773 Weird Invitation (1/2)

After the pitch dark where one could not see one's own fingers was gone, the forest seemed to have been caught in extreme quietness. Even the slithering bugs below the rotten leaves stopped making any noise.

”Lucien Evans…” The low gnashing sound came over from the dark clouds in the sky and the dispersing smoke, and it was mixed with intense fury.

For Dracula, Lucien represented a memory that was the opposite of pleasant. As a vampire prince who had lived tens of thousands of years, and an expert who ranked among the top ten in the whole world even including demigods, he was actually tricked by a bug who had just reached the sixth circle and suffered a failure that his capabilities did not deserve at all. He could have smashed the guy into pieces just with his intimidating air, but he could only watch the guy summon the Primordial Ancestor and wound him.

Whenever he recalled that, Dracula felt that his face was burning and his heart was full of humiliation. He intended to find an opportunity to kill Lucien, but the guy was devoted to arcana studies and barely went out. When he was indeed out, it was impossible to determine his location through the Host Stars of Destiny. Also, as a vampire prince with self-esteem, Dracula could not do things like lurking around Allyn for a long time. Even if he were to abandon his pride, he might not be able to fool the grand arcanist who watched over Allyn. So, the thing had been postponed until this day.

Of course, for vampires who had long lifespans, it was not so much as procrastination, even less so for Prince Dracula, a top legendary expert who could create a prosperous city in his dream that might easily last a hundred years. For him, ten years could be as short as a dinner. It was not procrastination at all. Who could've thought that Lucien would grow from a sixth-circle sorcerer into a top legend in only ten years and reach the same level as him?

It was a miracle that he had never seen before!

Considering that her ”boss” was quite moody, just like everything when he just woke up, Fitia sighed and said courteously, ”Mr. Evans, the Valley of Fiery Stone is the headquarters of the Dark Congress, and an important meeting is to be held soon. So, unless invited, no outsiders are allowed to approach. Do you want to fight against the entire Dark Congress?”

She was both polite and reasonable, so Lucien smiled and said, ”I'm only here to visit Mr. Rhine. I can wait for him here.”

To be honest, Lucien would rather not enter the Valley of Fiery Stone even if he were invited. The place had a powerful defense and a top legend who was hostile to him. Danisos, the primordial dragon of time, was not particularly fond of human beings either. Entering the place recklessly was like entering the Holy City. His life would be at somebody else's mercy.

Suddenly, Dubenal, who had gotten back on his feet again, spoke loudly, ”What if Mr. Evans is invited? We, the werewolves, invite him to attend the meeting as a witness of the justice and impartiality of the meeting.”

Nasdell was shocked. Why is the prince, who fought a life-and-death battle against Lucien Evans just now, suddenly inviting the legendary sorcerer of the Congress of Magic? Is the moon rising from the west?

For a moment, he felt that his brain was in a mess, and he could not understand what was going on at all. He couldn't help but realize that although he was smart, he was a clown compared to the wise prince. It was impossible for him to comprehend his mysterious plans!

”Dubenal, do you have any idea what you are doing, you hideous monster whose head is full of hair?” Dracula, who was hiding in the high darkness, said arrogantly and bluntly.

Under normal circumstances, Prince Dracula was a gentleman who appreciated manners, but manners were unneeded when he was faced with a filthy werewolf and a cunning reptile.

Dubenal laughed loudly. ”This is the right of werewolves acknowledged by all the members of the Dark Congress…”

”I did not say that I want to attend the meeting,” Lucien interrupted him at a leisurely pace.

Crack.

Dubenal's smile was frozen on his face. He said both in shock and in fury, ”Then, what are you doing here?”

Why are you here if you haven't come to attend the meeting and disrupt Danisos and Dracula's scheme?

”I'm here to visit Mr. Rhine.” Lucien did not know the werewolf prince very well, but according to the files of the Congress, he was a legend whose mind was a simple straight line. So, Lucien repeated himself again.

”Why didn't you say it early?” Dubenal's roar shocked the bizarre-looking birds in the forest, which fluttered out in fear. Aren't such reasons all excuses? Do you not know what excuse is?

”I already said it before…” Lucien couldn't help but rub his forehead. What were you thinking?

Dracula fell into silence while listening to their conversation. Nasdell found it even more impossible to keep up with the pace. Fitia, on the other hand, blinked her green eyes, and her lips were cramping slightly.

Fitia couldn't bear to watch the conversation continue anymore and said in a gentle voice, ”As a matter of fact, Mr. Evans, you can attend the meeting.”

In the meantime, she waved her hands at the black cat that was moving toward Dubenal and said, ”Skoy, come back.”

”Fitia, what are you doing?” Dracula said in surprise.

Completely ignoring her ”boss”, Fitia went on to say, ”Because the content of the meeting was exposed in advance, at the request of most members, the meeting will be held outside of the Valley of Fiery Stone, in case certain ambitious schemers silence the oppositions with the defense. Therefore, attending the meeting is not dangerous.”

”Fitia!” Dracula already sounded angry.