762 Chapter 762: Her Presence Changes Everything.

762 Chapter 762: Her Presence Changes Everything.

Chapter 762: Her Presence Changes Everything.

Tasha took a few more minutes to explain while Victor struggled to comprehend what New Dawn desired. Initially, the organization was just a group of individuals who came together due to Victor's overwhelming presence. This initial group consisted of Niklaus Horseman, a former Vampire Count, General James, a former Inquisition General, and Fanir, The First Prince of the Werewolves.

As the organization indirectly got involved in clashes with Victor, they grew increasingly frustrated and sought additional support, which led them to Baal and Diablo. With the arrival of those two Demons came the entire influence behind the Demonic Army. Diablo had planned to create a new Pantheon composed solely of Infernal Beings from the Seven Hells. Thanks to this temporary alliance, the group established broader contacts with other Infernal Entities.

However, this alliance was shattered by The Angels and Victor during the last war, leading the organization to engage with other entities in an attempt to deal with the new Demon King, Victor Alucard.

"Wait a second... Then isn't the creation of this group my fault?" Victor thought, reflecting on the fact that his mere incomprehensible existence was what led these Beings to seek even more support, directly or indirectly.

Not only these Beings, but Victor had also indirectly intimidated the many Pantheons with his rapid and frightening growth of Power. To the Gods, Victor was like a rising young star becoming popular. At first, they were amused by Victor's youthful and arrogant behavior, but upon awakening a few years later, they realized that this boy had become strong enough to threaten their Pantheons completely.

Victor's evolution was too rapid! He went from a mere fledgling Progenitor to fighting against a fully matured Demon King! A genius like him would inspire fear in any Supernatural Being, whether God or Mortal.

Faced with this abyssal existence, the Pantheons began to do something they had never done before due to the status quo. They began to seek alliances with other Pantheons or groups.

'Not only the Gods of Earth but foreign Gods like the Elder Gods of Nightingale must also be involved. To them, I am like an enhanced version of Vlad that needs to be eliminated at any cost,' Victor thought, aware that his existence was drawing the attention of various groups around the globe.

With each new discovery about the state of the world, Victor's motivation to seek allies and build his own domain grew. It was evident that his existence was arousing the interest of countless Factions around the globe.

Being a shining star had its disadvantages too... But did Victor care about that?

Of course not, He would never back down from a challenge. He would do what he always did: prepare, grow stronger, and make more allies.

From the very beginning, Victor never concealed his Power. Why should he? He was the damned Progenitor, Scathach's disciple, and a flashy man by nature. Anything he did would be done in a grandiose manner. That was Victor's style. With this attitude, he would attract attention, whether he wanted to or not. Therefore, he was prepared to face whatever destiny had in store for him.

"... This fool..." Maya frowned in frustration, unable to believe the First Prince could be so naive.

"Is he really your son, Tasha? What happened to that intelligent man you used to talk about?" Maya asked, perplexed by the situation.

"Unfortunately, I have to agree with you,' sighed Tasha, looking at her son with a complicated expression. "It seems haste and greed can turn even one of the smartest men into a fool."

"...Perhaps he has also been manipulated," Adam suggested.

Tasha and Maya looked at Adam.

"What do you mean, my son?" Maya asked.

"As The Queen explained, he is under a powerful Privacy Spell that not even Alucard can break" Adam began, explaining his reasoning.

"If there is such a powerful Entity capable of doing that within this organization, itis likely just as plausible to assume that Fanir may have been manipulated."

"Knowing The First Prince, I bet that in the beginning, he was just trying to use this group to become The King of The Werewolves. And once he achieved his goal, he would abandon this group."

"An organization of this scale would never allow such a potentially powerful tool as a King of a Nation to leave so easily." Maya added, understanding the scenario painted by Adam, She realized that she would have done the same if she had been in charge of this organization.

"Correct," Adam agreed.

Adam knew Tasha and Volk’s eldest children well. He had seen them grow, taught them, and understood their personalities. Though he was astute, he knew that Fanir had always been loyal to The Werewolves and would never willingly hand over his people to foreigners. If he had to point out the child he knew the least, it would be the youngest, who had just been born.

"Who said I couldn't break the Privacy Spell?" Suddenly, Victor's voice echoed through the room.

The group of Werewolves looked at the Demon King with neutral yet weary gazes.

'Is there anything this man can't do? Isn't he too competent? Should such an existence be allowed?' Adam wondered, perplexed by the shattering of his paradigm. After all, Victor's existence was simply baffling. There should be things he couldn't do, right?

If Victor could hear Adam's thoughts, he would surely calm him down and suggest he have a chamomile tea to relax, as he was not omnipotent. There were limits to his abilities, and that was why he relied on his subordinates.

"You can break the Spell? Why haven't you done so yet?" Anderson asked.

"Out of respect for Tasha." Victor replied.

"... Huh?" Tasha was surprised to hear her name mentioned suddenly.

Victor turned his gaze to Tasha, "If wanted to break the Privacy Spell, I would have to kill Fanir."

A shiver ran through Tasha's body upon hearing Victor's words.

"And despite who you are, I know you wouldn't be able to kill your own son. You would make him suffer for his foolish acts in a way that he would wish for death, but you would never kill him. That's why I didn't mention such a possibility," Victor explained.

Maya, Adam, and Anderson looked at the two with suspicion evident on their faces. How had Victor gotten so close to The Queen to understand her so well?

Tasha felt perplexed as she looked into Victor's eyes. It was as if all the natural barriers she had built throughout her life, barriers that not even Volk could surpass, simply didn't exist in front of him.

She felt utterly vulnerable under those Draconic Eyes. It was a terrifying yet sweet sensation... Knowing that there was someone who could understand and comprehend her at a glance made her inner self twist with a bittersweet feeling.

At that moment, The Queen fought hard to maintain her impassive expression, a skill she had honed throughout her life.

Suddenly, Victor averted his gaze from Tasha and turned towards the exit.

"Where are you going?" Tasha couldn't help but ask unconsciously. For a moment, when she saw Victor turning around, she felt a slight panic.

"We're done here. From now on, it’s your job," Victor said, looking at the group with a slight smile. "So, I'll go enjoy my vacation."

They had forgotten that the reason Alucard was in this country was for a "vacation".

"Ifyou need my help, you know where to find me," Victor said, offering his support to the group.

Maya suddenly snapped out of her stupor and exclaimed, "Wait a minute!" She ran toward Victor and began walking alongside him.

"What is it?" he questioned.

"You're on vacation, right? Let me be your guide!"

"Hmm-, you're bored, aren't you?"

"Yes, immensely!"

Victor was momentarily taken aback by the honest response, but soon he smiled lightly. "Then, be my guide, Maya."

"Sure, let's go. I know a place that serves amazing food."

"I've already told you I can only consume Blood and water."

"It's a pity to be a Vampire."

"I agree with you in this specific case."

Tasha's intense gaze toward Maya was so penetrating that Adam could swear The Queen wanted to pierce his mother’s body. Adam wasn't a fool; he could read between the lines.

Even though Victor wasn’t doing anything, his mere presence was a dangerous weapon. The way Maya and Tasha were behaving was proof enough.

As far as he could remember, Tasha had never shown so much interest in another man as she did now. The signs were too obvious to ignore.

The way Maya was acting was natural; she had always been this way. But Adam had never seen his mother show such interest in someone for such a long time.

Even her "parents" would eventually be forgotten by her, only remembered when she was frustrated or "reminiscing" about the old times.

Adam sighed internally.

"It’s a good thing I don't have any wives..." he rejoiced in that particular fact. He wouldn't know how to handle it if his wife looked at Victor that way.

"Yeah, I'll keep him away from my wife," Anderson agreed. Every time he saw Victor interacting with a different woman, he felt discomfort, as if he was about to wear a green hat.

Those were his male instincts warning him, doing their best to prevent him from wearing a "green hat" And as a good Werewolf who followed his instincts, he would obey them.

"... Huh?" Fanir suddenly awoke from Victor's Charm, looking around confusedly.

"Why am I trapped in ice?"

"You fool," Anderson sneered at his brother, turning to leave as well. He had some things to take care of.

"I hope there are no traitors in my Faction?" Anderson narrowed his eyes menacingly.

"What?" Tasha asked when she noticed Adam's gaze.

"My Queen, do you need my help?" Adam respectfully asked.

Tasha remained silent briefly before speaking, "... Go, Adam. If need you, I'll call for you."

"Very well..."

As Adam turned to leave, Tasha began giving orders to her Betas.

"Take this fool to the dungeon. I want the names of everyone he has interacted with in the past!"

"Yes!"

"And someone bring that Vam..." Tasha stopped speaking when she realized what she was about to say.

"Nevermind, just do as I said!"

"Yes!"

...

"Hmm, for some reason, it feels like I'm in the Snow Clan, but with the smell of wet dog in the air instead of Stoic Vampires," commented Natalia.

"Now that you mention it, our Clans have quite similar characteristics, don't they?" Leona agreed.

"The most noticeable difference would be the eye color, skin tone, and breast size" observed Natalia, specifically looking at Leona's breasts.

Leona covered her upper body. "What do you mean by that, huh?"

"See? Even the delinquent tone is the same. Are you sure you're not a bastard daughter of the Snow Clan?"

"I am not a damn Vampire!"

[Hmm, all the women in the Lykos Clan have slimmer and more athletic bodies. I guess it’s a genetic thing,] Kaguya commented.

[That makes sense. After all, Maya doesn't seem very "Milf’-like, unlike Agnes,] Maria explained.

[Could you please not use that pornographic term here?] Eve spoke to Maria.

[Just call her Matriarch, as you do with Maya. Don't be a degenerate Maria.] Bruna npoke disdainfully.

[Shut up, Bruna! You perverted nun!] Maria snapped.

[W-What? I'm not perverted!]

[Say that while looking at your lascivious body! Are you sure you're not a Succubus!?]

[Kyaa, don’t hit my breasts!]

"Ugh... Can you all be quiet for a moment?" Leona put her hand on her head as she heard several women speaking in her mind, For a moment, she could understand how Deadpool felt when he heard multiple voices in his head.

'No wonder he became even crazier,' Leona thought.

Walking for a few more minutes, Leona suddenly stopped and frustratingly stomped on the ground.

"Why is this damn place so big?"

"How disrespectful, speaking of your home like that."

Leona, Natalia, and Big Guy turned their heads and saw a tall woman with short hair that was white as snow and emerald green eyes.

The woman wore a short black jacket that barely covered her breasts, revealing a seductive cleavage. Her arms were exposed, and she wore tight black pants paired with high heels. It was manifest that her style was heavily influenced by Leona's grandmother.

The undeniable proof was in her abdomen, displaying, perfectly defined six-pack abs, a testament to her diligent effort in achieving a toned body. Each abdominal muscle was sharp and delineated, drawing perfect lines along her stomach, conveying the discipline and dedication she had devoted to her exercise routine. Every curve and contour of her body showcased an ideal balance between strength and elegance, as her muscles stood out beneath her lightly bronzed skin, demonstrating her incredible physical fitness.

Three men stood behind the woman, clearly members of the Lykos Clan, meaning they were Leona's 'family'.

"And who are you?"

"My, how rude; I forgot to introduce myself to my nieces," she smiled seductively and gently. "My name is Bellatrix Lykos, but you can call me Bella."

"...So you plan to cast the Cruciatus Curse on me and revel in my expressions of pain, got it."

"Leona..." Natalia pinched Leona's arm.

"Ouch, ouch, stop, that hurts!"

"Huh...?" Bella just looked confusedly at Leona.

"Don't mind it; it's just an inside joke." Leona said as she grumbled internally about uncultured people who did not understand anything about culture.

"Hmm~" Bella looked at Leona with an evaluating gaze, clearly noticing that the new child had a peculiar sense of humor.

"Anyway, allow me to introduce these men behind me. The oldest with the scary face is Ivan Lykos; he is my brother, my husband, and your uncle."

"Hello."

"Hello." Leona replied as her brain seemed to shut off.

"The baby-faced one is Marcelo; he's my brother, my husband, and your uncle as well."

"Hello."

"Hello." Leona automatically returned the greeting.

"The smallest one is Rodrigo, who is only 165 cm tall; he's my nephew, my husband, and your cousin."

"I'm not small! You guys are the tall freaks! You know that in Asia, I would be normal, right?" Rodrigo complained.

"Yeah, yeah, we've heard that several times, dwarf," Marcelo sarcastically replied.

"..." Leona looked at the group for a long time, experiencing the phenomenon called 'culture shock.' No matter how much she looked around, everyone seemed to find what Bella had just uttered completely normal.

"What the hell?"