Chapter 1734 - Sisters! Your Chief Is Back!

Once an internal crack appeared, it would be very difficult to make amendments.

The Flaming Demon Tribe and the Abyss Demon Tribe's war had been going on for months. Simmons's and Alfred's death had caused the two tribes to become archenemies.

The battle had even expanded to two other neighboring small tribes, causing a large area of war and conflict on the Demon Islands.

The alliance that was formed previously was long gone, and there was no longer trust between any of the tribes on the Demon Islands.

Solving the conflicts on the Demon Islands had become the headache of the various tribe leaders, and once they could not form an alliance, none of the demon tribes could stand a chance in a war against the other races.

"The two gangsters who want to fight have fought amongst themselves. That's better than them looking for trouble with others who were minding their own businesses. I just don't know how the two fools, Simmons and Alfred, could die together just like that?" mocked Dracula, who was sitting in a dimly lit dining room of an ancient castle. He donned a black suit and had his hair combed back neatly.. Sitting at the end of a long table, Dracula pinched a crystal glass with two fingers, and swirled the red wine inside gently.

"This is not a good thing for the Demon Islands. The peace talks are coming up in a few days, and this would make us have less say," Maynard said solemnly.

"I think it's fine, the real sorrow of the Demon Islands begins when a bunch of violent people try to represent the demons," Dracula said with a smile after taking a sip of wine.

"With our might, the vampires could own way more land." Maynard looked at Dracula.

"You can tell that to our patriarch. He always thought that the vampires didn't need more land," Dracula said without a care.

"You're now the leader of the vampires. As long as you agree…"

"I agree very much with our patriarch. Our current land is completely sufficient. There's no need to exchange the lives of our people for some useless space with a bunch of fools," Dracula said with a nod.

"Dracula, that's not useless space. It represents the might and prosperity of the vampires. Since you've obtained the Ancestor Bloodline, you should take up the responsibility of an Ancestor, and lead the vampires to a brighter future!" Maynard told Dracula hatefully.

Dracula placed the glass of wine on the table, and mocked, "Maynard, I respect you as an elder, so I call you my big brother. However, since you know that I am already one of the Ancestors, what status of yours are you using to instruct me? The chief of the vampires? Or your so-called righteousness for the tribe?"

"You…" Maynard was stumped for words. He looked at Dracula as his face flushed, unable to refute.

The Ancestors enjoyed a high status within the vampires, which transcended the status of the chief.

Other than the dead Giles, the other patriarch only appeared during important events.

However, Dracula could overcome the boundaries of bloodline, and gained the Ancestor Bloodline from Giles to become the new Vampire Ancestor. Therefore, his status was already above Giles'.

"I know Giles had once promised to pass you the Ancestor Bloodline, but you've already taken the role of chief for so many years. Don't you know that the Ancestor Bloodline cannot be simply passed down just because you wish for it to happen?" Dracula picked up the glass. "Also, I will be going to Chaos City to attend the preliminary meeting. While I'm at it, I'll go visit my beloved niece."

After that, Dracula disappeared from the dining room as a wisp of black smoke.

"Bastard!" Maynard punched the wall with his fist as he let out a low howl.

With the Ancestor Bloodline, one could add at least 500 years to his lifespan. It was even longer than an ordinary 10th-tier vampire's. However, this chance had been snatched by the lazy Dracula, and this foiled his plans that he had been at for years.

***

The Aug Tribe.

A tall orc walked into a black palace quickly. He reported to Auster, who was sitting in the highest position. "Chief, we've already confirmed that the young lass from Falk Tribe would personally attend the meeting in Chaos City. Rex might stay in the tribe, and this is a good chance for us to kill her."

"It is indeed an opportunity hard to come by." Auster smiled sinisterly. "I want to let everyone know that those who go against the Aug Tribe will not end up well!"

"Chief, if we kill the chief of the Falk Tribe now, it might result in negative sentiments, and I'm afraid everyone would connect it to us." Another orc tried to talk Auster out of it.

"This is the effect I want. I want to warn all those who are attempting to go against the Aug Tribe so that they would be obedient and help us take down the world. Otherwise, they would end up just like the Falk Tribe," Aug Tribe said with a cold laugh. His gaze turned cold. "Send out the best eagle ride. I don't want to see her in Chaos City."

"Yes!" the orc who first came in to report answered, and left quickly.

***

"Are you sure you don't need me to go with you?" Rex asked Connie, who was double-checking the specialty food that she was going to bring back for her friends.

"Yes. Master, just stay here to watch the tribe. I'm completely fine going on my own." Connie waved her hand casually. She picked up a packet of dried fruit, and checked it before putting it down. "Besides, didn't you already say that I am the best at infiltration other than you? No one can assassinate targets better than me, so there's nothing that you have to worry about."

"That's not what I'm worried about." Rex looked at Connie, and said, "I'm worried that you would go in the wrong direction."

Connie's face flushed red, and she let out a couple of dry coughs before saying, "Don't worry. This time, I will be taking a ride that knows the way to Chaos City. I will definitely reach it safely."

"I hope so." Rex nodded with a little doubt.

"I'll be setting off tomorrow, and I won't be disturbing your sleep." Connie could not contain her excitement. "I am already dying to go back to the restaurant to have a feast!"

***

The next afternoon.

Dozens of orcs rode on a black giant eagle as it stood on the edge of a cliff, looking out towards the north.

"Didn't the information say that she had long set off?"

"This is a route that she would have to pass by from the Falk Tribe to Chaos City. We have our people along the entire route. It's impossible for us to miss her."

"Even if she's taking the slowest pigeon, she would have already arrived here, right? Why isn't there anything?"

The orcs chatted softly, puzzled by the current situation. They did not know if they should continue to stand here, or if they should leave.

***

"Sisters! Your chief is back!"

On the other side, Connie had already opened the door to Mamy Restaurant with bags of food as she rushed into the restaurant happily.

"I'm here at the right time. It's time for lunch." Connie looked at the table of food, and her eyes lit up. She looked at Mag with a smile, and said, "Boss, do you mind adding an extra pair of chopsticks?"