The First Vampire

Lying on the cold marble floor, Colin quietly squinted his eyes open to sneak a peek.

And then he saw it, Queen Isa calmly opened a drawer from the dressing table, and took out a— Dagger!

What is she doing!

Colin’s heart churned with shockwaves; he hadn’t anticipated the present circumstances at all.

He had thought it would be a simple, uneventful physical examination, Queen Isa would likely not even lift Vera’s skirt and directly declare her innocence.

Then, the wedding would proceed as usual.

And he could start to carry out his own plan.

But now, the script was completely messed up!

Watching Queen Isa approach Vera step by step while raising the dagger in her hand, it looked like she was about to stab down!

She wants to kill Vera!

But why?

Colin couldn’t comprehend.

But that didn’t stop him from jumping up from the ground, furiously knocking the unsuspecting Queen Isa to the ground.

He snatched the dagger from Queen Isa’s hand with one hand, and covered her mouth with the other to stop her from screaming.

“Who instigated for you to do this?” Colin stared into Queen Isa’s eyes coldly. Surprise flitted across Queen Isa’s eyes, evidently wondering why Colin hadn’t fainted.

But soon, this surprise was replaced by calmness.

No, not calmness.

It was utter silence.

Just like the look in the eyes of someone at the end of their life, who had let go of all the worldly attachments.

Colin suddenly noticed that his hand holding Queen Isa’s mouth was soaked with something.

He initially thought it was saliva, but upon careful inspection, he realized— Strands of fresh blood were seeping from between his fingers!

“Have you been poisoned too?” Colin exclaimed in shock.

But after thinking about it, he was puzzled again: “No, you didn’t drink any tea!”

Blood kept seeping out from Queen Isa’s mouth, Colin no longer needed to cover her mouth now; the queen was gasping for breath more than she was breathing, unable to scream even if she wanted.

“She…just…fainted…will not die…” Queen Isa spoke in fragmented sentences, unexpectedly with the remaining will to remind Colin, “I failed…you…take her…away…”

“Tell me, who ordered you to do this?” Colin only cared about the mastermind behind the scenes.

Queen Isa gave a wistful smile, not answering Colin’s question, but turned her head to look at the Blood Rose:

“There…there…is my…real…lover’s…skull…”

“Was it Duke Miller who told you to do it?” Colin wasn’t interested in any damned skull, “Or Cis from the Windbell Commerce Association?”

But by then, Queen Isa had already closed her eyes.

“Damn it! Don’t die!” Colin was frustrated.

If Queen Isa just died like that, how was he going to explain it later?

And who was the mastermind behind this bizarre event?

Who wanted to kill Vera?

And even made Queen Isa attempt to assassinate her in such a life-for-a-life way!

Who had such capabilities?

Looking at Queen Isa who was now completely lifeless, Colin suddenly recalled that Cis once told him the queen was also a knight. Even though she held a low rank, she was still a knight!

so…

Without any hesitation, Colin bit into Queen Isa’s slender, fair neck!

As the bloody smoke gradually dissipated, Colin lifted his head from Queen Isa’s body.

His face was still somewhat pale.

He stretched out his hand to check Queen Isa’s breath— She was still breathing.

Colin relaxed, it seemed the initiation ceremony was successful.

After becoming a bloodline, Queen Isa had gained the ability to resist lethal poisons.

Thus, she wouldn’t die instantly, allowing Colin the opportunity to uncover from her who was really behind all this.

Seeing that Queen Isa showed no sign of regaining consciousness, Colin temporarily suppressed his countless questions and walked to the side of Knight Teld.

Colin remembered that this knight from the St. Hilde family was a Fourth

Rank.

“Shwip!”

Colin slashed open Knight Teld’s wrist with a sword, letting the blood slowly flow into a teacup.

Just then, Colin made a shocking discovery—he hadn’t lost a rank!

Shouldn’t he have lost a rank after the first embrace?

Colin carefully sensed his own body again.

Although he was a bit weak, he was still Third Rank!

Could it be…

A possibility suddenly struck him.

When he first embraced Knight Shar, his sword rank was lower than Shar’s.

But this Queen Isa, her knight rank was clearly lower than Colin’s.

So, could it be that you only lose a rank by first embracing a higher-ranked knight, not a lower-tier knight?

Colin found the discovery somewhat exhilarating.

By that logic, he would no longer have to worry about losing a rank every time he got his first embrace as long as he advanced his knight rank.

He then thought, if the other party is on the same rank as him, would he lose rank then?

Perhaps further experiments were needed…

As Knight Teld’s blood was gradually filling the cup, Colin immediately picked it up and put it to his lips.

“Glug… Glug…”

Feeling his body slowly heat up, Colin closed his eyes comfortably.

But as Colin was enjoying the thrill of gaining strength, the voice of Prince William was heard in the distance:

“Miss Vera, Queen Isa, have you finished?”

Colin was taken aback, wondering how to send this guy away, when he saw Queen Isa regaining consciousness leisurely.

Her eyes were somewhat confused—she had taken the deadly poison in advance, so how was she still alive?

She turned to look at Colin, then a wave of instinct from deep within her bloodline made her irresistibly obedient.

“Send him away,” Colin decided to command Queen Isa.

Queen Isa nodded and loudly said to someone outside, “Miss Vera and I are enjoying tea, please wait a little longer.”

Prince William suspected nothing and quickly replied, “Okay. Don’t worry, nobody will bother you!”

After successfully sending Prince William away, Queen Isa turned her gaze back to Colin and asked confusedly, “Why…am I not dead?”

Posing confidently, Colin put away his water bag and came before Queen Isa, his face filled with endless piety and respect. From his superior position, he looked at her and asked,

“Have you ever heard of the Blood Angel?”

Outside the palace, Prince William relayed Queen Isa’s words to the others.

The old king squinted his eyes and said weakly, “If that’s the case, I’ll go back and rest. You all wait here, let me know when the results are in.”

The remaining Half-Elf nobles naturally nodded in agreement.

After the old king left with the help of his maids, another nervous and curious Half-Elf female slave came into the courtyard of the palace.

“You there, yes, you. Come here!” called Duke Miller.

The woman slave timidly made her way over.

“Whose maid are you? Why are you running around so freely? Hasn’t anyone taught you the rules?”

“Sir, I… I am Viscount Angler’s maid…” Kathy responded cautiously.

Duke Miller was on the verge of ordering to break the careless maid’s legs when he heard “Viscount Angler” and stopped.

At this moment, Prince William also recognized Kathy and nodded, “Yes, she’s the gift I gave to Viscount Angler. She’s new and doesn’t understand the rules in the palace.”

Duke Miller snorted coldly, reprimanding, “Get out of here! If I ever catch you running around the palace again, I’ll break your legs!”

“Yes!” Kathy turned chalk white from fear and quickly left.

After she had walked a good distance, she looked back at the queen’s chambers which appeared as peaceful as before, her face full of confusion. But then she suppressed her doubts and quickened her pace to leave..