Upon learning of the rebellion led by the Second Prince, the commander of the royal guards immediately took 5,000 soldiers to the royal palace to protect the king. The other troops were still assembling.
As the old king prepared to lead his forces with Gazef to confront the Second Prince for an explanation, the commander of the royal guards arrived and met with the king, quickly piecing together what had transpired.
A soldier, covered in wounds and staggering, burst into the room.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, a grave situation has arisen!" The soldier collapsed to his knees before the old king.
"What has happened?" demanded the king.
"Your Majesty, several viscounts and barons, along with a count, have joined forces with merchants to raise a rebellion! The territories of five northern counts and two marquises have already fallen completely. The entire northern region of the kingdom is now under their control!"
The old king, hearing this shocking news, slumped to the ground in disbelief.
First, there was the internal strife caused by the Second Prince, and now a rebellion had erupted. Moreover, it had swept through the northern regions in an instant. The old king's heart struggled to bear the weight of this calamity.
"Spreading such outrageous lies warrants execution! How could such a vast area fall so quickly, and to a group of low-ranking viscounts and barons with limited power? Are the soldiers of the marquises and counts useless?" the commander of the royal guards bellowed.
"What I'm saying is the absolute truth!" The soldier's blood-soaked armor and the fresh wounds on his chest were undeniable evidence of his words.
However, the incredible nature of his claim made it difficult for anyone to believe.
"Still spouting nonsense—guards, take him out and execute him!" the commander ordered.
The old king, hearing the command, also felt the reasoning was sound. The territories of viscounts and barons were small and weak. Even united, they would struggle to conquer a single count's land, let alone take down the territories of marquises.
Moreover, in such situations, reports of rebellion usually came in stages—how could news of such widespread collapse arrive all at once?
"Wait a moment. Commander, such a major event—why would a soldier fabricate it? There must be more to this," Gazef interjected.
The soldier looked at the old king, whose gaze was filled with doubt.
The soldier, like Gazef, was deeply loyal to the royal family, but the old king's skeptical eyes stabbed at his heart like needles.
(Why did I risk my life to return? What am I even living for…?)
The soldier suddenly drew the sword at his waist.
Gazef immediately stepped in front of the old king to shield him.
But instead of attacking, the soldier slit his own throat and ended his life.
The old king, the commander of the royal guards, and Gazef were all caught off guard by the soldier's suicide.
The commander of the guards opened his mouth, as if to say something, but no words came out.
It was clear that the soldier had chosen to take his own life because he felt untrusted.
Gazef felt deep sympathy for the soldier. However, there was nothing he could do. Though he was the captain of the warriors, he was still just a guard.
.......
At that moment, it was as if Brian had achieved enlightenment; his strength had surged to a new level.
Evileye watched Brian warily, sensing the pressure emanating from him. She had some understanding of Brian's strength before, but in such a short time, his power had grown to rival her own.
This man truly was terrifying.
Evileye focused her full attention, locking her gaze on Brian, waiting for him to make the first move.
As a magic caster, acting rashly could easily expose vulnerabilities.
And her opponent was a warrior, the most troublesome type of enemy for a mage to deal with.
As the two eyed each other cautiously, the sound of hammering came from the wall.
Neither dared to look away to investigate.
Then, with a loud crash, the wall collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.
Brian disappeared from his original position, rushing toward Evileye at lightning speed.
"Maximaze Magic! Crystal Missile!"
Brian effortlessly evaded the attack with his incredible speed.
"Lightning Strike!"
Before the magic missile had even dissipated, another spell followed immediately. Evileye cast spells with both hands simultaneously. While this made the magic less potent than if she concentrated on single-handed casting, it significantly increased her casting speed.
Brian remained vigilant at all times. At this moment, he had no time to escape from where he stood.
As the lightning strike was about to hit Brian, he quickly bent low, dodging the attack by a hair's breadth.
Using explosive strength in his legs, he dashed forward in a single bound, closing the gap between him and Evileye.
"Trap magic, activate!"
A pool of shadowy tendrils emerged beneath Brian's feet, binding one of his legs and causing him to lose his balance momentarily.
This was a trap spell that Evileye had secretly cast. She had anticipated Brian would close the distance to her with ease.
Without any defensive measures, she knew that being caught at close range would mean her death in just a few moves.
"Maximaze Magic! Crystal Spear!"
A crystal spear, formed entirely of magic, shot straight toward Brian.
Brian steadied his stance, gripping his sword tightly, and swung it fearlessly toward the crystal spear.
The moment the two collided, a piercing sound echoed from the clash.
"Lightning Strike!"
"Crystal Missile!"
Evileye had no intention of giving Brian any time to breathe, casting spells in rapid succession.
Brian severed the shadowy tendrils binding his foot with a single slash.
"Martial Art: Instant Reflex!"
Brian's reaction speed increased dramatically, allowing him to evade Evileye's continuous magical assaults with ease.
"Martial Art: Gale Slash!"
Brian moved at such incredible speed that it generated a gust of wind.
In an instant, he closed the distance to Evileye.
At the same time, Evileye prepared to release her magic.
"Crystal Dagger!"
The crystal dagger pierced Brian's chest.
But it didn't stop him from bringing his sword down.
Injured, Brian could no longer adjust the direction of his blade, so he channeled all his remaining strength into the swing.
The blade struck heavily, slicing through Evileye's left shoulder and continuing downward.
The sword passed through Evileye's body, striking her heart directly.
"I've won!" Brian declared proudly.
Exhausted, Brian collapsed to the ground.
In that moment, Evileye recalled the time when she first became a vampire. Back then, she couldn't use magic at all and could only rely on the instinctive combat abilities of a vampire.
Traditional vampires are melee fighters; only powerful vampires are capable of using magic. In Nazarick's first generation, all vampire brides were strictly melee combatants.
Although Evileye was now gravely injured, she was still a vampire.
Vampires can recover from severe wounds by consuming blood.
Desperate to survive, Evileye removed her mask, pulled Brian's sword out of her chest, and sank her teeth into Brian's shoulder.
As Evileye fed on him, her injuries began to heal.
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