Chapter 59 Daylight

At almost midnight, the night sky had already fallen.

Lichtenstein Castle and the surrounding mountains were shrouded in the shadows of mist and moonlight.

The main hall on the ground floor.

The chill of late autumn tried to penetrate the thick stone walls of the castle, but was blocked by the warmth of the fireplace, and everyone in the banquet hall was shrouded in a warm and lively atmosphere.

At the far end of the banquet table, near the entrance to the chapel, Count Palocas stood alone, his figure cold and stern, his unique sense of oppression making the surrounding air extraordinarily heavy.

"..."

The other party obviously knew he was coming, but still didn't seem to take him seriously.

A sense of doubt, a sense of frustration, and a sense of being mocked for shadowboxing, made Count Palocas laugh mockingly.

He had never seen such an arrogant lower life form.

But it was very interesting.

Obviously, not everyone at the banquet table was as elegant and composed as the black-haired, green-eyed man in the main seat.

The only ones with relatively good acting skills were the cool youth with gray-white hair and sunglasses, and a female demon with gray hair and a red dress, with a charming smile. They both seemed to be genuinely unafraid.

Others, subtle movements revealed varying degrees of nervousness, and their uneven acting skills exposed the bluff of these humans.

"Why do you look so serious?"

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

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

"A precious member of my retinue died here. Are you aware of this?"

Count Palocas wasn't in a hurry to take Ranch's head, but questioned Ranch as if he were interrogating a subject.

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

"She had a momentary lapse of reason and chose to end her life. I regret this very much."

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

He failed to save that misguided student.

Ranch knew that his personality might be considered too saintly by others.

But Ranch didn't mind. Mercy was a thorny path, and both malice and goodwill could bring harm.

"..."

Hyperion secretly glanced at Ranch, not daring to speak!

She felt that this guy was definitely thinking about some very inhumane things. He really wasn't afraid of divine retribution.

Count Palocas smiled and jokingly asked Ranch:

"Is that so? Then could you all please end your lives as well?"

In his heart, Palocas was silently calculating that for every word Ranch said, he would make this human beg for mercy even louder tonight.

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

After a moment, he spoke again:

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

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

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

Count Palocas thought this human was really interesting to talk to,狂得恰到好处 (kuang de qia dao hao chu -狂得恰到好处 - arrogant to just the right degree).

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

"Is that so..."

Ranch lowered his eyes and whispered, his emerald green pupils as clear and bright as glowing gems.

"To be able to say such a thing, it seems that all of you vampires are outlaws."

"!"

Even though Ranch's tone and expression didn't seem to change when he came to this conclusion.

Hyperion, sitting on the side of the long table, knew -

Count Palocas had made a big mistake!!

From now on, Ranch would automatically stand on the high ground of the law when facing any vampire!

Having said that, Ranch seemed to be tired of playing with Count Palocas and lost interest in him.

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

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

"...Challenge you?"

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

He hadn't even told these humans to start struggling, and this guy was instructing him as if he had taken the lead.

This human seemed to have called him "Little Pa" earlier, which he hadn't forgotten.

Palocas finally understood that Ranch's arrogance wasn't feigned. This human had really never taken him seriously from the beginning!

"Little vampire, there's still time to run, you know?"

The Poet of Great Love also raised his head from his seat with a smile, the way he was stirring up trouble was just like mocking Palocas for being a useless male, not worrying 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, and then the terrifying pressure that surged out seemed to shatter the ground!

The surrounding air instantly solidified, becoming thick and cold, chilling to the bone, like cold 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 fierce beast about to explode.

The Poet of Great Love's provocative, soul-stirring voice finally caused the anger that Count Palocas had been accumulating since entering the chapel to erupt uncontrollably!

In the next second, Count Palocas's figure suddenly drew a long trail of afterimages in the air, and he rushed wildly towards the banquet table, his speed as fast as the claws of the Grim Reaper in the night!

The red in Palocas's ferocious eyes became even deeper, so deep that it almost swallowed 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 heavy night enveloped the entire Ikritt Academy, and 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 showed the real-time situation in the bright white light. The second hand on the clock tower moved towards the top of the hour, as if piercing the silent night sky with its rhythm, 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 devoid of laughter, replaced by deepness, even with a bit of sorrow and despair.

They knew that the open-air giant screen was about to show an extremely tragic scene, which was a serious accident for Ikritt Academy.

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

"You can't guess the vampires' abilities at all. You can only say that their luck is too bad. They happened to encounter someone who specializes in countering fancy tricks!"

Many students began to look away, or lower 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's bullying trio, these three were ultimately the face of the school's freshmen.

The vampire earl had attacked with murderous intent, and the people at the banquet table remained motionless, like puppets led 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 looked away. His eyes stared at the open-air giant screen with increasing satisfaction.

Seeing that the vampire earl was completely angered and the challengers were still helpless, Modan couldn't help but smile. It wasn't an ordinary smile, but a smile of victory and pity, full of enjoyment of the suffering others were about to endure.

Just when everyone thought the Shadow World was coming to an end.

The hands of the clock tower also pointed to midnight.

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

Ranch rested his chin in one hand and placed the other on the table, his mouth calm, as if he had always been in charge of lightning.

His knuckles lightly tapped the table, and on the napkin was the epic magic card emitting orange electric cocoons!

Instantly.

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, covering the Lichtenstein Castle on the cliff with an iridescent halo!

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

Clang, clang!

Like ripples cast in a pure white heaven, the bells of twelve o'clock also rang with the music.

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

Count Palocas, who was still diving, 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 ah ah ah!!!"

At this moment, although Count Palocas would rather believe that the light that stung his eyes was just an illusion, the fact was that the power all over his body was only one-tenth of what it was!

Even the power of the sun seemed to be constantly refracting and amplifying in the chapel, giving him a terrifying feeling that surpassed being exposed to the sun at noon!

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

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

"Praise the goddess!"

"Ehehehehe!"

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

At the far end of the banquet table, Ranch sat motionless in the main seat, closing his eyes and smiling.

"A day's plan lies in the morning. Young people should go to bed early and get up early, and adjust their schedules. Otherwise, if they turn day and night upside down all day long, sleep at home during the day, and hang out at night, it's easy for their hearts to become dark."

Ranch sighed as he listened to Count Palocas's heart-wrenching cries under the shining light of virtue.

He had always felt that vampires had a big problem.

That was that their schedules were too bad.

This was not only bad for their body and mind, but it also easily created bad examples and influences for teenagers.

Ranch actually liked vampires very much. As the headmaster, he had always emphasized teaching everyone without discrimination.

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

Today's two chapters have more words than the usual three chapters. If I ended it today when the earl was about to start fighting, I guess I would be scolded madly... So I was so scared that I got up in the middle of the night and coded 6,000 words in a row.

Fathers, please give Xi Gouzi some monthly tickets, Xi will try to update more!

(End of this chapter)