Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

The gaunt man, with his hands in his pockets, walked over with an affected expression as he looked at his subordinate lying on the ground groaning.

"Even though you're disgusting to the point of making me want to vomit."

"But you shouldn't have sent a Hun to attack us."

"Unless you, the person directly involved, are also blinded by the rumors circulating online."

Liana curled her lip, her gaze towards the gaunt man revealing undisguised disgust and hatred.

The man in front of me is none other than...

It was the arms dealer, Baltasaru Zaharias, who destroyed their Kaljana family and took everything from the sisters.

Zaharias, the current Speaker of the Provisional Autonomous Government of Nilepusi, and the leader of the vampire Huns.

Both the Hun and the vampire are vampires.

However, there is a world of difference between the two. The difference is that the Xiongnu do not have any beasts to command.

It's important to know that vampires possess immortal life force and extremely strong magic.

However, vampires have no means of attack; they cannot use magic or spells.

Familiars are the vampires' only means of attack.

Therefore, if a vampire cannot summon his own familiar after reaching adulthood, he will not be recognized as a vampire by other vampires.

Such vampires are also collectively referred to as "Hungarians".

Of course, normally, very few vampires cannot summon familiars, but the problem is that vampires have extremely long lifespans, and over time, they can accumulate a considerable number of them.

Over time, not only has the number of Huns increased significantly, but the conflict between vampires and Huns has also deepened.

After all, the Huns are not recognized by the vampires.

They do not have their own territory; they exist in tribes all over the world.

Furthermore, there is a long-standing grudge between the Xiongnu tribes. Because they are all weak, it is quite common for them to fight each other for resources.

The one who united these Huns, won the war against the territory of Karyana, and ultimately seized most of Karyana's territory, establishing the Hunnic territory known as Nilepusi, was Zahaliyas.

His race was merely human, and he was not a high-ranking politician; he was simply a businessman, an arms dealer.

Of course, he wasn't selling ordinary guns and ammunition, but rather magical artifacts with extraordinary powers.

The reason why the Huns were able to win the battle against the vampires of the Calyana territory was because Zaharias made full use of his advantage as an arms dealer, providing the Huns with a large number of powerful magical artifacts, which the Huns were able to embed into their bodies to enhance their individual and overall combat power.

However, even if the Huns are equipped with powerful magical artifacts, their combat strength will increase, but at most they can only defeat those low-level vampires.

It's meaningless to Liana and her parents, who are mid-level demons.

What truly defeated them was the original body that Zaharias possessed at the time.

The Fourth Ancestor's true form was the one that dealt them the most devastating blow.

"Of course not, but now that you don't even have a physical body, you are no longer of any value to me."

"I came here to find that body."

"If you don't want to die, then step back."

Zaharias strode forward with a wicked grin, when suddenly two blonde girls, about ten years old, appeared on either side of him.

Most importantly, these two little girls look exactly like Aurora from Masato Haramura's works.

It's even worse than twins; it's like they were perfectly replicated one-to-one from a factory assembly line.

"You actually dare to disturb His Majesty."

"Arms dealers, even if you die here today, I will not let you take another step forward."

All the vampires formed a circle, ready to fight, their swords drawn.

"Your spirit is commendable, but we won't need you this time."

Just as the situation was about to erupt, a faint voice rang out as the mysterious purple magic circle lit up, and two figures, one tall and one short, appeared simultaneously as the magic circle materialized.

"There's no need to risk your life to solve a problem that you can't solve."

Zaharias's previously casual gaze suddenly turned piercing.

"Namiya Nayue, the Witch of the Gap!"

Zaharias's gaze lingered on the purple figure before finally settling on Makoto Haramura.

"This is the prototype of number twelfth?"

"No wonder there are rumors that something is wrong with the twelfth body."

"It's actually a raw body, and it even possesses such intelligence."

"In that case, who really has the upper hand?"

Zaharias said this to both Haramura Makoto and Minami Natsuki at the same time.

Clearly, the current situation seems to have taken him by surprise, leaving him somewhat unprepared.

"It seems you haven't met Xian Guyong before."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to say such ignorant things, arms dealer."

Nangong Nayue's arrogant words were full of contempt for Zaharias.

"I understand."

Zaharias seemed completely unconcerned about Nangong Nayue's contempt.

His gaze no longer lingered on Nangong Nayue, but was completely fixed on Haramura Makoto.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to offer you my sincerest respect."

At Zaharias's signal, the Huns under his command all withdrew their magical artifacts that were ready to be used.

Zaharias also bowed respectfully, first bowing to Makoto Haramura.

“Your Majesty, I am an arms dealer named Zaharias.”

"The reason I'm attending this Flame Banquet is because I have a wish that I want to fulfill."

"Now that you have awakened, I have something I'd like to discuss with you in a deal."

"If you agree, I can give you all the prototypes I have."

Zaharias behaved with considerable respect.

Although little of the true meaning can be discerned from this respect.

Makoto Haramura didn't react much either, just watching Zaharias with a sneer, as if he were watching a joke.

I have a younger sister.

"Due to some special reasons, my sister has fallen into a coma."

“I simply couldn’t bear the thought of my sister leaving me, so I chose to attend the Feast of Flames.”

"My purpose in attending the Feast of Flames is to save my sister."

"If Your Majesty would agree to save my sister."

"I will hand over all the physical bodies I have to you."

"puff--!"

Unable to hold back, Makoto Haramura burst out laughing.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Zaharias became increasingly amused.

"Give me all your original bodies and help me fuse with other original bodies. Then, when I'm fusing, use the principle of 'mutual devouring' to completely consume me. You will take my place, become the Fourth True Ancestor, and build your own Night Empire, right?"

Are you treating me like an idiot?

At this moment, Zaharias's fake smile finally crumbled, and he seemed unable to maintain it any longer.

However, it seemed that he still wanted to maintain the feeling, so he quickly tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, you jest. I am just an ordinary human being. How could I possibly devour you like a vampire?"

"Even if I really had that thought, I couldn't do it."

At this moment, Nangong Nayue's eyebrows twitched. Looking at the white thing in Haramura Makoto's palm, she couldn't help but speak.

"What is this?

Liana and her maids were equally bewildered.

Because when they looked at the bone in that hand, it looked somewhat like a human skeleton.

"You said this!"

"It's that guy's rib!"

"Of course, this rib wasn't originally his either."

The ribs, like jade, shimmered in the sunlight.

Makoto Haramura then looked at the bewildered Zaharias, a mocking smile creeping onto his lips.

"You're better at counting abacus beads than anyone else, but you actually managed to discover that they were once transformed from my ribs."

"He does have some brains, after all."

"They want to use the replacement ribs to control the True Ancestor's familiars."

"puff--!"

Crimson blood gushed from Zaharias's mouth like a fountain, dripping onto the ground and blooming into dazzling blood flowers.

His presence was like a boulder falling from a mountain; once it started, it could never stop unless it completely plunged into the abyss.

"How...how could you...when...I didn't...see it."

"Where is my... familiar?"

It's not just the breath, it's aging.

Time seemed to be slipping away madly from Zaharias, and his jet-black hair quickly turned white.

It was life force that was draining from him.

“I can’t completely command these familiars, but I have a thousand or ten thousand ways to make them hesitate for even a moment.”

"Do you understand now, you idiot?"

Chapter 225 The Chosen Emperors

"Do you really think you can make these familiars obey you by forcibly usurping power, inserting ribs into yourself, and turning yourself into a Blood Servant?"

In just a few seconds, Zaharias, who was just a young man, was almost an old man with white hair.

From the moment he first met Zaharias, Makoto Haramura had already noticed something wrong with this guy.

First of all, he doesn't seem like an ordinary person as the intelligence reports suggested.

The scent of magic emanating from him was so strong it was almost pungent enough to irritate his nose.

However, the magic emanating from him was abnormal. Normally, for someone like him, magic exists throughout his entire body, in every cell of his body.

Because neither humans nor demons have organs to store magic power.

But Zaharias's was clearly not good enough.

In Makoto Haramura's perception, all the magic power emanating from his chest cavity spread throughout his entire body.

So instantly, Makoto Haramura understood what was going on.

—"Blood Servant".

Those are pseudo-vampires created by vampires giving a part of their own body to others.