649 The Figh (2/2)
This act of fleeing not only pushed the other werewolves towards an irredeemable abyss, it further caused their backs to be exposed easily in front of their enemies.
In the midst of their pursuit, the vampire knights obtained a victory result that was ten times better than before but with minimal casualties.
”Kill Caesar!”
”Kill Caesar!”
Seeing that victory had already been set in stone, a trace of red inadvertently flashed across Dracula's eyes as he loudly cheered.
”Kill Caesar!”
Many vampire knights shouted hysterically, charging towards the core of the werewolves.
Ahwhoooo!
A sad and shrill cry ran out.
Dracula clearly saw a giant wolf with a body full of pure white fur and a forehead with a golden imprint appear. Just like a king, it tore apart a few vampire knights and rapidly escaped from the battlefield.
”Caesar… My old enemy. You exceeded me in the path of individual transcendence, but it's no use…”
The Grand Duke murmured softly upon seeing this scene.
…
When the sun set, the vampires set up their tents and happily enjoyed the fruits of war from their victory.
”In this war, we directly killed twenty thousand werewolf knights and took thirty thousand as captives, completely defeating the powerhouses of the werewolves!”
Dracula drank the blood of the werewolves and suddenly knocked on the table. He lowered his voice. ”However, Caesar ran away. This old nemesis possesses an unimaginable intuition. If he continued to delay for just a moment, I would've unleashed Blood magic with the Blood family's board of elders and completely trap him to death!”
”Now, it can be said that the entire mainland is in our possession. However, the war against the werewolves has to continue, hence, I've decided… to turn all the captured werewolves into slaves. We need them to help the higher-rank Blood Race mine, smelt… even become the warriors of our Blood Race!”
Dracula knocked on the table. ”Of course, this isn't something that can be done overnight. It requires a long period of training, but we have to put forward the patience that we used to domesticate those giant beasts!”
”What?”
”Retain those werewolves?”
”Even if they're used as slaves, we're letting them off too easily!”
Just as imagined, this suggestion instantly roused torrents of activity and talk among the vampire nobility.
Even though they were high-ranks amongst the Blood Race and could slightly control the hatred in their blood, they were ultimately still unable to repress their natural instinct.
”If Caesar had already been beheaded, I would definitely exterminate all the werewolves and wipe these brutes completely from this realm…”
Dracula said slowly, ”But the key issue now is… that Caesar has escaped. With his existence, the werewolves wouldn't become extinct, hence… we need to change our approach. Every Blood Race member is precious. We can let all the werewolves kill each other! This is my decision!”
Using the authority of the rank of Grand Duke in the Blood Race, this decision was ultimately fully implemented.
The thirty thousand captured werewolves would be reduced to slaves, and they even wore specially created chains and shackles that could suppress their ability to transform into wolves.
They would offer their service to the nobility in the form of humans, withstand all the hard labor, and even become sources of fresh blood.
…
”Countess Catherine!”
Inside the army camp, many werewolves were close together and the stench was horrible.
A lady wearing a high-class evening dress walked in leisurely and looked over each cage.
The Blood guard who was keeping watch instantly bent his body and bowed. ”Your honor, what's the purpose of your visit?”
”Following the Grand Duke's orders, I want to choose some slaves for myself!”
Catherine smiled charmingly. ”The iron mine in my territory requires at least ten thousand werewolves to exploit, and… I need to find a little fun for myself at the same time.”
As she was speaking, she stopped in front of a cage and looked at the werewolf inside.
At this moment, the other party had already completely undone its wolf transformation and had changed into the appearance of a human teenager.
That golden yellow curly hair and sky-blue eyes made the matriarch's eyes sparkle as she licked her red lips. ”This is a teenage wolf right?”
”Correct, in the perspective of a werewolf, he is indeed only a teenager, but he's very aggressive and has injured many of our knights. In order to suppress him, we even had no choice but to unleash a spell!”
”Alright, I want him then.”
Catherine laughed as her leather boots entered the cage and stroked the teenager's chin. ”What's your name… Never mind! It's not important at all what you were called before. From this day forth, you are my slave—Sisay!”
Roar! Roar!
The teenager's gaze revealed a hint of aggression as he struggled, as though he wanted to bite someone.
”Hehe… I cannot allow you to bite me!”
The countess smiled as she retracted her beautiful feet. ”In the future, I'll 'love' you dearly.
”Sir?”
The Blood guards at the side instantly looked a little lifeless.
”Prepare a slave collar for him, engraved with the name Sisay!”
Catherine returned to her cold arrogant look. ”In addition to that, add his master's name. From this day forth, he's considered to be my property, do you understand?”
”Yes, my lady!”
A few vampires loudly answered.
However, the teenage werewolf inside the cage was still clueless, and he totally didn't understand that its destiny had already been changed.