My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

Tower of Nightmares, One Week Before.

Dante had no idea that this meeting was taking place.

"She is coming," Vlad said, feeling the world grow heavier.

From the ceiling, a crack in flames broke, and a red-haired woman emerged, floating like a god among mortals.

The Ten Rulers looked directly into the woman's eyes. Despite her monstrosity, none of them backed down. They were the pillars of the world, and that meant facing head-on even the most feared woman in the world, if necessary. To maintain peace, sacrifices could be made, and what everyone truly felt was caution and care because if a fight broke out, the entire place could be erased from history.

Titania, the Fairy Queen, with hatred in her eyes, stared directly with uncontrollable fury, letting her assassin's aura leak slightly. How could she not? She saw her loved ones, who once served her, die coldly at the hands of Valentina. She had so much bitterness that she would sacrifice her own existence to kill this woman if necessary.

Titania, as the Fairy Queen, is immortal. Even if her heart and powers are erased, she will always revive and return, as long as the Spirit Realm continues to support her. Her father is the current Spirit King, the Supreme Ruler of Spirits, and the being closest to the Primordials.

When facing Valentina, she vividly remembered her sisters being torn apart by a red-laced spear covered in runes and blood. The grudge against the two races she hated the most, vampires and dwarves, was immense, but it wasn't the time for that.

Valentina didn't let Titania's aura intimidate her and raised her killing intent even more. No one dared to open their mouths to speak during her arrival. She stood in the middle of the table in the center of all the Rulers, looking at them like garbage. And then she began her speech.

"I have only a few things to say, and I'll let you continue your pajama party in peace." A purple magic circle appeared behind her, and the amount of magic emanating from the magic circle was immense, putting the rulers on high alert.

The rulers prepared to fight, moved away from the table, but it was in vain. Black chains emerged from their chairs, holding them heavily, basically sealing them in their seats, preventing any kind of movement. Even Vlad, who was the calmest, found such actions from Valentina and her strange magic circle strange.

Everyone looked directly at Alice Arcane because only a mage like her could use this level of magic. However, they realized that even she was under the effect of the black chains. They were without their subordinates, so it couldn't be them who cast the spell. Thus, the origin of the magic was revealed. From the magic circle, a woman with black hair emerged.

She looked at everyone like Valentina, and then everyone fell silent.

"The information about my son is blocked. Anyone who makes any move against him with their heirs," Valentina said, looking at Vlad.

"Will have their family, kingdom, or whatever, eradicated," Morgana completed, as a hologram appeared showing all the cities ruled by these beings.

In the hologram, a magic circle could be seen. Everyone knew magic and how magic circles were made; the circle had 9 circles inside, so they understood... [Magic Class Apocalypse: Meteor Shower]

"My son is alone in the academy with a different surname. He will be without support, and my influence will not help him to be fair to all of you insignificant beings who I know want to antagonize a child," Valentina said, and then Gungnir was summoned.

"He is not me, so learn to value your existence if you want to make his life difficult intentionally. As for your heirs, they are free to do whatever they want with Dante. This fight is between the new generation, not the old," Valentina concluded.

"Morgana and I have decided that your children will go unpunished for any act they commit without your interference. As she said, this is between the new generation, and if you don't lower this stupid pride, it won't be just one Supreme Monster after your heads but Two," Valentina said.

"Farewell, vermin," Valentina said and disappeared, while Morgana stayed and looked at some who were still scared, like the Dwarf King.

"Pathetic," Morgana said, and as she was about to leave, she heard a voice.

"Do you intend to betray the Witches?" Alice said, looking at her daughter.

"I intend to be loyal to my husband, and if the witches cross the line, I will wipe them all out," Morgana replied, leaving some surprised by the declaration. Then, Morgana, a flock of crows surrounded Morgana, and she vanished into the wind.

Alice gave a slight smile as she looked at the others. The moment she got Morgana to say the words "My Husband," the status of the Witch Queen would rise to that of Valentina Scarlet's relative.

Ironically, it was more beneficial than negative, but it should be considered dangerous to maintain that status.

"Well, you heard," Vlad said normally. How could he deny it? He still owed Valentina for the achievements she once helped him with.

"At least she won't massacre our children if they offend her son," the Giant King said as he got up to leave.

"Although I find it extreme, it's better to have this than nothing. It will help our descendants grow," the Elf Queen said.

"Whatever, my son will end up killing him," the Werewolf King said.

"I wouldn't count on that, at least not anymore," Vlad replied.

"What do you mean, Vlad?" the Werewolf King questioned.

"He trained a lot," Vlad replied.

"My son also trained a lot," he replied with a scowl.

"What he meant is who trained him," the Dwarf King said.

"Yes, that's right," the Demi-Human King replied.

"The greatest destructive mage and the most feared woman in the world, who is a grandmaster with a spear," Alice said.

"The boy may not have talent," the Werewolf King tried to argue, but no one took him seriously.

"Your arrogance will kill you, old man. You have to learn to set aside that pride; otherwise, you really will have to pass your title to your eldest son sooner than expected," Vlad was the last to respond before disappearing into bats.

The Werewolf King stood there, static, thinking about the conversation as everyone left. "I'm getting too old," he murmured as he got up.