You Are My Dog

This is entirely possible.

After all, this is like having a child late in life. Emilia’s indulgence of that rebellious son was evident in her daily behavior.

Emilia was stunned.

"You’re going to make a move on Viktor and Marcus?"

"No, no."

"What?"

"I have no interest in making a move myself. If I did, would you still be able to hold onto your position as Elder?"

"Then what do you mean?"

The Vampire lineage is passed down through blood. Since there are three Great Elders, there are three factions of vampires: those converted by Emilia, those converted by Marcus, and those converted by Viktor.

These converted vampires then go out to feed and convert others.

The three Great Elders are the source.

The vampires of Emilia’s line are loyal to her. Even after it was revealed that Emilia had plotted to kill the other two elders, Marcus’s and Viktor’s lineages had their own interpretations.

Therefore.

Emilia or Lake cannot be the one to make a move.

After speaking, Emilia seemed to recall something: "Craven."

Lake was about to nod.

Emilia frowned, "Craven is just an idiot."

Perhaps Craven thought his actions were clever, but in Emilia’s eyes, he was like a clown covering his ears while stealing a bell, jumping around thinking no one knew.

Although humans use various laws as a fig leaf, they cannot change the fact that human order is also based on strength.

This is even more true among vampires.

No matter how much you jump around, what’s the use of this conspiracy without the strength to support it?

Just like when Lake entered the room and asked Craven to sit down.

No matter how eloquent Craven was, what good was it in the face of absolute strength?

Lake smiled slightly, "But Lucian isn’t an idiot."

Emilia frowned, "Lucian, isn’t he dead?"

Lake laughed heartily and looked at Emilia, "See, you didn’t know that. Alright, you’ve worked hard all these years with your daughter. I’ll win this empire for you, and you just have to sit on it."

MMP.

No one would dare say Lake was living off his woman now.

Sitting on an empire, Lake couldn’t do it.

But conquering an empire?

Conquering an empire is a technical skill, but in reality, conquering an empire relies on a pair of fists.

As it happens.

Lake’s specialty is this kind of simple and brutal work.

If they want to play dirty.

If playing dirty doesn’t work, then they’ll just go in head-on. Either way, if it comes down to it, the worst that can happen is killing all the vampires from Marcus’s and Viktor’s lineages.

He stood up.

Lake directly picked up the weightless Emilia and walked towards the bedroom. With one step, he was instantly two meters away.

Emilia: "…"

Meanwhile, Craven, who had descended the mountain.

Returning to Viktor’s manor, the still shaken Craven heard another piece of news that made him feel very uneasy.

The Death Walkers and the Werewolves had openly engaged in battle in front of humans.

This…

Craven immediately summoned Lucian, ordering him to meet him.

Upon receiving the call, Lucian licked his lips, glanced at Michael Corvin, who was bound by his limbs to the examination table, and then said to his werewolf scientist, "I’m going out for a bit. After you’re done with him, remember to kill him."

This guy had overheard their secret plans. Why keep him alive instead of killing him?

Soon.

Lucian and Craven met at an agreed-upon location.

BOOM!

Craven immediately attacked Lucian, suppressing his anger, "Engaging in open combat with Death Walkers and pursuing humans was not something we agreed upon. Shit, you should have opened a shop as a cover."

Whether it’s the vampires from the Night world or the vampires from the Twilight world.

Even…

As long as they were beings of the supernatural world, they all adhered to one fundamental principle: the supernatural is the supernatural, and humans are humans. Never reveal yourselves in front of humans.

This was especially true for vampires.

No matter the skin color of the vampire, after all, they had learned their lesson. The state of the Vatican was all thanks to the pampering of the vampires.

Lucian let out a scoff.

Opening a shop?

Where’s the money?

Do you think I’m like you vampires who are loaded with wealth?

And also…

In any cooperation, I’m the one who holds the initiative.

Seemingly enlightened by Lake, Lucian, who hadn’t indulged Craven, who had increasingly felt he was the boss over the years, directly grabbed Craven by the throat and bared his fangs. "Calm down, Craven. Humans have nothing to do with you. And remember, in our relationship, I am the true boss."

Craven, with his fate in Lucian’s grasp, took a deep breath.

Lucian released his arm from Craven’s throat and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He looked at Craven expressionlessly. "The day after tomorrow, I’m going to flatten Viktor’s manor and tear Viktor and Marcus apart with my own hands. Make the arrangements."

"What?"

Craven was shocked. "We agreed to kill Emilia first. During the awakening ritual, Emilia will be at her weakest."

Lucian looked at Craven expressionlessly. "I said I’m going to kill Viktor and Marcus first. This isn’t a negotiation, Craven. Don’t forget how you got your current position."

It was by feeding you with my own flesh and blood that you were able to rise to power.

You are nothing but my dog.

Craven’s eyes flickered. "This is not what we planned. The night of awakening is imminent, and I don’t have the ability to drive those people away."

Lucian bared his fangs. "Beneath Viktor’s manor, there’s a secret passage that connects to various places. Give me the key to the passage. I want it by tomorrow night. Otherwise, I’ll tell Emilia how you rose to power, and what you’re plotting."

Craven took a deep breath internally, his face darkening as he looked at Lucian. "You won’t."

Lucian laughed heartily, clapping Craven’s face with a slap, slap, slap. "Try me. See if I dare. Remember, you are my dog. I decide what you do. I gave you your current status, and I can also make you lose everything. Remember, by tomorrow night, I want the key. Only after I kill Viktor and Marcus will I help you."

After speaking.

Lucian directly pushed open the car door, got out, and led the strongest werewolves he brought with him into the darkness.

Craven, still in the car, gritted his teeth so hard they audibly creaked.

What ambition could he have? His ambition was simple: were kings and generals born, or could anyone become one? Viktor, Marcus, and Emilia had been acting high and mighty for too long as the three elders. Craven, on the other hand, diligently handled the day-to-day affairs of the vampire clan. Why shouldn’t he be the fourth elder, or even the sole elder of the vampire clan?

But…

Craven’s eyes gleamed with ferocity. Thinking of Lucian’s contemptuous and threatening words just now, like a venomous snake, he bared his sharp fangs and let out a guttural roar.

Since you’ve broken the covenant, then, go to hell.

Craven rolled down the window and roared at his guards. "Return to the manor!"

This time tomorrow will be your death day!

Craven’s rage towards Lucian surged, becoming uncontrollable.

At Viktor’s manor.

Craven walked in, and a beautiful vampire, no less stunning than Selena, approached him.

Erica drew near to Craven. "Selena is back."

Craven took a deep breath. "Where?"

"The study!"

"…"

Erica watched Craven’s retreating back as he headed straight for the study on the second floor, opening her mouth. If Selena’s beauty was of the cold and elegant type, then Erica’s beauty was of the blooming type.

Unfortunately.

Erica was a vampire not even a hundred years old. In the vampire society where age was counted in centuries, Erica had not established her social status. Therefore, she had taken a liking to Craven, who lived under the same roof as her and was currently the second-in-command of the vampires. She wanted to establish her own social status through Craven.

In the study.

As Craven walked in, he immediately saw Selena trying to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"It’s none of your business."

Craven grabbed Selena’s wrist with a swift movement. Filled with the anger from Lake’s imposing aura and being called a dog by Lucian, Craven’s rage erupted. "You disobeyed my orders and left all night. Don’t forget, you live in my house and receive my protection."

Selena looked at Craven calmly. "Your house? As far as I know, this is still Viktor’s manor."

Blatant ambition.

After Lake and Katherine left, Selena and Lucian, who had calmed down and had a heart-to-heart talk, parted ways. It was Selena who told Lucian about the underground tunnel beneath Viktor’s manor, and the two had also devised a plan.

After that!

Selena went to a place, a place recognized by all vampires as a place of exile for an elder vampire who had violated some decree and was confined to a cave library.

There, Selena obtained everything she wanted from the vampire historian, who had lived through countless years since the battle of the three elders.

If Lake had deceived her, then, after confirming it with the vampire historian, Selena drank the vampire historian’s blood and received memories of her entire family being killed, and then Viktor adopting her and saying he would train her to be a Death Walker. At that point, Selena’s hatred for Viktor was no less than her hatred for Lucian.

When Selena returned, she pretended to know nothing.

No, that wasn’t quite right.

Or rather, she pretended to know certain things.

Selena needed a plausible excuse to awaken Viktor and Marcus, which would increase Lucian’s chances of killing them.

The awakening ritual was not as simple as just waking Viktor or Marcus.

It was also a way to use their bloodline so that when Viktor or Marcus were awakened, they would clearly know the stories that had unfolded over the past century and could also quickly recover their strength.

Simply put.

It prevented Viktor and Marcus from being out of touch with society after they woke up.

It was that simple.

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