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Chapter 102: Feast of the Secret Party (Please Subscribe) (24)

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Blood gushed out like a fountain, accompanied by the loud sound of a ruptured carotid artery.

The girl struggled in fear, but was held tightly by the Duke's powerful arms. The sound of broken bones could be clearly heard.

Holy shit?! What the hell?!

Zheng Zha was furious and was about to step forward to stop them, but Chu Xuan warned him, "Zheng Zha! Don't be impulsive!"

Zheng Zha stopped abruptly and looked around, only to find that many guests still had expressions of indifference on their faces.

Some even licked their scarlet lips, but a few couldn't bear to look at it, but did not move at all.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, clenched his fists, and stared at the Duke standing on the podium.

No, it's a vampire in aristocratic guise.

Not the love-obsessed vampires in idol movies, but real blood-sucking monsters that feed on humans.

They have human appearance and noble status, and even have a pre-meal ceremony before "meal" and dress up carefully for the "food".

After a moment, Cavendish gently put down the girl, who had become dry, pale and lifeless, and closed her frightened eyes.

Cavendish casually grabbed a snow-white napkin, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke to the audience.

"Girls from southern Europe always have sunshine and passion in their blood."

"And a girl who is intoxicated in a fantasy dream has a special and intoxicating flavor."

"However, Mr. Rockland, next time you might as well find an East Slavic girl, preferably one year younger. I still prefer that icy, clear flavor."

There was even a hint of joking and teasing in his tone.

The young butler beside him nodded respectfully and quietly retreated behind the scenes.

Hearing this, Zheng Zha widened his eyes, a sense of absurdity and anger burned in his chest, and a deep murderous intent lingered in his heart.

The luxurious castle that was once brightly lit now seemed to him like a bloody feast where ghosts were wreaking havoc.

——Are all these guests vampires too? !
——I don’t know how many humans have been killed here. No wonder Chu Xuan chose this place as the place to summon demons!
"Wonderful night, to the world!" The Duke elegantly picked up a glass of blood-red liquid, shook it gently, and gestured to all the guests.

His every move exudes the noble temperament of a top aristocrat.

However, if we ignore the shocking bloodstains on his collar, perhaps this "elegant" behavior would be more convincing.

"Cheers to you, Your Excellency the Duke." Everyone responded, picked up their glasses, and drank the scarlet blood wine in them.

Zheng Zha stared at the scarlet liquid in his wine glass, which looked like the devil's eye. Under the waiter's puzzled gaze, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

This was not out of fear, but out of anger that was about to burst out.

Zheng Zha didn't consider himself a saint, but when he saw this group of well-dressed nobles harming ordinary people like this, he couldn't suppress the fire in his heart.

At this moment, the Duke did not notice Zheng Zha in the corner of the banquet.

He took the spoon engraved with intricate golden inscriptions from the waiter, picked it up and knocked it against the rim of the cup, making a crisp and captivating sound.

"Tonight was supposed to be a banquet held purely for joy, without any utilitarian purpose or objective."

"But just yesterday, I received some incredible news."

"A madman who claims to be a major in the Egyptian Air Corps actually uttered outrageous words, slandering us as collaborators and traitors."

"At first, I didn't take it seriously. I thought it was just nonsense from vulgar people, just a British joke to chat about after dinner." The Duke raised his head slightly, with a hint of pride on his face.

"Yet, just today, he flew a fighter plane painted with an Iron Cross across the skies over London without restraint."

"In front of so many reporters, they slandered me even more unreasonably!"

Having said that, the Duke's face darkened and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

"It's ridiculous! It's absolutely absurd!"

"But it also made me suddenly realize that this sudden attack of public opinion is not aimed at our power in the secular world, but directly at our very foundation."

"Everyone present at today's banquet is the backbone of our party and family."

"I'm sure everyone is well aware that according to the Albert Agreement, in order to protect the fragile and pathetic self-esteem of those mortals, and to reduce the harassment from the Church's hyena-like greed."

"My people must hide their existence in the mundane world."

"Therefore, there is absolutely no reason or need for us to get involved in these worldly power struggles."

"But we're unwilling to intervene, yet there are always vile things trying to challenge us!"

"So, we should find out those ants who dare to bare their fangs against us."

"Behind that mortal, there must be other forces secretly manipulating him. It's either the evil-minded Bloodthirsty Cult, the shady Mafia, or the remnants of the State Religion and the Demonic Party." "We must make them understand that after we defeat the Demonic Party head-on, no force can challenge the Camarilla's dominance over the entire European continent."

Clap clap clap!

All the guests applauded excitedly.

"but--"

"We have a friend who's not on the guest list—"

The Duke deliberately prolonged the last syllable, looking sharply in the direction of the only group that wasn't applauding: "Sir, you're a secret party member, you're not welcome."

Hearing this, Zheng Zha's hair stood on end and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

In an instant, he wanted to open the genetic lock, picked up his fist and rushed forward to kill the Duke.

But at this moment, another voice sounded behind him, stopping his next impulsive action: "Please forgive my uninvited visit, Your Excellency the Duke of Cavendish."

Zheng Zha turned his head suddenly and found that the person who spoke was the gentleman next to the mysterious butler.

"Weingatz Helsing—" the Duke said in a deliberately exaggerated operatic tone.

"Swordsman of the Imperial Ecclesiarchy, loyal dog of the Windsor family, descendant of the Transylvanian executioner, why do you, a butcher with blood on your hands, appear at our banquet?!"

"I don't think I sent you an invitation."

Following the Duke's words, many guests put down their glasses and slowly gathered around him.

Some of them showed their teeth as sharp as knives, while others showed their blood-red eyes, like a group of evil spirits about to pounce on their prey.

However, Wengates Helsing remained polite and did not move.

The butler beside him had already stretched out his hand, with a ray of metallic light flashing with cold light wrapped around his fingertips, as if demonstrating to everyone.

"I apologize again, but the royal family has asked me to investigate the truth of this case."

"But unfortunately, the most critical suspect in this case, former Royal Air Force Major George Joestar, has been taken away by your people."

"I have no choice but to take the liberty of entering your party's banquet to retrieve this key witness from you, Duke." Wengates Helsing bowed slightly.

His posture was elegant, his behavior was still extremely proper, and his face had just the right amount of apology.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" The Duke's face instantly darkened as he said coldly, "The secret party is communicating with De?! The blood clan is communicating with Su?!"

"What a ridiculous accusation! Even a werewolf with such a stupid mind wouldn't believe such absurd talk!"

"Since the war, the Prussian demonic faction has been disbanded. It seems that you and your kind have not fully complied with the Albert Agreement."

Wingate Helsing smiled, but his words were sharp. "Not only have they repeatedly attacked humans, but from what we know, they've also attacked eighteen high-ranking military, political, and business figures, including Sir Cleverly, Minister Sanland, and General Dowden."

"And they are secretly and maliciously devouring the military, financial, medical and other fields."

"What you have done has seriously threatened social stability and order."

"Therefore, we cannot help but have deep doubts: does your party still have the sincerity and determination to abide by the agreement?"

The Duke's expression grew colder than ice, and he interrupted rudely, "This is a malicious accusation with no factual basis."

"For the peaceful coexistence of our two races, as long as you regularly provide sufficient blood, food, and treasures to maintain our noble status, we will naturally not wantonly interfere in the secular world."

Hircine nodded. He knew that verbal accusations were often the weakest, so he did not rush to refute the Duke.

He cleverly changed the subject, "So, please, Your Excellency the Duke, hand Major Joestar over to us."

"Let me investigate the cause and effect of the incident. This way, I can clear the Duke's name and fulfill the Prime Minister's mission."

"Jostar, who is that?" The Duke looked around in confusion.

Finding no one replied, he shook his head and said indifferently, "It seems that the person you are looking for is not here."

"Count, please go back. Our banquet will continue."

The Duke waved his hand, and more than ten young vampires in black suits emerged from all corners like ghosts, quickly surrounding Hirsing and the butler.

"Really?" Hircine lowered his head slightly, his expression calm, as if he were casually chatting with an old friend. "See you next time, Your Excellency the Duke."

"Also, I hope all the ladies and gentlemen enjoy themselves tonight."

Then, he walked out of the door with steady steps and calm demeanor, accompanied by his butler in a black suit.

Just when Zheng Zha secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that everything was over.

The Duke's icy gaze suddenly rested on him. "Didn't I make it clear just now? No one is welcome here without an invitation."

Zheng Zha's sweat instantly flowed down like a waterfall, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

(End of this chapter)