Chapter 216: Diary (2/2)

But Qianye being unable to find a reason didn’t mean the dark races were stupid. In truth, most of those old geezers from the Evernight Council had lived for thousands of years and had experienced too many things during their long life. Due to their experience and strength, they make virtually no mistakes. The foolish things they sometimes did were out of boredom.

Qianye withdrew his thoughts and continued flipping through the book. Although he had guessed, from the spoils of war, that this blood knight was one of extraordinary origins, he never expected him to actually be a baron from the upper continent who had been conscripted here.

Very soon, Qianye found another interesting entry.

“I have to admit that I’m now somewhat interested in this conscription order. According to Mills, it seems the war this time has something to do with a treasure left behind by the Black Monarch. This guy has never been reliable but I admit I’m inclined to believe him this time. As to why I am, I can only say that it’s the intuition granted to me by the primogenitor. This fellow, Mills, has made so many mistakes. He’s got to get it right at least once, right?”

Black Monarch? Qianye wasn't at all familiar with this major historical character of the dark races. However, someone who could use such a name was possibly a great dark monarch, and even the items left behind by the weakest of great dark monarchs would interest a marshal of the empire.

From there on, Qianye slowed down his browsing speed and, as expected, saw many shocking contents.

“Black Monarch? Which Black Monarch? Those frightening and repulsive old geezers of the council want to cover up all history. But that won’t pose a problem for me—I, Deryl Kurlas, may only be a baron, but at the same time, I’m also a great scholar and adventurer!”

“There’s only one monarch who matches the conditions in the most recent thousand years of history—the second generation vampire progenitor, the terrifying Black Winged Monarch Andruil!

“He disappeared not long after the War of Daybreak and his fate was unknown. There was no explanation all this time for his disappearance. I personally believe that a better solution is to investigate the world outside of the 27 continents. After all, the vampire progenitors have a natural advantage in this respect… it seems I’ve gone off-topic?”

The sudden disappearance of a second generation vampire progenitor? Qianye silently memorized the name Andruil. He hoped to collect some information related to the Black Winged Monarch should the opportunity present itself. But at present, he needed to survive this war first.

The remaining diary entries were all related to Deryl’s activities after arriving in Evernight Continent. The requirements of the dark race conscription order were quite relaxed. It was evident from this that they had no specific target to plunder. As a baron and also as an expert in stealth and ambush, Deryl basically possessed complete freedom of action as long as he entered his designated war zone when the conflict began.

The length of this section wasn’t short either—Deryl was someone who just couldn’t stay idle. He had spent almost half a year’s time exploring various places in Evernight Continent. However, he hadn’t taken part in any proper battles. According to his own accounts, he only set about killing people after his identity was seen through.

He had only raided a human settlement once in a state of intense starvation on his return from a dangerous exploration trip lasting over ten days without blood.

As for the results of the raid, he only played it down with a few words, “Even the blood of seemingly young girls and tender children tasted incomparably coarse. As expected, this continent is only suited for the lower species of inferior bloodlines to live. Additionally, one should always wash the food before every meal. This is especially required in Evernight Continent.”

The corner of Qianye’s eyes twitched slightly as he read on. This was the true relationship between humans and the dark races. This adventure-obsessed Deryl could already be considered quite mild, although his mild behavior stemmed from his pride and his contempt for the human race as a whole.

Among his adventures in Evernight Continent, there were mentions of certain mysterious places even someone like Deryl was temporarily unable to enter—Twilight Woods, Polar Fissure, Noctilucent Ridge, etc. Qianye was intrigued by these names which he had never even heard of before. He had long since known that this continent he had been staying in for the longest was extremely vast. However, he had never known just how vast it was. Perhaps he could go everywhere to take a look after growing stronger in the future.

Suddenly, a certain passage attracted Qianye’s attention.

“Today, I found an extremely ancient document. Its contents are truly astonishing! Who would’ve imagined Andruil had actually been living secretly in Evernight Continent for decades!? No one actually knew that the great Black Winged Monarch had come to Evernight Continent! Perhaps this was the truth those Evernight Council geezers had been concealing at all costs! Some among them are, in fact, characters from Andruil’s era. I absolutely refuse to believe that they’re not aware that Andruil came to Evernight Continent and even lived here for so long.

“Ha! This is truly a good day! I finally found evidence of Andruil’s former movements! Perhaps I might be able to discover something from this.

“A whole week of effort wasn’t wasted! I simply can’t believe what I found! A remnant disk with runespeak engravings! Even though two-thirds of it is missing, judging from its unique style, this must be a key. The key to opening the Black Winged Monarch’s treasure! Perhaps I should keep this item. It is most appropriate for a vampire to inherit the treasure of a vampire progenitor.

“I’ve finally obtained new rewards after two months. I found my target in an indescribably small human town across this foul-smelling marsh—an old man on his deathbed whose ancestor had once waited upon Andruil. That was naturally during the time the Black Winged Monarch had stayed in Evernight. I only needed a few tricks to get all the relevant information. His ancestors did indeed leave words for his descendants, telling them to bring the remnant disk to the Forgotten Mountain Range on the Flaming Beacon Continent. There will be a gift for them therein as a reward for his 30 years of loyal service.

“The problem right now is this damned conscription order. I have to wait till the war is over before I can go to Flaming Beacon Continent!”

There was only a single entry on the last page.

“A young human had actually seen through my disguise? This is interesting. Perhaps I should make him my descendant.”

Here, the diary came to an end.

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