Mystery: The Last Shepherd.

Chapter 632 Writing a Legend for the Black Throne

Chapter 632 Writing a Legend for the Black Throne

In the West District, inside the villa of the Audra family.

"I hereby announce the results of this hunting competition. A young vampire has successfully hunted three followers of the Primal Moon and has automatically won."

In the lavishly decorated hall, Kasimi Odra cleared his throat and addressed everyone present.

"So fast?"

"Impossible! So many vampires have been captured by the Church of the Night, how could someone still manage to..."

Surprised whispers arose as the vampires exchanged bewildered glances. Meanwhile, Baron Russ, who had previously held the upper hand:

Bathory's face was grim, and he remained silent.

All vampires were puzzled: which young and promising talent had managed to withstand the pressure from the Church of the Night and kill three "artificial vampires" in succession with such powerful abilities?

Kasim sighed quietly and said, "It's Emlyn White."

His words immediately caused an uproar.

That strange, obsessed doll-wielding, homebound, and even lost-roaming church of Mother Earth who was captured and forced to become a believer—how could he possibly have accomplished such a feat?

"How could it be him?"

"Lord Kasimi, you're not joking, are you?"

The vampires were noisy and disregarded decorum, frequently glancing at the young vampire sitting on the sofa with an elegant smile.

Ha, didn't expect that, did you?

Emlyn had never received such attention before. Although he maintained a reserved smile on his face, he was secretly overjoyed.

"This is impossible..."

Among this group of vampires, Ruth Bathory was the most unable to accept it. "I don't believe it!"

"How is that impossible?"

Emlyn's smile froze, and he stood up from the sofa in an annoyed manner.

"What I, as a baron, couldn't do, how could you, a low-ranking vampire, possibly accomplish?!"

Ruth Bathory was the first to be captured by the Red Gloves. Not only was he imprisoned underground, but he was also forced to listen to a devout priest preach the Book of Revelation every day. He finally gained his freedom, only to be met with this unbelievable result. It's no wonder he seemed somewhat devastated.

"Cough cough..."

Kasimi Odra cleared his throat; as the host, he had to explain himself in this situation.

"Emlyn White had already become a baron before this. Moreover, the ordinary people present at the time, and the Night Watchers who arrived afterward, can all testify that he indeed killed those artificial vampires single-handedly."

Ruth Bathory seemed even more dismayed upon hearing the news.

"you..."

His hand trembled as he pointed at Emlyn. "You're a baron now? Why didn't you tell us before?!"

"Because I'm not like some people who have such an urgent need to show off."

Seeing the other person's distorted face, Emlyn felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. "Becoming a baron is not something to be proud of, because my goal is on a higher level."

He paused briefly, basking in the gazes of the crowd, before continuing, "Perhaps one day, you will call me Your Excellency the Earl."

Because I am a vampire chosen by the progenitor Lilith, and I have also gained the approval of Mr. Fool.

At this moment, Emlyn White was filled with a sense of satisfaction, a feeling he had never experienced outside of collecting figurines. This feeling also fueled his even stronger desire to continue upgrading.

At Fors' home in Hillston.

"Furthermore, Miss Magician, does the Abraham family have any other enemies?"

Klein continued, suggesting that one Louis Wayne was clearly not enough to demonstrate his sincerity.

"I have indeed heard of them. They also had a disciple named Butis who instigated a major rebellion," Fors recalled what his teacher, Dorian, had told him. "It's said he plundered many valuable items from the family..."

"Ahem, anyway, Mr. World."

She was somewhat frightened, but still said solemnly, "I will convey your goodwill to the Abraham family. However, if they are unwilling to continue communication, I hope you will not pursue them further for Mr. Fool's sake."

"OK."

Klein smiled and agreed.

If all else fails, I can still play the Fool card... The Abraham family should all be suffering from the same Blood Moon curse as Fors. If they knew they could be spared the pain through the Fool, their attitude towards me should change.

He wanted to say that he had finished speaking with Fors, so he glanced at Luze, as if to ask if he wanted to take his leave.

Lu Ze thought for a moment.

"Could you help me write something and then share it?"

"...ah?"

Fors thought he had misheard. "Mr. Temperance, what did you say?"

So Lu Ze looked at her seriously.

"Help me write some articles, and use your influence as a writer to publish them in newspapers and spread them around the world."

"Yes, that's possible. May I ask what kind of topic it is?" Fors quickly responded from a professional perspective, "If the topic is not suitable, no newspaper or magazine may be willing to publish the article."

"It's about my story."

Lu Ze's answer surprised her again.

Mr. [Temperance] actually offered to let me use him to write a story?

Fors found it hard to believe.

I had several stories planned in my mind, and if I wasn't afraid of being troubled by "Restraint," I probably would have finished writing them and published them in the newspaper long ago!

"To be precise, it doesn't matter what your story is like, just don't drag in those cheesy plots," Lu Ze said. "I have one more requirement, which is that your story must highlight an existence, namely my flagship, the Black Throne."

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"You need to emphasize the image of that ship, deeply imprint its existence in the public's mind, to the point that when they hear 'Blood King,' they immediately associate it with the corresponding flagship's appearance."

Lu Ze continued to make demands.

Is it just adding flagship elements...?

Fors considered it in her mind and decided it wasn't too difficult. All she had to do was mention the ship in those key scenes, highlighting its connection to Mr. Temperance.

"No problem."

She was unusually confident for once.

Lu Ze nodded upon seeing this.

"As payment, consider it a favor I owe you."

He expressed his gratitude.

Klein glanced at him, seemingly unintentionally.

So Luze is already spreading his anchor...? That makes sense; his flagship and messenger is an angel, so he'll definitely share relevant information with him. That's good; I don't have to figure out how to tell him anymore.

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