Chapter 291 (2/2)
Vivian could only sigh. “It’s the truth. She is a reliable person.”
“This has nothing to do with reliability!” Zeon swung his hand in defiance. “How can we let these mongrels defile our property! The ruins were discovered by us! There’s no part for these mongrels in this!”
Lily’s temper flared as she heard what Zeon said. Her ears sprang up with a loud pop and she slammed the table with both hands, screaming, “So what if I’m a werewolf? We werewolves are much more honourable than you! Much braver than you! Much more united than you! We even have bigger tails! Heck, you lot don’t even have tails! You guys were just lucky enough to stumble upon the ruins! Who ever told you it was yours? And with things as they are, you are still so stubborn?! Even Hessiana’s group is much more reasonable than yours!”
Hao Ren really admired Lily’s straightforwardness and guts, but he could not understand what the big deal was in having a big tail…
Shaken by Lily’s sudden outburst, some of the vampires started taking defensive postures. One of them who lacked control even bared his fangs. Seeing the situation as it was, Lily bravely stood behind Hao Ren as she pushed the latter forward. “Wanna fight?! Come on! We’ll take on all comers! Mano a mano! Just get in line! I’m not afraid of any of you! Right, Mr. Landlord? Right, Big Guy? Right, Vivian? Right, Lil Pea…”
Wuyue, who was being ranked behind Lil Pea in terms of combat ability, was rather unhappy about it. But she wisely kept quiet: She just did not fight.
Vivian found that if she continued to keep quiet, the whole meeting would go down the drain, so she stood up. “Quiet, all of you! You too, Lily! Sit! You are probably the first werewolf I’ve seen who’s so daring in the company of vampires. You’re brave, I’ll give you that. Zeon, let me ask you something, does my word count for nothing?”
The head of the Lucas Family was clearly stubborn on the matter, so much so that even Hao Ren could not understand his thought process. “This is a matter of principle. Living in the same city with werewolves is already reaching my limits, but I cannot allow them to touch the ruins. You don’t understand the situation there, My Lady. Please don’t take it that I’m being blindly stubborn. The ruins are simply too special to allow anyone else access to it. It contains the Primordial Powers unknown even in the Age of Mythology. It may very well be the Old Kingdom promised in the prophecy… That said, I cannot allow or accept a werewolf butting her head into this. Lady Vivian, your way of doing things is just too unique. It is not my place to scold an elder, but I hope you understand that these actions will not be accepted by anyone!”
“Allow me to interrupt.” Hao Ren had been quiet the entire time and by then, he could not keep his doubts to himself anymore. “Does race even matter in times like this? The demon hunters are close to wiping all unusual creatures from the surface of the planet and you are still at each other’s throats? That’s foolish.”
Y’zaks had a sh*t-eating grin on his face. “If nothing else works, I’ll give him a pep talk on the topic of world peace…”
Cold sweat immediately formed across Hao Ren’s forehead as he quickly killed Y’zaks plan at its infancy. They were there as guests, not to commit a massacre.
Upon Hao Ren’s mentioning of the demon hunters and their current situation, Zeon’s expression seemed to soften a little, but he still shook his head. “You speak truly and that is why I accepted a small group of werewolves in the city. However, that doesn’t mean that I need to sacrifice the needs of my people for them.”
Vivian faked a cough to draw everyone’s attention. “Ahem, let me remind you Zeon, that the ruins are not yours, they were never the Blood Clan’s property.”
Both Zeon and Hessiana were stunned.
“This is the Peloponnese, home of Zeus and the Olympians. Besides, the entrace to the ruins was found in the Parthenon. While the rift may not be tethered to it’s original location, it would not diverge far from its origins. I’m quite sure that it’s probably one of the Olympian temple complexes, am I right?”
Zeon had a rather perplexed look. “…You are right. But, we aren’t sure exactly which temple it is. The destruction in the ruins is very bad.”
“So… that means you have taken over someone else’s home, changed the locks, made a new pair of keys and called yourself the master of the house?” Vivian stared at Zeon intently. “And while you are pillaging said house, you self-righteously declare those who enter the house thieves? Heh, my, my. Where’s your honour, boy?