There are different opinions on the origin of the Vampire Clan in the continent of Miria.
It is said that when the elves who fled their homeland first set foot on the continent of Miria three thousand years ago, they were accompanied by the blood curse brought about by their intermarriage and fusion with humans.
Some say that it was an undead army created by an ancient god in the war of gods that had long been buried in history.
However, no matter what kind of legend it is, a mysterious and great existence is mentioned in any origin.
He is described as the most ancient vampire, the source of all blood descendants, and a true myth.
He is the ancestor of the Vampire Clan, an existence respected by all Vampires as the True Ancestor.
No one knows the name of the true ancestor of the Vampire Clan.
Some say His name is Cain, some say His name is Lilith, some say He is an elegant man with a gloomy face, and some say He is a beautiful woman that even gods would admire.
Others say that the true ancestor never had a name.
He is Him, and He is the true ancestor.
In the era when the True Ancestors walked the earth, the Vampire Race controlled the pinnacle of worldly power, and their shadows were almost everywhere behind the scenes in every country.
Until the Blood Civil War.
No one knows what exactly happened in the Blood Civil War two thousand years ago.
Time can drown everything. It turns history into stories, stories into legends, and eventually legends are buried in the long years.
People only know that the Vampire Clan began to decline from then on.
The True Ancestor became a thing of the past, and the Vampire Clan split into six major clans, and began a long and cruel internal struggle.
At the same time, the Holy Royal Court that unified the entire continent also began to rise from this moment on.
Today, there are only five of the six blood clans left.
During the Millennium Holy War, the Holy Royal Court buried the past and wrote a new history. The Vampire Clan was also completely labeled as evil and could only live in darkness...
The old woman's tone was gentle and full of vicissitudes, telling the secrets buried in history.
Sebastian's expression gradually became solemn.
"So... where is the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan? Where has he gone?"
he asked.
"have no idea……"
The old woman shook her head.
"Some people say that he was betrayed by his blood descendants and therefore fell. Some people say that he disappeared. Some people say that he was disheartened and tired of his identity as a god and went into self-exile..."
"However, there has always been an ancient prophecy among the vampires——"
The old woman paused, looked solemn, and said slowly:
"When the First Ancestor returns, He will eventually return to His throne, and all betrayers will be punished as they deserve!"
Sebastian's heart skipped a beat and then fell silent.
After a moment, he suddenly said quietly:
"In other words... He will return sooner or later?"
"That's not what I know. I'm just an old woman who is about to die. As for this ancient prophecy... To be honest, even many vampires no longer believe it."
The old woman chuckled.
But as she spoke, she looked serious again:
"However, even if a lost myth comes back, it will not be easy. In the process of regaining the throne of God, he will definitely encounter various difficulties..."
"If you are not careful, you will fail."
"Of course, if He really returns, then... in this era when the true God retires, there will definitely be a storm that sweeps the entire world!"
"Some people will benefit from this, and may even follow in His footsteps and ascend to the throne of God."
"Some people will usher in destruction, even... they are high gods!"
After listening to the old woman's words, a sparkle flashed in Sebastian's eyes.
His hands clenched subconsciously, then unclenched, and then clenched subconsciously.
And his mood was like a tsunami, with turbulent waves and turbulent waves.
The returning god!
The Night Lady may very well be an ancient god who has returned!
Sebastian's heart was screaming, roaring, and trembling!
At the same time, there seemed to be some kind of thought in his heart that was constantly churning and growing...
Everyone has ambitions and pursuits.
The long lifespan has left Sebastian with no purpose in life. Apart from the troubles brought to him by the Adam's Order, he just lives a boring life day after day.
Boring, boring, boring.
He has no interest in getting involved in any disputes between forces.
In his opinion, even the lofty myths and demigods respected by all living beings are nothing more than the afterglow of the true God behind the scenes.
But now, it's different.
He suddenly discovered that he might have come into contact with the real greatness behind this world!
Following the demigods, one can at most become a legend in the epic.
But following the true God has the opportunity to become a myth written on a mural!
I have to say that Sebastian was a little moved.
myth!
That's a myth!
That means true eternity and the admiration of all living beings!
If the desire in your heart is not strong enough, it can only mean that the temptation in front of you is not strong enough.
I would like to ask, what temptation is more attractive than following in the footsteps of a true God, witnessing Him return to His throne, and witnessing His brilliance shining on the world again?
God never treats His followers badly.
Stories of following gods and becoming demigods or even true gods are not uncommon in the historical legends of the world of Miria!
The more Sebastian thought about it, the more excited he became.
He just felt like there was a fire burning deep in his heart, and his heart was beating wildly.
He seemed to have seen a path that he had never thought of before and never expected.
His expression kept changing, his breathing gradually became faster, his face gradually became rosy, and his eyes gradually became brighter...
It wasn't until a long time later that he gently closed his eyes and regained his composure.
And when he opened his eyes again, those crimson pupils were filled with unprecedented determination.
He decided.
He must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, hitch a ride with the Lady of the Night, and see the never-before-seen scenery from higher places!
At this moment, Sebas has never looked forward to the Lady of the Night calling her again as much as he does now!
"Sebas...your eyes have changed."
Seeing Sebastian's expression, the old woman looked surprised:
"I can feel that your heart seems to be no longer as confused as before..."
"You seem to have found your own path."
"Can you tell me what you thought of?"
Sebastian's eyes slowly fell on the old woman.
He was about to answer, but suddenly paused.
After hesitating for a moment, he smiled slightly:
"Nothing, just some small things."
A change in thinking brings about a change in the way of thinking.
After deciding to follow the Lady of the Night, who was probably the resurrected True Ancestor of the Vampire Clan, Sebastian found that many of his thoughts had changed.
For example, looking at the prophet witch with the eye of foresight in front of him, he suddenly felt a sense of vigilance deep in his heart:
"You can't tell her about the Lady of the Night!"
"At least... not now!"
"She is too mysterious and her abilities are too magical."
"Ms. Dark Night hides her identity, obviously because she doesn't want more people to know about His return."
"As the person summoned by the Dark Night Lady, I have the responsibility and obligation to keep her secrets!"
"Even if you tell Anna the secret of Lady Dark Night and recruit her to join the gang... that will happen in the future, and you have to get the permission of the great existence!"
"I am the target of Lady Dark Night's summons. Only I can become the first dependent of a great being walking on the earth!"
Sebastian persuaded himself as if persuading himself.
Perhaps he himself couldn't tell clearly whether he was really just thinking about Lady Dark Night, or whether he was also worried about being snatched away by others for the position closest to the gods.
"The return of the gods must be accompanied by visions. Maybe I should check carefully to see if anything related has happened on the continent of Miria recently."
"I can't just place my hope on the Lady of the Night calling me again, but I should take the initiative to find Him, take the initiative to get close to Him, and take the initiative to offer Him my loyalty!"
"I want to be as fast as possible, I must be as fast as possible! I am not a vampire. If Ms. Dark Night finds someone she likes among the vampires, then I will lose my advantage..."
"No, I have to go back quickly, investigate the news about the cursed pages as soon as possible, and find as many cursed pages as possible!"
Sebastian quickly made up his mind.
After making up his mind, he could no longer sit still.
He stood up suddenly, put away the wine glass gracefully and briskly, and said with a decent smile:
"Ms. Anna, thank you for answering the question. This is your reward. Please accept it."
As he spoke, he took out another gorgeous ring and placed it on the table:
"I suddenly remembered that there are other things that need to be dealt with, so I'm going to be here today. I'll come back and visit you when I'm free next time."
After finishing speaking, Sebastian hurriedly bowed to the old woman and then left gracefully.
Looking at the other person's leaving figure, the old woman's gaze remained unchanged for a long time.
After a long time, she sighed softly and cursed with a smile:
"What a rude old fox!"
But soon, she coughed violently again, and an unnatural paleness appeared on her old face.
The maid Reina hurriedly came over, her red-gold eyes full of worry.
"Rena, I'm fine..."
The old woman waved her hand gently and looked at the girl with loving eyes.
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she gently took the girl's hands and whispered:
"Rena, you have been following me... for ten years, right?"
The girl did not speak, but nodded obediently, her cute appearance was pitiful.
"Ten years..."
The old woman looked sad.
"Time flies so fast. Ten years have passed by in a blink of an eye. Your appearance has not changed at all, but I am already old."
"Perhaps...this is the price of the precognitive eye. It gave me magical power, but it also took away more of my hope..."
The old woman let out a long sigh and seemed to be lost in memories.
After a long time, she held the girl's hands again:
"Rena..."
This time, her expression became more serious than ever:
"If one day I'm no longer here, go look for Sebastian."
Rena trembled slightly.
She raised her head, her big eyes instantly filled with mist, and her eyes were full of pleading and reluctance.
The old woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:
"What's your expression? I'm not abandoning you."
As she spoke, she sighed softly:
"It's just... I don't have much time left."
"I can't always be by your side, let alone protect you for the rest of your life..."
"But he is different..."
"I don't know what happened to him, but... I saw a new prophecy in him, and I saw some possibility!"
"That's not just his hope, it's your hope too."
"He must have encountered something, and your fate...maybe only the kind of power he encountered can change it."
"Rena..."
"You must remember that after I leave, you will go look for him."
"I believe that the power that changed him will also bring you... new life!"