Immortal Royal Family VS Immortal Royal Family

Emilia’s takeover of the VAM Consortium went smoothly.

Actually…

There wasn’t really a takeover. For the past century, it had been Emilia’s era of rule. Although Emilia had begun transferring her authority twenty-odd days ago, Marcus’s second-in-command, Catalan, had already submitted. It was like passing something from one hand to the other. Similarly, Emilia’s takeover process was incredibly simple.

And the script of events was already clearly written.

The traitor Craven had conspired with the Werewolf Progenitor, Lucian. Because of this, Lucian hadn’t died over the past century, secretly accumulating strength. Finally, Lucian had breached Viktor’s manor.

After that…

When Lucian led the werewolf army in a fierce assault on Emilia’s ancient castle, intending to annihilate the Vampire Council in one fell swoop, six Vampire Council members were accidentally killed. Afterward, under Emilia’s leadership, Lucian was finally completely slain, his very ashes scattered.

This was the truth of the matter.

Perhaps this was the truth known and understood by the vampires across Europe who were affiliated with the VAM Consortium.

A few lucky vampires who had escaped from Viktor’s manor also came forward, providing excellent evidence to corroborate this account. On the day of the incident, Craven had taken most of the Death Walkers out of the manor, causing the manor to not receive any alerts the moment Lucian led the werewolf army to attack.

Therefore.

After these remaining thirty-two Vampire Council members left the ancient castle, there was a slight stir across all regions of the VAM Consortium. After all, some of these vampires were from Viktor’s faction, and some were from Marcus’s faction. With only Emilia left, it was difficult to make these people submit.

But soon.

Emilia possessed a wondrous artifact, something that could grant the VAM vampires the same abilities as the Twilight vampires in Italy.

It was even more perfect than those Twilight vampires who turned into diamonds under the sun.

And those thirty-two Vampire Council members who no longer feared sunlight were the best proof. At the same time, it indicated that Emilia’s artifact would grant the ten individuals who contributed the most to the vampire race every ten years.

For a time.

All branches of the VAM Consortium changed allegiance. The vampires voted with their feet, using this action to express their loyalty to their newly appointed Queen, Emilia.

They would have liked to offer their heart’s blood, but with so many vampires, not just any vampire was qualified to meet Emilia, and Emilia didn’t have the leisure to meet them.

Lake also didn’t have the time.

He had fulfilled his promise; he had conquered the territory. Whether Emilia could hold onto it was her own affair.

So…

These past few days, Emilia had been busy forging a brand new Death Walker, one that was even more powerful and unafraid of sunlight. Selena would be the leader of this Death Walker.

Lake, meanwhile, was wandering through Budapest with his little cotton-padded jacket, Katherine.

"Ah!"

Little Cotton-padded Jacket raised her delicate face, enjoying the feeling of walking under the sun, and said to Lake, "Daddy, I finally don’t feel that exceptionally foul scent here anymore."

That was the scent of werewolves.

It was the most unbearable smell for vampires, even more so than the scent of humans. But now, Lucian had completely exhausted his werewolf army, and he himself had been utterly annihilated.

Lake said to his little cotton-padded jacket, "In a while, the restrictions on you will also be lifted. Haven’t you always wanted to play in a human school? Emilia will acquire a high school through the VAM Consortium at an appropriate time, to serve as your playground."

Katherine nodded, then pouted, "Why is it still called the VAM Consortium?"

V, Viktor, was already dead.

M, Marcus, was also completely dead.

Only A was left. Even though it had become a thing of the past, why hadn’t the name been changed?

Katherine blinked her big eyes and looked up at Lake, "Daddy, the Volturri family in Italy calls themselves the Immortal Royal Family. Shouldn’t our family also change its name? Otherwise, I always feel like we’re being looked down upon by them."

Lake said, "Alright, then what do you think we should rename it?"

Katherine tapped her chin with her finger, thought for a moment, and then her eyes lit up, "Immortality!"

Lake raised an eyebrow.

Eternal life?

Immortality?

Katherine said, "The Volturri claim to be the Immortal Royal Family. Since Daddy is so powerful, our family should be called the Immortal Royal Family. Besides, Mommy is the Queen."

Immortal Royal Family.

Immortal Royal Family.

Lake said, "What’s the difference between those two?"

Whether you say "Immortal Royal Family" in English or "Immortal Royal Family," it means the same thing. Immortal royal family. That’s how it’s translated.

Katherine said, "Daddy, the Immortal Royal Family is in Italy, so naturally, it’s spoken in Italian. We are in Hungary, so the Immortal Royal Family should be spoken in Hungarian. Even if the VAM headquarters is in Paris, it’s still different in French. Different languages, different translations."

Immortal Royal Family, in Italian, Famiglia reale immortale!

Immortal Royal Family, in Hungarian, Halhatatlan királyi család!

Indeed.

Trash English, it can’t perfectly translate the meaning conveyed in different cultures.

Lake himself recited a few phrases in Italian and Hungarian, then, seeing his little cotton-padded jacket’s expectant expression, he smiled and relented, "Alright, you can go ask Emilia. In principle, I agree."

The land is a gift.

Before, I couldn’t say anything out of pride, but once I fully took over, I’d use up all the remaining four hundred-plus draws from the first stage of the US Dollar lottery at once.

Lake acted decisively, without hesitation. He didn’t directly agree with his Little Cotton-padded Jacket’s suggestion, only expressing his support. Whether to change it, and how to change it, was entirely up to Emilia.

A hint of joy appeared on Katherine’s face as she happily sipped her drink through a straw.

"Great."

Now that Mom had become Queen and changed her name, she was the eldest daughter of the Immortal Royal Family. At that time, she wanted to see what Jane from the Immortal Royal Family’s expression would be the next time they met.

Katherine thought this to herself.

Jane, a member of the Italian Volturri Immortal Royal Family, possessed a peculiar ability: she could inflict unbearable pain on people, causing them to become instantly weak and powerless.

Twilight vampires all had their own special abilities.

However…

Katherine didn’t envy them at all, because the Twilight vampires’ peculiar abilities could only be used on other species. Although they were different branches, the Night vampires, who were a branch of vampires, were immune to this ability.

When it came to fighting?

Night vampires had never been afraid of anyone.

Twilight vampires were fast and strong, but so what? The Night vampires had fought with the Twilight vampires before, otherwise, the two sides wouldn’t be so peaceful.

This Jane was the representative from the Volturri Immortal Royal Family, responsible for coordinating affairs between the two major vampire species. Simply put, she was the diplomat for the Volturri Immortal Royal Family.

Yesterday, Jane had come over. After all, when such a major event occurred in the neighbor’s house, it was necessary to express some greetings and concern, and also to assess the casualties to see if they could be directly annexed.

Unfortunately, Jane was disappointed.

And after Emilia was promoted to Queen and even obtained a treasure that made her no longer afraid of sunlight, the Volturri Immortal Royal Family suppressed their restlessness.

Although the Night vampires suffered heavy losses in the great war, the werewolf race, which could directly threaten them, had been completely wiped out. Even if there were any left, they would not be a threat. After the loss of the Werewolf Progenitor, Lucian, no werewolf would ever become as powerful a threat to vampires as Lucian had been.

Even…

After Viktor and Marcus both passed away, Emilia, who had completely consolidated power, and even the Night vampires, who now only obeyed one person, saw their strength increase rather than decrease.

It was important to note that the structure of the Volturri Immortal Royal Family was similar to the previous structure of the Night vampires, with three elders presiding over the royal family.

But now.

Emilia had consolidated power, with authority vested in one person. The Volturri still had their three elders: Aro, Marcus, and Caius.

Yes.

The other side also had a Marcus.

However, the Marcus on the other side was different from the Marcus on this side; they were two different vampires.

The Marcus on Emilia’s side was the first known vampire, while the Marcus on the other side was different. The Marcus on the other side had been bitten and transformed, and he was gay, deeply in love with Aro, who had converted him.

In short.

The relationships between the sexes among the vampires on this side were relatively normal, while the relationships between the sexes on the Twilight side were simply chaotic and unsightly.

A coffee shop in the afternoon.

After Little Cotton-padded Jacket got tired from shopping, Lake came to the coffee shop he frequented.

The waiters there had known Lake for a long time.

Without Lake having to say anything, they knew he wanted Bourbon. After all, he came every year, and it was rare for someone to come to a coffee shop and order Bourbon every year.

Little Cotton-padded Jacket, Katherine, was different. She used to come down the mountain too, but rarely. Moreover, most of the shops in the city would be closed at night, and Lake and Emilia, adhering to their agreement, would not take them out during the day.

"One latte."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The waiter said with a smile and turned towards the counter.

In the coffee shop, there were scattered locals and tourists. During their afternoon break, they were chatting in twos and threes.

However, this time, whether it was the tourists or the locals, the topic of conversation still revolved around Viktor Manor, which had been turned into ruins a few days ago and was now sealed off by the authorities.

Not far away.

A local resident, clearly impatient, said to another person who had spoken, "It’s been so long, and you’re still talking about it. When will it end?"

The local resident who spoke was not annoyed. He said mysteriously, "What if I told you that the authorities weren’t the main force sealing the scene? Or, the authorities were just providing support? I heard that the case was handled by a group of mysterious people wearing black suits and black sunglasses."