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"Of course... Your Majesty."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Queen slowly pulled out an exquisite necklace from inside her clothes.

At the top of the necklace hangs a teardrop-shaped blood-red gemstone, its luster so perfect and pure, without a trace of impurity, that at first glance it might be mistaken for a drop of congealed blood.

"Your Majesty, what is this...?"

"Isadora Miraca's heart... Oh, Isadora, the one we collectively call the Vampire Queen."

"The vampire queen's...heart?"

Ella's voice was filled with shock, but what the Queen said next made her even more incredulous.

“Isadora, in fact, was once my best friend.”

“Your Holiness…you heard me right. During those dark years in the Kingdom of Valen, I, as a member of the royal family of a human nation, became friends with one of humanity’s primary enemies, the Queen of the vampires…or rather, we had a relationship that was far beyond that.”

"She has a girlish appearance that almost never changes. No matter how many years have passed, from the first time I met her to the last time I met her, she still looks the same."

"She had long, dark hair as black as the night, and deep blue eyes like the sky... She was very different from the vampires we see now, so much so that when I first saw her as a child, I didn't even know she was a vampire."

"Even though many of my memories are now hazy, I will never forget my encounter with that empress when I was a child."

"But I think the Holy Maiden probably doesn't have the time to listen to an old woman like me, who is about to die, rambling on about those distant things. So, I just want to say that she is really different from the vampires I have ever met."

“Our palace guards are practically useless to her. Every night, whenever she wants, she can appear in my bedroom like a ghost.”

"If she wanted to take my life, or the life of anyone in the royal family, it would have been easy for her... but she didn't."

Even though the human race and the vampire race were already sworn enemies at that time, and the war between the two sides was fought from north to south, leaving corpses everywhere, she would still discuss this issue with me late at night.

"Humans and vampires... is it possible for them to live in peace someday in the future?"

“I don’t know why she thought that way, but at the time I just thought it was wishful thinking. Vampires live on human blood. How could a race that is at opposite ends of the predator-prey relationship in nature possibly coexist peacefully?”

"Although I now call this vampire queen my friend, in reality, when I was entering my youth, my hatred for vampires was the same as that of my brothers and sisters."

"Heh, if it weren't for the fact that my challenges to her on those nights always ended in failure, I would have really wanted to end it all by killing her."

"Unfortunately, I can't do it, so all I can do is listen to her talk to me every night about racial peace and a bright future."

"Gradually... perhaps influenced by her strange ideas, or perhaps brainwashed... as I accumulated military achievements and my prestige among the people gradually increased, I also began to slowly think about what she said."

"Is it really impossible for a world where humans and vampires can coexist peacefully?"

"To be honest, even now, I haven't figured this out."

"Among vampires, there are those who hate humans... but there are also those who love humans equally..."

"Among humans, there are those who hate vampires... yet there are also those who become friends with them..."

"Most importantly, even vampires who hate humans might become vampires who love humans... even humans who hate vampires might become humans who love vampires..."

"I've been thinking about this problem for seventy years, but I still can't come up with a solution."

"She's the same."

"Back then, humans were still very weak. Even as the first Witcher of Valen, I was still as frail as an infant in front of her."

"But she told me that their vampire race was always just a remnant of the Golden Age, and that humans would eventually become the masters of the Bronze Age."

"And just as she said, the weak Valen began to produce one talented strong person after another. Although their short lifespan was nothing compared to the high-level vampires who had accumulated power for thousands of years, the high-level vampires were gone as soon as they were killed, while the powerful humans were like weeds growing in the cracks of rocks, increasing in number."

"These are her exact words... She said that the vampires ultimately lost."

"The question she couldn't answer, she could only entrust to me."

"At that time, I was sixty years old and had been crowning Valen for twenty years. But I still didn't understand why she would say that."

"The vampires have indeed been retreating step by step under our offensive. The powerful offensive that we once had to rely on the assistance of the Holy Temple and the three great empires to barely repel has gradually become something we can fight off on our own. The kingdom's territory is gradually expanding, and the shadows on the land are being dispelled little by little... But the vampires, aren't they still here?"

“From my early days to my peak, and from my peak to my twilight years, I have never been able to imagine myself defeating her, nor can I imagine any human being defeating her.”

"She has personally killed more than a dozen Chosen Ones, and even the angelic incarnations under the throne of the God of Light have fallen to her. I believe that as long as she is still alive, the vampire clan will never be destroyed."

"I've always thought so."

“Until… three years later.”

“A vampire, one of her closest descendants…”

"Her heart has been sent over."

Chapter 145 Twilight Eyes

"The vampire queen, Isadora Miraca, is dead."

"Her demise was so unexpected, yet so inevitable, as if it were simply the time for her to meet the end of her life."

"Twenty-five years ago I didn't understand, but now, I think I can vaguely sense it."

"According to the stories circulating within the vampire clan, the Queen died in the infighting among the thirteen clans, and hundreds of high-ranking vampires perished along with the Queen."

"But in Valen's history, I became the hero who defeated the vampire queen, whose plot to assassinate members of the royal family to reverse the decline in the war on the front lines failed."

"Although I was past my prime at that time, I did have some foundation. But I knew that I didn't actually have that ability."

"However, the people of Valencia, who have struggled in the darkness for too long, need a hero."

"You must have heard about what happened after that, Your Grace. The vampires suffered defeat after defeat, and some remaining clans persisted in their hostility, only to be wiped out by the increasingly powerful knights and witch hunters."

"Finally, we signed a peace agreement with the three clans that were willing to compromise, agreeing to live in the same city but not to invade each other's territory."

"This is the answer I finally came up with, but now it seems... it's not perfect either."

In the tranquil bedroom, the Queen's long-standing tale finally came to a close.

Her voice was kind and calm, as if she were narrating a distant fairy tale.

The sunlight streaming through the window shone on the bright red gem in her hand, making it sparkle.

"I apologize for making you listen to an old lady for so long, Your Majesty. As you can see, this gem is my commission, and I hope to entrust it to you for safekeeping."

"It is said that when Isadora died, her two hearts turned into two blood crown gems. This is one of them, which was given to me by the Black Mountain Clan as a token of the vampires' surrender. The other one was lost during the vampires' internal strife."

"But based on the behavior of the unknown vampires who have emerged in the theater attack... I speculate that they have probably found the lost Blood Crown Gem."

"In the legends of the vampires, the highest-ranking vampires possess power comparable to the gods who created them, and they do not truly die. Therefore, if the two gems formed from the Queen's heart could be combined, the deceased vampire Queen might once again descend to the mortal realm."

"Does Your Majesty mean... that the vampires operating in the shadows actually aim to revive their queen?"

"Ella asked."

"Yes... that kidnapped vampire girl may have been the vessel they used to revive the queen."

"But if the Queen is pursuing peace... wouldn't their revival be meaningless?"

"She has already died once, from the betrayal of her people."

The Queen sighed softly, "Humans can change a lot over time, so why can't death change her mind?"

"Who can guarantee that the resurrected vampire queen is the same Isadora I knew back then?"

"I understand."

Ella nodded. "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty."

Indeed, even if the vampire queen of decades ago truly longed for peace between vampires and humans, who can guarantee that the queen who returned from the abyss of death would still have the same thoughts?

Reigniting war would not be a good thing for the country as a whole.

So Ella reached out and carefully accepted the gemstone necklace.

[Item: Twilight Eye]

【quality:?】

【introduce:?】

【Skill:?】

The system, which had been absent for a long time, popped up a small window in front of Ella's eyes.

Huh... Twilight Eyes?

Ella was slightly surprised. Shouldn't this be a heart? The system shouldn't have any abstract translation errors, right? But shouldn't "pupil" be an eye?

As for those question marks, this is a normal occurrence when high-quality equipment and items are obtained from non-system sources. It requires a high-level appraiser or relevant scrolls to identify their specific effects.

Given the current state of the player base, it's estimated that only a very small number of players have reached the mastery level in the appraiser sub-profession. To find out exactly what this thing is, you'd have to find a high-level native appraiser or something like an appraisal scroll.

However, Ella thought about it and realized that, based on her experience in her previous life, there didn't seem to be any particularly famous appraisers in Valen at this point in time.

This item from the Vampire Queen is at least Epic tier, and most appraisers probably wouldn't find it very useful.

However, Loren remembered that there were such appraisers, and they were located in the territory of Havil.

Although the two countries are thousands of miles apart, it's no different for Ella, who has spatial abilities, than if they were right next door.

It seems we can ask her human father, Duke Heville, to find that appraiser.

Ella carefully tucked the gems into her inner pockets and then bowed to the queen on the bed.

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Grace. This gem is both a gift and a permanent possession from me to you. From now on, it belongs to you and no longer to the Valen royal family."

After completing her final request, Ella bid farewell to the Queen and left the bedroom.

At the bedroom door, the princess named "Elina" was still waiting. When she saw Ella come out, she first bowed and said, "Your Holiness, has Mother finished her conversation with you?"

"Yes, Your Highness, you may go in now."

Ella smiled.

She noticed that Alina's eyes were a beautiful, deep lake blue, and her black ponytail tied high at the back of her head was indeed different from the brown hair commonly seen on the Valen nobles, adding a touch of tranquility and intellect to her lively appearance.

Afterwards, Ella found a quiet corner in the corridor, opened a portal at random, and stepped out, returning to the carriage in the crowded road outside the palace.

The marching citizens knelt outside the line of defense formed by the Knights of the Holy Trinity, protesting and wailing. Fortunately, many detectives from the Royal Canadian Mounted Police arrived to help maintain order and slowly clear the way for the carriages to return to the church.

Ella sat in the carriage, looking through the gaps in the curtains at the weeping citizens outside.

It's not that she doesn't want to respond to the protesting citizens, but now it seems that her response, whether positive or negative, is wrong.

Calling for peaceful coexistence with vampires in this state of public outrage is definitely not going to work. These are ordinary people, not believers, and they won't unconditionally trust Ella. Being scolded would be a minor issue; her and the Church's prestige would also be damaged.

However, directly stating that all vampires should be expelled would put the royal family in a difficult position. Moreover, even if they could be expelled, it would be fine, but in reality, the descendants of the three major vampire clans are all over Valen, not just those in Fog City. Exacerbating the conflict and causing turmoil throughout the country might not be a good thing.

Therefore... it seems that we can only deal with this by remaining silent for now.

Ella recalled the bureaucratic institutions she encountered in a certain Tedeh Federation in her previous life, which preferred to deal with things in silence. She never thought that one day she would become the very thing she hated most.

But now she seems to have gained a new understanding: the answers to some questions are indeed not as easy as she imagined.

But problems always need to be solved; temporarily avoiding them doesn't mean the conflicts disappear.

Even if this situation is temporarily delayed, if those enemies hiding in the shadows cause any more trouble, public anger will still explode.

What to do...? Is the only hope that Detective Ford and the Royal Canadian Mounted Police can find those guys?

Ella rubbed her temples. In her spare time, she would connect with the raven's vision to search for traces of unknown vampires throughout the entire Fog City.

But these guys are hiding very well, and we don't have any clues for the time being.

Chapter 146 The Saintess's Gang

The time comes in the afternoon.

An abandoned shipyard along the Thames River in southern Chongqing.

Detective Ford was crouching on the ground, examining a strange patch of charred marks.

“Mr. Ford, we have searched the area and there are indeed signs of human activity, and they have probably been there for about a week.”

A detective jogged over to report.

"Okay, thank you."

Thanks to Inspector Greg's orders, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police detectives now regard Mr. Ford as their second superior.

The main point is that Ford's performance truly impressed these young detectives—he could capture even the slightest clues and deduce details that were unimaginable to ordinary people, eventually finding the place by following the clues bit by bit.

However, they were ultimately too late. Around this morning, the vampires and Samuel's followers who were hiding there had already hastily evacuated.

The scene left behind numerous traces, such as remnants of magical materials and medical tools from the Hermitage, proving that those guys had indeed stayed there, enough to amaze the detectives with Ford's investigative abilities.