Huh? Are they all real?.

Having explained everything, Alucard put down the poison and took the sealed artifact and his father's guards with him.

At the same time, it was also his father's coming-of-age gift to him, hoping it would protect his life in a critical moment.

But now, the son has returned the gift to his father, hoping it will protect him and keep him safe.

Poison became salvation.

Looking at the truthful little Alucard, Moen said to him:

“Send her back to Seven Hills. This is a war of vampires, not of dwarves or elves.”

"Yes, sir, but who exactly are you?"

Moen didn't answer, but simply said to him:

“Your father did not drink the poison; your father is standing behind you.”

Without the protection of an angel, how could Alucard and his companions have accomplished all of this?

This is the Bathory family's castle!

Finally, Moen looked at Little Alucard and smiled:

"Also, you are very much like your ancestors, timid yet brave, hesitant yet decisive."

Looking at Moen's light smile, Alucard paused for a moment, then couldn't help but smile.

Upon realizing this, he quickly lowered his head again and said:

"The Accardo family's fortress is already on its way. Please allow the Accardo family, who are long overdue, to still follow you to the very end!"

Chapter 219 For Whom Do We Sing? For You! (3k)

"Then get up and let me see how much of your ancestors you have."

Little Alucard's lips, which he had finally managed to suppress, couldn't help but curl into a smile again.

This time, he not only risked his own life but also most of the Accardo family.

Fortunately, he made the right bet.

The blood moon remains sealed, even though Her Majesty the Goddess has closed herself off.

But never forget why Her Majesty the Goddess closed her heart!

So, they've already won!

As long as we defeat those traitors and

Little Alucard's gaze involuntarily drifted towards the highest point of the Bathory family's main city.

At the top of the spiral tower is a white courtyard.

It is said that a saint once had a long talk with the first Archduke Accard there.

"Your Majesty, the Alucard family will not let you down!"

Although he was about to face seven opponents, and although the Alucard family was not considered strong among the eight dukes, young Alucard had never felt such a significant advantage.

"Don't overthink it. Tonight will go more smoothly than you or any of you have ever imagined."

"Now, safely escort the lady behind me back to Seven Hills."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

As Little Alucard got up, Moen also heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground not far away.

The second son, who was disguised as Lester, died.

Although I had been suspicious of him from the beginning and asked him a lot of questions, this guy almost fooled me.

After all, Moen had always believed in the pocket watch, and Lester did indeed appear to him as a time traveler—a complete mismatch between body and soul.

But it was precisely because of his belief in the pocket watch that Moen began to doubt everything that was worthy of doubt.

Opening the pocket watch, the horrific crack was truly shocking.

Perhaps the pocket watch can help him salvage the situation one more time, or perhaps he will never have another chance.

But in any case, Moen would not let the pocket watch pay the price it deserved for its foolishness and recklessness.

Moen, who was carefully putting away his pocket watch, also heard Ms. Lily's slightly dumbfounded voice behind him:

"You, no, you're not what I think, are you?!"

Of all those who were most shocked by Moen's change of identity, it must have been Ms. Lily.

She knew Moen was a mysterious and capable person. But that was all.

She always felt that Moen was just an ordinary person, much like herself.

She never imagined that Moen would be such a distinguished person.

This is even a supreme being as noble as His Majesty the Eternal King whom the goddess had asked her to find.

And this is also his only one.

The intimate distance that once allowed them to hold hands suddenly became an insurmountable chasm.

The difference between mortals and kings is like heaven and earth.

The Alucard family's guards stared blankly at Moen, still not having reacted.

They had no idea that tonight would be such a big event.

It wasn't until Little Alucard glanced at them that someone reacted and quickly walked behind Ms. Lily.

They were to safely escort this special esteemed person back to Qiqiu.

As the guards arrived, Moen turned to look at Ms. Lily and said:

"Madam, you're right, or rather, I'm surprised you've only thought of it now."

Ms. Lily is a member of the Shadow Sun's retinue. She is too close to me, and I must completely dispel her suspicions about me.

As things were going in the right direction, who could have imagined that the great Eternal King would later become the Moon King?

Who can?

Of course, we also need to get rid of that troublemaker, Sals.

Looking at Moen who turned to look at her, Ms. Lily wanted to say something, but all her words immediately turned into a helpless smile.

Yes, I should have realized it much earlier.

When Qiqiu encountered a crisis, and the whole world chose to ignore it, only he made a special trip to come.

He opened an ancient, forgotten passage before anyone else could enter.

When the destruction of the Seven Hills was almost irreversible, it was he who brought back the Moon King's close friend, the King of Torino.

He blended in with almost no resistance at the vampire gathering.

One of these might not be immediately obvious, but when all of them are put together...

It is indeed very, very directional.

Indeed, it was strange of me not to have realized what was happening yet.

But I really don't want to know these things.

I wish we were still just two ordinary people, so that even if we were far apart, we could still get closer.

"Please give my regards to Lady Rose-Lorrian. It is indeed not gentlemanly to neglect to send greetings for so long, but I wish her a speedy recovery and that she can reclaim everything she deserves."

Unconsciously lowering her head, Ms. Lily, with many thoughts flashing through her mind, bowed slightly and said:

"I understand, Your Majesty. I will certainly convey your greetings and blessings to Her Majesty the Goddess."

As she bowed, she also took several steps back.

Ms. Lily was prepared to leave; she was far too far from being the Supreme Being, and this was for the best.

But before she left.

Moen called out to her:

"Wait a moment."

"What, Your Majesty?"

The moment Lily looked up as she stopped in front of Moen, she saw Moen extend his hand toward her.

At the same time, the distance between the two, which had already widened, closed again in that instant.

My breathing and heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

Moen's hand swept past her eyes, plucking a withered yellow leaf while also tidying up her slightly messy hair.

"That's not beautiful."

After picking the yellow leaf that had somehow fallen onto the girl's head, Moen smiled at Ms. Lily:

"This is a war of vampires, not of dwarves or elves, so, madam, please forgive me for having to send you away."

Often, salvaging a relationship doesn't require much complexity; a small, unintentional act of kindness can accomplish everything!

Looking at Moen in front of her, Ms. Lily unconsciously moved a little closer to him.

Take a breath, hold it, and then smile.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Your Majesty!"

If I could find Her Majesty the Goddess and bring her back, could I ask to leave?

Moen smiled and then stepped aside to make way for the airship.

When the airship left the Bathory family's castle.

Moen withdrew his gaze and took out the emerald green gem.

What to do tonight? After finding out who was on the Spire, I already knew.

However, I need to see Ms. Lily off first.

This is not only because it is a matter for the vampires themselves, but also because they dare not use this around the Shadow Sun's followers.

Using this now is even a bit too bold.

However, he could not give up her love.

Gazing at the emerald, Moen spoke to Little Alucard behind him:

“You don’t need to come with me to that tower tonight.”

"His Majesty?"

“My departure caused all of this, so it is my responsibility to clean up the mess. Whether it is a rebel who broke his oath or an uninvited guest, it is all the same.”

"But we are your subjects, how can we let our lord fight alone?"

“Little Alucard, you don’t need to come with me to that tower, but I do have things I need you to do.”

As Moen turned around.

Little Alucard saw countless white warships sailing from the horizon; those were the Holy War Army, the invincible fleet of the Pure White Dynasty.

Clearly, the woman finally realized something was wrong.

However, in her haste, she only had time to send the Holy War Army, which was already nearby.

She and the White King's personal guard—the Order of the Pure White Knights—couldn't be sent in time.

"When the Bewilders attacked, it was my dearest friend Thorin who led all his personal guards to the Valley of the Dead, buying me, us, and the world crucial time."

"The dwarves have sacrificed too much; now it's our turn."

"That's why I want you to stop all malice heading towards Seven Hills!"

“I ask you, little Alucard, can you do all this like my dear friend Thorin?”

A former king, a hero who defended the freedom of the living, a legend I've heard since childhood.

He stood before me personally and spoke to me the epic tale I had known since childhood.

And finally, ask yourself, can you be like the hero in the story?