Chapter 215 - The Gathering of the Infantes

“Caw, caw!”

Several crows were on the branches of the dead old trees, making hoarse noises. They flew to the corpse on the ground the next moment, tore a piece of bloody carrion down with its beak and sent the carrion to its stomach.

Their eyes were infinitely scarlet. They looked far away, through the dark forest, at the huge ancient castle. So big, the castle was just like a city.

It stood at the top of the mountain with its peak surrounded by a lot of clouds. The surrounding air was gloomy with murky grey, so was the sky, as if the doomsday were coming.

On a throne in the castle sat a beautiful woman. Dressed in red like fire and blood, she shook the red wine cup in her hand. But what in the cup was not red wine but blood.

She took a sip of the blood from the cup and smiled with satisfaction. Coupled with her beautiful face and misted eyes, it seemed that she could turn the whole world upside down with a single glance.

“You’re back?” She suddenly opened her red lips, asking lazily.

“Hehe, you’re still so leisurely.”

Under the throne, two figures came from outside the hall. One of them, a woman in a black evening dress, sulked ironically.

“Don’t be angry, Annie. Nattiavelle has helped too. It’s just that her speed, compared with us, was…” A man in a tuxedo replied with a smile.

“Barnard, are you on my side or hers?” Annie asked angrily.

“Of course yours. But there’s no need to injure our harmony. Don’t be angry. Would you like some blood? Let me take some for you and I make sure it’s fresh.” Barnard grinned.

“Humph!”

With a snort, Annie walked to the throne on the other side and sat down. Barnard made an embarrassing smile, trotted to the throne beside her and sat down.

“Stop being angry. How about I give you a rose?”

“Do you want more human pets? I’ll catch one for you. Don’t be angry anymore.”

“What would do like to eat? I can bring it to you now. Forgive me.”

…

Barnard had been flattering Annie without a stop ever since he sat down on the throne. But Annie refused to respond to him.

Nattiavelle became speechless at that, smacking her lips and saying, “Don’t go too far. This’s a place for business, not for an ambiguous relationship.”

“Ambiguous relationship with him?! If you want to fight, I don’t mind starting now!” Annie got out of the throne with rage.

“No, Annie, you’re a noble lady! Don’t be angry, don’t.” Barnard forced a smile and pulled Annie back.

“What is the relationship between you two? It’s not like a romantic one, but a master-servant one.”

“I can’t figure it out.”

“They’re still the same old after hundreds of years.”

The other Infantes on the nearby thrones also got speechless to see this scene. The relationship between the two was still puzzling.

“Why? Do you have any objections?” Annie frowned and replied impatiently.

“No. But in this case, it’s more important to do business first.”

It was Augustus who spoke. He was notoriously cruel and unreasonable among the Infantes. But he tried not to provoke the Annie and Barnard.

After all, if Anne was provoked, so would Barnard indirectly. Though the third Infante, Augustus was unable to match the joining hands of the fifth one and sixth one.

Generally speaking, Infantes were all very proud and few of them would join hands together. But Annie and Barnard were different. Although they were both proud, Annie had no objection to being helped by Barnard.

Barnard, on the other hand, also liked to be the first to stand in front of Annie while fighting. For hundreds of years, the Infantes had never seen them fight alone.

However, they were not lovers, but like master and servant.

And after such a long time, they had already developed a special connection of the soul. They were a terrible, elusive and strange combination.

“Clatter, clatter…”

Outside the main hall, there was a clear and powerful sound of footsteps. Heavier and heavier, these steps seemed to have stamped on everyone’s mind.

Hearing the footsteps, Nattiavelle rose from the throne immediately and looked out of the hall with a smile on her face. After a careful confirmation, she said amiably, “Field, here you are at last!”

But Field ignored her and went straight toward the throne next to her indifferently.

Not discouraged, Nattiavelle followed him all the way and asked, “Field, why don’t you talk?”

But Field’s face still didn’t change. He ignored the extremely beautiful woman beside him, keeping on moving.

Nattiavelle caught up with him and asked again, “Field, would you like something to eat?”

He still ignored her. She, once again, caught up and said in a coquettish way, “Field, speak please.”

“How’s it going these days?”

“Your strength seems to have increased again. So powerful!”

“I found that human beings have a very interesting thing recently. Do you want to have a see?”

…

Field walked slowly all the way, and Nattiavelle trotted after him. But no matter how coquettish she was to ingratiate herself, the handsome man still refused to respond to her.

“Field…” Nattiavelle pouted, looking upset.

But at this point, Field stopped. When the man in the white knight costume stared at her, she immediately felt her face burned.

“Fei… Field, you look at me this way, and I will… My God…” Nattiavelle was very excited. She whispered while touching her blushing face.

“Don’t stand in my way.”

“What…?”

However, Field pushed her away directly, walked to Annie and Barnard behind her, and stared at the two quietly.

“What’s up?” Annie asked in disdain. No matter who she was facing, she would never be afraid.

“Two fools. After so many years, you’re still unclear. Barnard is stupid, and so are you?” Field responded coldly.

“What are you talking about?!” Annie released a lot of blood light at once, and a blood magic circle emerged in her hand.

Seeing that, Barnard immediately rushed up to stop her, saying, “Don’t be angry. Let me talk to him.”

Then, he turned back and uttered with a somewhat dazed look, “Temporarily… In a word, this is the result I can accept. Maybe it will change in the future, but now, I’m not ready.”

“Time doesn’t wait for people. Even if you have countless years, you can’t still bear it. You never know what’s going to happen in the future. It’s important to cherish every day.”

Field left this sentence and went straight to his throne.

“What do you want to say exactly?” Annie frowned and asked angrily.

Barnard put away all the negative emotions, turned back and smiled, “Nothing. Don’t be angry. It’s time to get down to business. Let’s sit down.”

Then, he pushed Annie back to the throne and waited quietly.

Nattiavelle was also confused. She went back to the throne with her mind lost, saying, “Since everyone is here, let’s start. Report the situation from the twelfth.”

“Herman’s sneaking into the East is relatively smooth, and he is exploring various places of interest.” Adolf, the twelfth Infante, reported.

“There’s nothing unusual about my mission,” said Wyat, the tenth Infante.

“Some of my men have died, but the Blood Demonic Ball was retracted.” Mungo, the ninth Infante, reported.

The position of the eighth Infante was empty, just like those of the thirteenth Infante and the eleventh Infante who had left.

Nicolas, the seventh Infante, at this time, stood up and uttered, “When I went to check, he was already dead in the hands of some unknown strong man, failing to leave Asia smoothly.”

“The mysterious oriental cultivators again? This kind of force is too strange. It can’t be underestimated!” Lambert, the fourth Infante, frowned.

Then he scratched his head and said lazily, “The man I arranged was killed by a hunter group too. But fortunately, the Blood Demonic Ball was not robbed away.”

“Annie’s men and mine also died in the hands of that hunter group. The Blood Demonic Ball was retracted. But I didn’t find out the Demonic Crystal that George got.” Barnard looked dignified.

“Thump!”

Augustus clapped the armrest angrily and said, “Damn it! I’ve long suspected that this guy might have hidden the Demonic Crystal. I thought I could get it back, but it’s late now! Who killed him?”

“That hunter group too. It seems that it was their leader who killed George.” Nattiavelle covered half of her face with a red fan and whispered.

Then she looked at all the Infantes, saying, “My servant beast was also killed by that group, so were my men. They didn’t escape the fate of death. But fortunately, the Blood Demonic Ball was retracted.”

“Your subordinates were killed like this by the same hunter group? Interesting. What’s the name of the group?” Field was interested.

“The Blood Moon Hunters. It seems that it’s composed of human talents, even including the oriental cultivators.” Annie replied.

“Oh? It seems that I should go out and take action, too.” Field chuckled.

“You’ll definitely do that.” Barnard laughed.

Hearing that, Field put away his smile and looked at Barnard quietly.

Barnard stood up, saying with his lips raised, “Do you know how George was battered before he died?”

“What? Come on, don’t waste time.” Lambert urged.

“Break Heaven Fist, Meteorite Kick, Kick of the Universe, and Primordial Palm!” Barnard said these moves slowly.

“What?!”

These words shocked them as much as the meteorite hitting the earth. A man’s shadow appeared in all the Infantes’ minds at the same time.

He, bathed in golden light, broke the sky with his fist, like a God of War from the ancient oriental world. He killed two Infantes and fought against Dracula with his own strength.

In the end, Dracula was even forced to show his final form by the man. One of his roars could kill all the Blood Slaves. They would never forget the man.

Both the western human beings and vampires regarded him as a real God of War. Wang Xuanming, this man wouldn’t be surpassed and couldn’t be perceived with common sense.

“Why? Who is it?!” Augustus couldn’t believe it. The shadow of that man was still lingering in his mind.

“As you know, he had a child who escaped twelve years ago.” Barnard cautioned.

“You mean, that kid came back?!” Nicolas exclaimed.

“Yes, I saw Wang Xuanming’s shadow in the child’s eyes. After his escape, he seemed to have gone to the East for cultivation, and now he should be back,” sighed Annie.

“Hahahaha!”

Only Field burst out laughing at this time. Everyone was confused, but he didn’t explain.

After a long time, he just stopped laughing and looked into the distance, saying to myself, “Wang Bugui, you’re finally back! I’m looking forward to seeing you again. I hope you won’t let me down!”