Chapter 162: Follow me, Emma Lewis.
Chapter 162: Follow me, Emma Lewis.
He wore beautiful black high-class robes with beautiful silver trimmings illuminated in the moonlight.
His head was adorned by a black top hat, making him look much more elegant.
He looked at the horizon instead of looking at Emma Lewis.
"I heard that The Ruin showed up again and helped him in the ceremony; that's amazing. What kind of person is he? According to rumors, you know him, and it looks like you had some drinks with him," he said.
She frowned and sighed.
"Well, he's the most talented man I've ever met below the heirs. Maybe he'll be a second The Ruin, or maybe he can reach greater heights," she replied.
Charles looked at her in surprise.
"That's the first time I've heard those words from you dedicated to someone. Is it that surprising? Are the rumors true that you gave up on him?"
"Rumors are just rumors. I haven't given up on him, I simply recognized him as more worthy than me. That's all."
Charles smiled at this and nodded.
"Well, certainly. Standing up in front of those guys to give them a verdict while being so weak takes great guts. I can't think of anyone more worthy than him for the title of Bloody Vampire General. I wonder if I would do the same if I were in his position." He spoke.
Emma Lewis turned slightly to look at him after saying this and frowned.
"If even you wonder that, it means he is more capable than I judged him to be." She replied, and he smiled and looked at her.
"Haha, just because of what I wondered? I'm not as good as you think, Emma Lewis. There's still that crazy woman; she'd be able to stand up to all those guys and slap them even if she had similar power to Matthew. If she said anything about him, it would make me want to go meet him personally." Charles replied.
"Oh, that woman, eh. Who knows what she thinks? But it's strange that you say you're not as good as her; it's not like you."
"Hahaha, no, I'm not saying I'm not as good as her. Maybe in guts, she has more than me, but I think that's all."
Charles Relish disappeared from where he was sitting in the tree and appeared behind Emma Lewis at a speed almost impossible to perceive.
"Emma Lewis, don't think me so good but don't think me so bad either. You know my power, my status, and my abilities. I am on the level of the Great Heirs of History, with the difference that I have received better abilities than them. I am the most likely to walk the true path of a Vampire, and perhaps only that woman can be worthy of being in the same sentence as me."
"That's why I told you, follow me. You cannot enter that place to glimpse the true path of a Vampire, but I can. As long as you follow me and agree to become my subordinate and bloody partner, I will take you there. I will show you what it means to follow the true vampiric path."
Charles Relish raised his hand towards Emma Lewis, urging her to take it.
She only needed to take it to become a subordinate of one of today's most powerful heirs, who holds an incredible status among the heirs.
Emma Lewis looked at him and thought deeply about a few things but then walked and passed him.
"Charles Relish, my answer will always be the same. Just give up. The path I will walk, I will choose on my own." She replied, and Charles sighed.
"I can give you the last token of General Bloody Vampire if you want it."
Emma Lewis stopped after hearing this and looked at him.
"The last token of General Bloody Vampire is in the hands of the Murphys. Do you think you can get it? That woman is not easy, even if she is a student."
"I have my ways."
Both stared at each other momentarily, but Emma started walking again.
"My goal is to get that token, so I'll get it on my own. You should pay more attention to your image; instead of chasing after a little princess like me, you should focus on trying to discover the true path of a vampire. Although the remaining time is long, someone else might get ahead of you; don't underestimate people." She spoke. She walked down the hill, heading back to the army camp.
Charles Relish sighed once more. He looked at the border and noticed large camps of two armies on both sides of a vast plain.
'Hehe, I think I want to have some fun. Let's see what the people in the Academy are capable of right now.' He thought and disappeared without a trace.
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The days at the castle were quite dull for Matt, so as soon as he could, he returned to the Academy once again.
But when he arrived, he was met with a great commotion, which had him as its target.
Many people gathered at the door and greeted him while shouting congratulations.
Even so, they were orderly and did not obstruct his passage; despite that, he found it annoying.
Perhaps it reminded him a little of the scenes in which he was received with joy and happiness by the humans of the earth after completing an important mission.
The same humans who later betrayed him.
Therefore, he acted with indifference towards all this and simply entered his room minutes after arriving.
The whole Academy was still in a frenzy over this, but tomorrow, there would be classes, so everyone slept early.
The following day, Matt got up early and went to find Isla; they went to the classroom together.
Reagan Cooper was here again, teaching various things.
Everywhere Matt went, he attracted attention.
Although Isla Moore's status and popularity were also incredible these days due to her being appointed as a Brigadier General and being the highest-ranking student below Matt when she was hanging out with Matt, most people took her to be Matt's servant.
Despite that, it seemed to be an immensely exalted status to be Matt's servant as countless women approached her, trying to change places.
That included beautiful women from wealthy families.
That's why when they saw them arrive, they immediately caught the attention of the few students, although one of them was in the corner glaring hatefully at Matt.
He ignored him and watched the class until Reagan Cooper ended it and called them into his office.
Matt found it timely, as he wanted to ask him for permission to train with Isla on the Academy's most important training grounds.