My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Chapter 279: This Game Is Wait To Win

Helena teleported mid stride, feeling the displacement brief but familiar. She appeared in the middle of a vast chamber hidden deep beneath the city, a place few knew existed.

She'd needed a place to stash the Necromancer and had chosen this place.

Her boots echoed loudly off the floor of the room, the darkness blanketing everywhere made the space feel oppressive.

"Necromancer." She called out, her voice ringing through the darkness. Her words echoed back to her before the sound faded into silence.

For a moment, nothing happened, but then, from the far corner of the room, the shadows shifted, and the Necromancer walked out. His skin was pale even for a vampire, looking sickly as what little light there was, illuminated him.

He walked slowly, his boots echoing ominously and his eyes spinning slowly like a predator stalking prey. He was dressed in his usual black robes, his gaunt figure giving him the appearance of a living corpse.

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"Spare me the theatrics." Helena said as he walked closer. "We have something to discuss."

"What do yo-" The Necromancer started, his voice a chilling rasp before devolving into a hacking cough. Helena waited patiently for him to calm down before continuing as if nothing had happened.

"What do you want, Helena?" He asked, his voice low and disinterested. This time, he'd ditched the rasp.

Helena raised a brow at him. Was he really going to plow through what just happened?

He looked at her with a detached, almost bored expression. "I'm no longer interested in your plan. With what's happened in Southside, Ezra will keep himself hidden. There's no way he's going to expose himself now."

"And?" Helena crossed her arms.

"And my time is better served waiting. He'll surface somewhere one day. And I'll be there to catch him." The Necromancer began to turn, his movements languid as if he had already dismissed her presence.

Helena narrowed her eyes. She couldn't let him leave, not yet. "I know where he's going to be." She said, projecting her voice. She'd cast her rod, complete with bait. There was no way it wouldn't yield a fish.

The Necromancer paused mid-step. Slowly, he turned back to face her, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Prove it." He said.

Helena smirked, stepping closer, her movements calculated and slow. "Take a good sniff." She said softly, her confidence plain to see in her posture. "Tell me who you smell on me."

The Necromancer tilted his head slightly, curiosity piqued. He took a long, deep breath through his nose, inhaling the scents that clung to her. He frowned in thought before his eyes widened slightly, and he blinked in surprise. "Ezra." He whispered, almost as if he couldn't believe it. "Fresh scent of Ezra. That means…"

Helena's smirk grew as she saw the realization wash over him. "I've been in close contact with him." She said, her tone dripping with satisfaction. "He trusts me now. I know where he's going to be. That means I can give him to you."

The Necromancer's gaze sharpened, and for the first time in the conversation, he seemed fully engaged. "Where did you meet him?" he demanded, his voice more urgent now.

Bingo. She'd caught the fish, nice and easy.

She took a step back, her smirk fading into something colder, more calculating. "Not so fast, soldier." She said, holding his gaze. "You'll get what you want, but on my terms. Wait for my instructions. I'll let you know when and where to strike."

The Necromancer's eyes narrowed in frustration, but he knew better than to push her. He knew what he had sniffed out. Helena was now much more valuable than she'd previously been, and he couldn't afford to lose her cooperation. She was the only vampire in the city who had taken him closest to Ezra Matten.

His bony fingers twitched as if eager to attack and claim her as one of his minions, but he restrained himself. He wouldn't be able to catch her off guard. "Very well." He said, his voice a low growl. "But don't keep me waiting long."

Helena nodded once, satisfied with his compliance. Without another word, she turned on her heel and teleported to the T-Max building.

She walked into her office and closed the door behind her, a small smile on her face. Everything was falling into place.

No sooner had she sat down at her desk than the door opened, and Lilith entered swiftly, her expression tense. Helena raised an eyebrow, watching as she approached her desk.

"Captain." Lilith began, giving a crisp salute. "Yuri sent a message. She wants to meet with you."

Helena leaned back in her chair, a slight smirk curling her lips. "Of course she does." She muttered, tapping her fingers lightly on the desk. "Ignore it."

Lilith blinked, surprised by the casual dismissal. "You don't want to meet her? She's—"

Helena waved her hand dismissively. "There's no need. We don't have to do anything, and we'll be the winners in the end."

Lilith frowned slightly but stayed quiet, watching Helena. She was no stranger to Helena's approach, always strategic, never rushing. But ignoring a message from someone like Yuri felt dangerous. Who knew what would happen at the end of the war?

Helena leaned forward, resting her elbows on the desk, her voice dropping to a lower, more conspiratorial tone.

"You see, Lilith, when this all blows over, we'll be the ones with the greater reward. Yuri is desperate. She's on the run, and she's reaching out because she's losing control. If we stay out of this, we won't get caught in the crossfire. The less we do, the more we win."

Lilith nodded slowly, absorbing her words. "I understand."

Helena eyed her for a moment, then shifted gears. "Have you been able to find out where Yuri is hiding?"

Lilith shook her head, her tone more hesitant. "No, I haven't been able to locate her yet. She's keeping a low profile, probably moving constantly."

Helena drummed her fingers again, her gaze narrowing as she thought it over. "That's fine." She said after a moment, even though her tone suggested otherwise.

Lilith hesitated before asking the question that had been on her mind. "Captain... if we're sitting this one out, why do you want to know where Yuri is hiding?"

Helena chuckled in amusement. She leaned back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest. "It's better to have the information, Lilith. It makes things easier for me."

Lilith frowned slightly. "Easier?"

Helena nodded. "Easier for me to slip that information to the right people. Let someone else do the dirty work for me. If I know where Yuri is, I can ensure that a player is eliminated without having to lift a finger. It's about playing the long game. And in this game, the fewer risks we take, the more rewards we gain."

Lilith nodded again, finally understanding Helena's plan. She already had plans for Yuri not surviving the war. She was content to watch everyone move around, carefully positioning herself until the perfect moment to strike, or let someone else strike for her.

"I see." Lilith said quietly. "So, we wait."

Helena's smile deepened, her eyes glinting with quiet confidence. "Exactly. We wait, and when the time is right, we win."