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Although he was called a follower, Lilith thought the two could perhaps be considered friends.

But Lilith was no weakling; her talent simply hadn't been revealed yet. Since Lamia's appearance, Lilith had consistently come in first place in every competition within the family, and her status had risen steadily.

As for Kasanna, she was just a child with a little talent in the Trimont family. She wouldn't become the core of this generation and would probably only be relegated to a side branch.

Seeing her former follower, whom she once considered weak, gradually grow stronger, even stronger than herself, inevitably caused her some psychological imbalance.

So she started to boss Lilith around and even took away things Lilith liked without permission, while Lilith was very tolerant of her only friend.

Later, as Lilith's status rose higher and higher, she became the ruler of the vampire court. Kasanna, who was originally to be expelled from the main family and become a collateral branch, was spared because of her relationship with Lilith and even became one of the core figures.

"So, she's jealous of you? Jealous of Lilith?"

“Yes.” Lamia finished the blood wine in her cup: “What she resented was that the ants who followed her back then had now become the gods she had to look up to.”

A commotion suddenly erupted in the center of the dance floor. Kasanna's purple dress had been "accidentally" stained with blood by a waiter. She slapped him across the face, her scream piercing the music: "How dare a lowly blood servant touch my dress?!"

"I'm sorry! The floor was too slippery..." The waiter knelt down and begged for mercy, his neck already scratched with deep marks from her fingernails.

"Ah."

Lamia looked down at the scene and sneered: "Inferiority complex and arrogance, knowing her weakness but refusing to accept it... If that were all, I would have thought about whether to spare her life... After all, having another clown for amusement is always a good thing."

"I bet you're going to say 'but' next."

Loran spoke, and Lamia said in a cold tone, "However, she seems to have lost sight of her place... She gained her current position in the family thanks to Lilith's slight mercy, yet she is still not satisfied... Ha, such a person is not even worthy of being a source of amusement."

Won't Lilith object?

"If she really wanted to object, she would have spoken up long ago."

Lamia chuckled: "I would never do anything that Lilith forbids me from doing, would I?"

"You have this kind of setting?"

Loran was somewhat surprised, while Lamia snorted coldly and said no more.

The farce below continued, and Marquis Mephisto's sneer came from the corner: "The Trimont family is indeed getting worse with each generation. Even a piece of trash like you can get into the core."

"Shut up, old man!"

Kasanna whirled around, poisonous mist swirling at her fingertips: "Your Mephisto family is almost wiped out of its heirs—"

"All right."

Lamia clapped her hands: "Quiet."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Marquis Mephisto bowed slightly, while Cassana snorted and crossed her arms: "Thank Lily, she's the one who spared your life!"

Lamia narrowed her eyes.

Loran clicked his tongue. Could this be considered taking advantage of Lilith's favor? No, that description didn't quite fit... Or was this guy really just a bit dim-witted? Did he really think he was that important to Lilith?

Hard to understand.

The blood moon set in the west, the sun rose, and the vampire ball came to an end. The vampires of the twelve families departed, leaving only a few people in the vast palace.

Lamia returned the body to Lilith, who seemed somewhat downcast.

"what happened?"

"I always thought that Kasanna really considered me a friend," Loran asked with concern. Lilith lowered her head and, after a long while, whispered, "I always thought that Kasanna really considered me a friend."

"It turns out she didn't think that way at all?"

"......Um."

Lilith seemed a little downcast. She suddenly spoke again: "Lamia said she wants to kill everyone in the Holy Family. Don't you think she's a bit cruel?"

"Um, are you alright?"

Lorraine thought to herself that she didn't seem to have the right to judge others, since she herself was the kind of person who took revenge by killing her enemy's entire family.

"actually......"

Lilith seemed to have made up her mind: "This is what I asked her to do."

"Oh, it's you... wait, wait a minute?!?"

Loran lost control of his emotions for a moment, even Estia, who was standing to the side, was somewhat shocked.

What do you mean, Lilith ordered Lamia to do this? Did Lilith say to kill them all? This is so inconsistent with her character!

Hey Lilith, your persona has collapsed!

"Because, because."

Lilith bit her lip: "If, if the Holy Family still existed, many more vampires would not survive."

"The Holy Family controls most of the vampires' wealth. From birth to death, an ordinary vampire is inseparable from the Holy Family. They contribute their blood to the Holy Family's eternal glory."

Lilith spoke so fluently in one breath, a rare occurrence for her. Then, she pursed her lips and said, "So, for the sake of more vampires, I must eradicate the entire Holy Family."

Loran suddenly realized that the Lilith in front of him was somewhat unfamiliar. The Lilith he usually saw was a timid, socially awkward, and reclusive person. But she was not only the one Loran had seen, but also the ruler of the vampire royal court, one of the top figures in the demon race.

How could someone like that be a naive and innocent girl?

Chapter 209 So Lilith didn't wrong you at all.

A crimson waning moon hid behind dark clouds, and the underground chamber of the Mephisto family was filled with the scent of incense. Twelve obsidian chairs were arranged in a circle, each with a different rune engraved on its back.

Mrs. Nemo stroked the amethyst pendant on her chest and frowned: "Lilith may have figured something out."

Who would leak the information?

A vampire spoke up, glancing intentionally or unintentionally at Earl Trimont: "I think only Kasanna from the Trimont family has a chance, right? After all, she's Lilith's 'friend'."

"Ha, who would believe such a thing?"

Count Trimont sneered and said, "Lilith won't really be her friend, and she won't really be Lilith's friend either."

"It's so ugly."

Mrs. Nemo scoffed, “Poor jealousy, poor pride, poor inferiority... How amusing.”

"Ah."

Count Trimont merely gave a cold laugh.

"That crazy woman has probably already noticed what we're doing."

Earl Crowley began, “At yesterday’s banquet, she publicly executed my offspring… This is by no means just a warning.”

The old man in the third seat let out a hoarse laugh: "How can you be so sure? Lilith is notoriously unpredictable."

"Moreover, your offspring did indeed offend that man's male concubine."

"Do you really believe in this so-called 'male concubine' claim?"

"What difference does it make whether you believe or not?"

The old man sneered, "Lilith says so, who dares to deny it?"

Crowley remained silent.

The secret chamber fell into a deathly silence. Marquis Mephisto tapped the table, his voice hoarse: "I think Lilith might have sensed our scheme, but she would never suspect we'd be connected to 'the other side.' This male concubine is nothing to fear—can Lilith conjure two Saint-level beings out of thin air? And without Saint-level beings, there's absolutely no way she can influence the situation. The most important thing now is..."

He looked at Mrs. Nemo: "How's the situation 'over there'?"

"News has come from over there."

Lady Nemo said, "As long as the liches and fallen angels are prepared, they can make their move at any time."

"Tsk."

Marquis Mephisto clicked his tongue and said, "Notify the liches and ask them how things are going."

"What about the fallen angels?"

"We received news from over there that everything is progressing smoothly."

"Really? They were right under Lucifer's nose!"

"So what! Lucifer has no idea about this!"

"Hmph, no matter what, we can't possibly send anyone to the Fallen Angels' Court to see their true situation."

"That's true."

The dragon tower of the vampire royal court was shrouded in morning mist. Lilith clutched the corner of Loran's cloak, her voice barely audible: "The secret letter sent by Lucifer... do you really not need my help?"

"No need. You know Lucifer, who can outwit her?"

Loran waved his hand: "There shouldn't be any problems within the Fallen Angels' Royal Court. I think the main issue is with the Lich."

"This, this is it."

"All you have to do is handle the internal affairs of the vampire clan, and leave the rest to us."

"......Um."

Loran and the others rode away on their flying dragons, when Lamia's voice suddenly rang out: "What, are you already reluctant to leave?"

"Um, La, Lamia, don't talk nonsense."

"Ha, you think I'm talking nonsense? I can't even be bothered to point out what you're really thinking!"

Lamia sneered and said, "You'd better think this through. You're competing with Messiah for a man! The only reason you have a chance now is because Messiah hasn't recovered yet. If you don't make up your mind now, you'll have no chance at all once she recovers!"

"Um... yes, but..."

"Ha, with you looking like this, forget about getting the first soup. I bet even if Lestinger gets to eat it, you won't get any!"

"Ah, Lesteengel too, and also Lorian..."

"That's not true."

"Ugh, Lamia, you're insulting me again."

"Ah."

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At the border of the Fallen Angels' Royal Court stands the Tower of Magic, a dark, wing-shaped complex that resembles the skeleton of a colossal beast under the thunderclouds.

"This is?"

Estia was a little curious, and Loran said, "This is a magic tower built by Lucifer, which can amplify her magic power. I suspect it was learned from the Cartel Federation."

"The hometown of that magician?"

Estia was puzzled: "But surely no one there knows more magic than Lucifer, right?"

Even so, I must keep up with the times.

An elegant voice rang out, and the figure of a dark fallen angel slowly emerged: "If we remain stagnant, we will be abandoned by the times sooner or later—after all, look, in just over a decade, the human race has produced two monsters, Lorian and Messiah."

"Messiah is the real monster."

Loran waved his hand: "I'm far from that level."

“Oh, how modest you are, Lorian.”

"Alright, I bet you didn't come all this way just to chat with us about this nonsense."

Estia interrupted Lucifer, who looked toward the distant magic tower and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

The top floor of the Magic Tower offers a great view, and today is a rare sunny day. From above, the entire Fallen Angel Royal Court can be seen.

"Very nice scenery."

Loran praised him, and Lucifer nodded: "This was inspired by the magic tower I saw when I went to Carter."

"If I remember correctly, every lord over there builds a magic tower in his own territory."

Loran also recalled: "Because only mages could become lords and obtain titles there, mages used magic towers to demonstrate their control over the territory."

"Yes, the tower master has absolute control over the area within the magic tower's field of vision—therefore, they are extremely cautious in constructing magic towers, ensuring that the field of vision is precisely within the boundaries of their own territory."

"Alright, that's enough chit-chat."

Lucifer stood up: "Let's go, we're heading to the Lich King's Court."

"What about inside the Fallen Angels' Royal Court?"

Estia asked, and Lucifer turned to look outside the Magic Tower: "I should have said it, the Tower Master has absolute control within the Magic Tower's area."