Fatherly love and filial piety?

Pale.

Cold and beautiful.

Tall.

A strapless dress clung to her perfect figure, the patterns on it appearing ancient and mysterious. A golden ornament around her neck didn’t look out of place but rather added a unique touch.

Lake stepped forward and hugged Emilia.

Lake and Emilia had initially only had a cooperative relationship, but after she became pregnant, their relationship had become something akin to a family.

Emilia had no intention of marrying.

Lake had no intention of marrying her.

They were both tacitly in agreement about this, maintaining this state for thirteen years.

"How much longer?"

"Ten days."

Lake nodded. In ten days, Emilia’s century would be up, and she would need to fall into slumber, allowing Marcus to awaken and rule for a hundred years.

This meant that…

The plot of "Nightfall Legend" was about to begin.

The timing was perfect. What was this nonsense about a century of sleep, sleeping for a century? When it was time to die, there would be plenty of time to sleep. Emilia ruling continuously was fine too.

However…

After some tender moments.

Lake frowned and asked Emilia, "Where’s David?"

Emilia’s answer was the same as Katherine’s: "He’s at the manor attending a banquet."

Lake’s expression was blank: "Call him back."

If Lake remembered correctly, it seemed that Craven was the one who orchestrated Emilia’s attack and death by werewolves.

Emilia lazily got out of bed: "Not today."

Lake raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

Emilia said, "Today is David’s initiation ceremony into the Death Walkers."

Lake: "…"

Death Walkers.

Warriors among vampires, specifically seeking out werewolves, hunting them down, and annihilating them.

"Why?"

"He likes joining."

"Hmph!"

Lake let out a cold snort: "I think Craven has brainwashed him. Make him come back, immediately."

He had said it almost every year, telling Katherine and David not to get too close to other vampires. Being able to withstand sunlight was one thing, but there were other matters.

For example, they should respect their mother, Emilia, instead of respecting the so-called Vampire Council like other brainwashed vampires.

The most important point.

Your father is still alive, and you’re getting so close to that vampire Craven, calling him ‘Uncle’ this and ‘Uncle’ that. What are you doing, gratuitously acknowledging a brother for your father?

His daughter, Katherine, listened. She had always been quiet and proper, like a well-bred young lady, content to stay in the castle, immersing herself in the ocean of knowledge with those scholarly professors.

As night fell.

David, who was thirteen this year but looked like he was eighteen or nineteen, with a cascade of blonde hair and dressed like a hippie, his brows showing a hint of Lake’s features, finally returned to the castle.

"Mom, why did you call me so urgently…"

David, reeking of alcohol and blood, entered the main hall and was about to speak when his gaze fell upon Lake, who was sitting there, dressed in a suit, holding a glass of Bourbon and sipping it.

The next second.

David frowned: "You’re here."

You?

Heh.

A surge of anger welled up in Lake’s heart, especially when he sensed the strong scent of blood on David, which made him feel an explosive rage.

Emilia no longer needed to drink human blood.

Katherine had felt a sense of disgust towards blood-drinking since she was young.

But David?

Lake looked at Emilia and Katherine: "You two leave first."

Katherine glanced at her brother David with some concern, but she obediently said "okay," got up, and left the main hall.

Emilia frowned.

Lake looked at Emilia. "I’ve always trusted you with his education, but it’s obvious your education has produced this thing."

Now you’re lecturing me at every turn.

What about the future?

Lake suddenly felt that an old saying was absolutely true.

A kind mother raises a delinquent son.

Does David need to drink human blood? No. To put it bluntly, ordinary rich second-generation kids like the thrill of late-night activities, like recreational drugs. David, a vampire rich second-generation kid, also likes late-night thrills.

Lake had discovered this last year, but Emilia said she would look into it. Since Emilia had been the one disciplining their children for years, Lake didn’t say anything.

But this year?

Is this what you call discipline?

Last year, he at least drank blood from the blood bank. This year, he’s gone straight for the kill?

What’s next?

Are you planning to follow other vampires and directly raise a few humans as perpetual blood donors?

Seeing Lake’s expression, Emilia gave David a look, hoping he would understand. She then got up and left the main hall.

She had noticed in recent years that David was increasingly spending time with Craven and others outside the castle.

However, as Emilia was in the midst of her century-long reign, she had many affairs to handle. Furthermore, starting last year, Emilia had begun making arrangements for the period after her slumber. Whenever she spoke to David, he would always nod in agreement without the slightest bit of defiance, only to go his own way after she finished speaking.

Now that Emilia was about to enter her century-long slumber, even if she persuaded Lake now, she wouldn’t be able to persuade him after she fell asleep. Rather than that, it was better to keep an eye on him while she was awake.

At the very least.

As long as she was awake, Lake wouldn’t kill David.

Soon.

Emilia left the main hall.

At this moment, David also sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off. He yawned and turned to walk outside. "I’m sleepy, I’m going to bed."

Lake said coldly, "If you have the guts, try walking out."

David stopped in his tracks, turned, and looked at Lake, who had put down his wine glass and was twirling a coin in his hand. "What do you want now? Are you going to lecture me again?"

A pretty boy human.

David might have respected Lake when he was younger, but ever since he reached around ten years old and came into contact with vampires like Craven, the more time he spent with them, the more David was being assimilated by them.

Humans were merely their food source.

So, at some point, David began to feel a little disgusted with Lake.

What is a rebellious son?

David was precisely that kind.

The biggest reason he drank human blood was to replace the blood flowing in his veins with it.

Lake stood up, one hand in his pocket. "What, you think I don’t have the right to educate you?"

David shook his head and sneered, "Do you think I’m still like when I was a child? Stop joking, I’m afraid you’ll die if I make a move."

Lake looked up at the sky.

Good heavens.

He was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and he was doing it to his own son.

Something was wrong.

Over the years, Lake hadn’t deliberately hidden himself like this here. Although the vampire clan at the foot of the mountain thought he was a pretty boy.

But…

It was just a thought. At the very least, from Lake’s actions, it could be seen that his relationship with Emilia was not a so-called patron and patronized relationship.

It seemed.

The rumor that Lake was a pretty boy had spread. Other vampires were in a state of "believe it or not," half-believing and half-doubting. But only his son David was convinced of this rumor and thought he was just a pretty boy.

This was speechless.

As everyone knows, Lake has always played the invincible style. The "pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger" style simply doesn’t suit him.

Lake came back to his senses. "How many times have I told you, don’t hang out too much with Craven and the others."

David said impatiently, "Enough, my business…"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

David was instantly sent flying out of the main hall. He slammed directly into the angel fountain statue outside the main hall. The fountain statue immediately broke, and David crashed directly into the stone pillar of the plaza outside the main hall.

"Cough cough!"

David got up from the ground, staggering and unable to stand steadily, coughing repeatedly.

How is this possible?

David looked in disbelief at Lake, who was wearing leather shoes, taking off his suit jacket and tossing it aside, unbuttoning his white shirt, then drawing a Seven Wolves from his waist. He walked out of the main hall with a completely expressionless face.

"Boom!"

"Thump!"

"Get back inside."

"…"

Lake said coldly to the female vampires who had run out from the side corridor.

The female vampires shivered and quickly turned to leave.

There was a time.

Lake had a fight with Emilia, and David and Katherine were at the vampire school built for them nearby, so they didn’t know.

But these female vampires did.

At the very least, vampires outside might think Lake was a kept man, but within this castle, these female vampire attendants were very certain that Lake was the master of the castle.

"Get up."

Lake, bare-chested, stretched his neck and roared at David, who was still clutching his chest and squatting on the ground, "Get up!"

David snorted and stood up directly.

Lake said coldly, "Your wings have grown hard, good. If you beat me, I’ll let you fly out. From now on, if you go east, I’ll go east with you. If you lose, I’ll break your limbs and leave you lying in bed to reflect."

How many vampires did I kill back in the day? To the point where your mother had to sleep with me to calm my rage.

You little brat.

David gasped for air.

The next second.

His fangs instantly appeared, and with a bang, he charged at Lake like an afterimage.

Boom!

Bang!

Lake threw out a punch, the immense force hitting David’s fist directly. After a sonic boom, Lake shifted his weight down, cracking the bluestone slabs beneath his feet.

David was sent flying again.

Lake moved his right foot up, and with a bang, grabbed David’s arm with his right hand, like a dragon’s claw, and pulled him over.

Boom!

Knee strike!

Side kick!

"Ah!"

David’s eyes widened, and he let out a scream. With a rumble, he crashed into the stone wall.

Lake appeared directly in front of David.

If I say I’ll break his limbs, I’ll break his limbs. If I let him grow this crooked, sooner or later, I feel like I’ll be a tiger eating its cubs.

With a whoosh.

Emilia appeared in front of David as if teleporting.

"That’s enough!"

"…"