Chapter 1 The Curtain Falls

At nearly midnight, the night sky had long since drawn its curtain.

Lichtenstein Castle and the surrounding mountains were shrouded in a thick fog and the shadows of the moonlight.

The main hall of the base level.

The chill of late autumn tried to penetrate the castle's thick stone walls, but it was all turned back by the warmth of the fireplace. Everyone in the banquet hall was enveloped in a warm and lively atmosphere.

At the far end of the banquet table, near the entrance to the chapel, Count Palocas stood alone and aloof. His unique sense of oppression made the surrounding air heavy.

"..."

The other party clearly knew he was coming, yet still acted as if he had never been taken seriously.

A sense of doubt, a sense of frustration, and a feeling of being mocked for shadowboxing made Count Palocas laugh self-deprecatingly.

He had never seen such an arrogant lower being.

But it was interesting.

Clearly, not everyone at the banquet table was as elegant and composed as the black-haired, green-eyed man at the head.

The better actors were the cool youth with graying hair and sunglasses, and the gray-haired, red-dressed female demon with a charming smile. They both seemed genuinely unafraid.

Others revealed their nervousness to varying degrees through subtle movements. The uneven acting exposed the bluff of this group of humans.

"Why do you look so serious?"

Lange raised his glass and smiled as he inquired of Count Palocas, the uninvited guest.

He didn't intend to blame Count Pacalos for intruding on their dinner without permission.

"One of my precious thralls died here. Are you aware of this?"

Count Palocas was in no hurry to take Lange's head. He simply questioned Lange as if interrogating a subject.

He had plenty of time to deal with this most interesting little bug tonight.

"She had a momentary lapse and chose to commit suicide. I also express my regret for this."

Lange's eyebrows drooped slightly, as if he were remembering the face and smile of the Saintess of Destruction.

He had failed to save that misguided student.

Lange knew that his personality might be considered too saintly by some.

But Lange didn't mind. Kindness was a thorny path, and malice, even good intentions, could bring harm.

"..."

Hiberia stole a glance at Lange, afraid to speak!

She felt that this guy was definitely thinking about something inhumane. He really wasn't afraid of being struck by lightning.

Count Palocas smiled and jokingly asked Lange:

"Is that so? Then could you all also commit suicide?"

Palocas was silently calculating in his heart that for every word Lange said, he would make the human beg for mercy even louder tonight.

Lange was slightly silent, as if he had encountered a very serious problem.

After a moment, he spoke again:

"Inciting, coercing, or inducing others to commit suicide is a criminal act, constituting intentional homicide or intentional injury, Count Palocas?"

Lange was still sitting like that, looking languid, but completely different from before.

"Don't you understand? In the Honing Empire today, vampires are the law itself. The human laws you speak of are merely the rules of the game that you worms need to abide by."

Count Palocas thought this human was really interesting, mad in just the right way.

It was as childish and ridiculous as a child clamoring to tell an adult.

"Is that so..."

Lange lowered his eyes and muttered. His emerald green pupils were as clear and bright as gems with a faint glow.

"To be able to say such a thing, it seems that you vampires are all above the law."

"!"

Even though Lange's tone and expression seemed unchanged when he came to this conclusion.

But Hiberia, sitting on the side of the long table, knew—

Count Palocas had made a terrible mistake!!

From now on, when Lange faced any vampire, he would automatically stand on the high ground of the law!

Having said that, Lange seemed to have grown tired of playing with Count Palocas and lost interest in him.

"Come, this headmaster will give you a chance to challenge me."

Lange looked down at Count Palocas, as if sitting on a throne.

"...Challenge you?"

This made Count Palocas keep his smile, but the veins on his forehead still throbbed.

He hadn't even told these humans to start struggling, and this guy was already instructing him as if he were in charge.

This human seemed to have called him "Little Pa" before. He hadn't forgotten.

Palocas finally understood that Lange's arrogance was not an act. This human had really never taken him seriously from the beginning!

"Little vampire, it's not too late to run away now, you know?"

The Great Poet of Love also raised his head from the seat with a grin, looking like he was mocking Palocas for being a useless male, not worried at all about being captured by him.

Count Palocas's body suddenly stiffened. He stared blankly at the little succubus, feeling the blood pressure all over his body rising, followed by a terrifying pressure that seemed to shatter the ground!

The surrounding air instantly solidified, becoming heavy and cold, chilling to the bone, like icy shackles, making it difficult for the challengers to breathe.

His body began to tremble, not from fear or cold, but from the flames of rage burning within him, forging a ferocious beast about to explode.

The Great Poet of Love's provocative and seductive voice finally caused the anger that Count Palocas had been accumulating since entering the chapel to explode uncontrollably!

In the next second, Count Palocas's figure suddenly drew a long afterimage in the air, rushing wildly towards the banquet table, as fast as the Grim Reaper's claws in the night!

The red in Palocas's ferocious eyes became deeper, so deep that it almost devoured all the light.

He naturally knew that the other party might have some trump cards!

But under his activated [Blood Frenzy] authority, any human trick seemed weak and powerless!

...

The thick night enveloped the entire Yigrolyte Academy. At this late hour, Gerald Memorial Square became the only light in the campus.

The open-air transparent curtain in the center of the square still projected the live broadcast in the bright white light. The second hand on the clock tower advanced to the top, as if using its rhythm to cut through the silent night sky, announcing the beginning of a new day.

However, the atmosphere in the square also seemed to be suppressed to a critical point. The students' faces were no longer filled with laughter, but with solemnity, even with a bit of sadness and despair.

They knew that what was about to appear on the open-air giant screen was an extremely tragic scene. This was a serious accident for Yigrolyte Academy.

"Foolish Lange! Now even if he really has any plans, it's useless."

"The power of the vampires is impossible to guess. It can only be said that their luck is too bad. They just happened to meet one who specializes in restraining fancy tricks!"

Many students began to avoid looking, or lowered their heads, some closed their eyes, some bit their lips, and some prayed for something.

Although they didn't have a good opinion of the student council bully trio, these three were ultimately the face of the school's freshmen.

The vampire count had arrived with murderous intent, and the people at the banquet table remained motionless, like puppets drawn by fate, unable to resist the arrival of this tragedy.

At this moment of bloody arrival.

A solitary figure stood differently on the road far away from the square. He was completely different from those students who lowered their heads and avoided looking. His eyes stared at the open-air giant screen with increasing satisfaction.

Seeing that the challengers were still helpless after the vampire count was completely enraged, Mo Dan couldn't help but smile. It was not an ordinary smile, but a smile of victory and pity, full of enjoyment of the pain others were about to suffer.

Just when people thought the Shadow World was about to come to an end.

The clock tower's pointer also pointed to midnight.

Lichtenstein Castle, at the end of the chapel's banquet table.

Lange held his chin with one hand, the other resting on the table, with a calm smile on his lips, as if he always held the power of lightning.

His fingers lightly tapped the table, and on the napkin lay the epic magic card exuding orange electric cocoons!

Suddenly.

A dazzling light like the sun instantly filled the entire chapel!

In an instant, it turned into a pure white world of light, as if it was about to burst through the stained-glass windows and the rose window, coating Lichtenstein Castle on the cliff with a rainbow-like mist!

A sun-like light sphere rose in the entire chapel, and under the blessing of the light, the earth became warm.

Clang, clang!

As if ripples cast in a pure white heavenly kingdom, the chimes of twelve o'clock also rang out with ceremonial music.

In the resounding of the twelve sacred chimes in the chapel, Count Palocas only felt that his brain was about to be shattered by the bell ringing, as if he were in the middle of the day and night being reversed!

The originally diving Count Palocas painfully hugged his eyes, which seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles, and fell to the ground as if he had lost his balance.

"No, impossible, ahhhh!!!"

At this moment, although Count Palocas would rather believe that the light that stabbed his eyes was just an illusion, the fact was that his strength was weakened to only one-tenth!

Even this power of the sun seemed to be constantly refracted and amplified in the chapel, to give him the terrifying feeling of being exposed to the sun beyond noon!

"Ahhh, my power! Why—why can you make the sun appear at night, what exactly are you!!!"

Accompanied by Count Palocas's heart-wrenching screams, the executioners, male guards, and others had already put on sunglasses.

"Praise the goddess!"

"Ehehehehe!"

The clergy, still with a hint of chaos in their eyes, picked up their weapons and walked towards the count like ruthless butchers.

At the far end of the banquet table, Lange sat motionless on the main seat, smiling with his eyes closed.

"The plan for a day lies in the morning. Young people should go to bed early and get up early to adjust their schedules. Otherwise, if they turn day and night upside down all day, sleep at home during the day, and go out to mess around at night, their hearts will easily become dark."

Lange sighed as he listened to Count Palocas's heart-wrenching screams under the illumination of glorious virtue.

He always felt that vampires had a big problem.

That is, their schedules are too bad.

This is not only bad for the body and mind, but also easily creates a bad demonstration and impact on teenagers.

Lange actually likes vampires very much. As the headmaster, he always emphasizes teaching without discrimination.

Therefore, his goal is to first help all vampires adjust their schedules.

Today's two chapters have more words than the usual three chapters. If I ended it today when the count was about to start fighting, I guess I would be scolded like crazy... So I was so scared that I got up in the middle of the night and coded six thousand words in a row.

Daddies, please feed Xi Gouzi some monthly tickets, Xi will try to add more updates!

(End of this chapter)