester's gaze, the smiling Viscount Lorci's blood-red eyes flickered. Separated by the crowd, separated by a distance of more than a hundred meters, she clashed with him from afar.
Viscount Lorci raised the wine glass in her hand slightly, and an insolent smile appeared on her delicate face, as if she was saluting Lester from afar. However, the young nobles around her obviously did not understand her intention. They thought that the beautiful and charming Viscount Lorci was responding to their request, so they all raised their glasses and downed the wine in one gulp.
The reason why this banquet was held today was not for the vampire nobles to enjoy themselves, but to have a hint of a marriage alliance between nobles.
Since Lester had advanced to level-2, his status in the clan had also risen with each passing day, and he had gradually become a person with real power. Under such circumstances, the elders of the clan could not wait to find a suitable vampire bride for him.
Of course, the first choice had to be from the high-ranking female vampires!
Thus, after much selection, the high-ranking Viscount Lorci of another vampire clan located 730 miles southwest of the Vic Clan's Blood Castle was chosen.
Although Lorci was currently only a level-1 elite, she was only 103 years old, and was the best candidate for her clan to advance to level-2.
Thus, once the level-2 Lester and the level-1 elite Lorci were together, the relationship between the two great vampire clans would be greatly improved. When the time came, if they could unite, the strength of the clan would definitely rise to the next level, and they would become the most famous vampire clan in the southwest of Scattered Tower Forest!
Thus, today's banquet was actually a meeting arranged by the two great vampire clans, and these invited nobles were only the background of the banquet hall.
To be honest, Lester was also very against today's banquet.
He had always felt that this was a conspiracy of an opposing elder in the clan.
He had just advanced to level-2, and it was time for him to advance by leaps and bounds. Forcing him to mate with a female vampire at this time and give birth to a pure-blooded descendant would undoubtedly greatly damage his development potential.
At this moment, there were already two to three hundred male and female guests gathered in the banquet hall. They gathered in twos and threes, chatting enthusiastically, and the atmosphere in the hall became more and more lively.
It was also time for the master, Lester, to show himself.
Lester straightened his body and tidied up his appearance. Before he left, he suddenly remembered something.
"Where's the female vampire I brought back?"
"She's already locked up in the blood prison under the manor. Many more people have been assigned to watch over her, so there won't be any problems!" Viscount Entia replied with a smile.
"Mm, keep an eye on her for me. Tomorrow, I want to uncover the mastermind behind her, hmph … "
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