Don't confiscate my citizenship

In the second-floor bedroom of Lichtenstein Castle late at night, it was so quiet that I could only hear the faint sound of the breeze passing through the ancient window frames.

The moonlight from the window seeped into the room, covering the ancient carpets and furniture, casting a cold silver light.

The atmosphere in the room is tense, and every corner is filled with mystery.

"Your Highness Alexia, please calm down first. We can talk slowly."

Lan Qi's words were still so calm.

Although Hyperion, who was sitting aside, had not spoken a word throughout, she was still stunned at this moment. She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Lan Qi.

She originally only hoped that Lan Qi could ask for some information about the Creju Empire that might be related to Duke Milaya, so she listened nearby.

I didn't expect Lan Qi to make such a big hole in just a few words!

Just now, Lan Qi said in front of the princess that the Creation Empire would perish. Hyperion almost stopped Lan Qi.

What Hyperion never expected.

Look at Princess Alexia’s reaction.

Are you really right? ? ?

How on earth did he...know this kind of thing? as well as! How many secrets does he know about the Creation Empire?

Hyperion's mood was extremely complicated.

She was happy that Lan Qi was so unrealistic, but also confused as to why Lan Qi knew everything. There was also a sense of dream-like unreality.

At the moment when only Lan Qi remained calm among the three people in the room, Princess Alexia finally sat down on the chair in a daze again.

Although she didn't know what kind of secrets Lan Qi had, she could no longer ignore his words.

"Is it the third ancestor, Duke Rashal, the seventh ancestor, Marquis Helitier, or the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, who controls the Creja Empire now?"

Lan Qi asked when he saw Princess Alexia regaining her concentration.

What he values ​​is openness and honesty.

There are many details that can be discussed in detail over the next few days.

Now just learn the information he cares about most as quickly as possible.

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However, Princess Alexia showed a puzzled expression, obviously she had never heard of the names Lan Qi mentioned.

"Hold on."

Lan Qi thought about it. The real name was extremely important to the vampires, so naturally they would not expose their real names in the empire.

For a person like him who can pronounce the real name of the thirteen ancestors as the name of a dish, if the ancestors find out, they will probably come to him immediately to fight for their lives.

Lan Qi and Hyperion exchanged a brief explanation, left the bedroom alone, and followed the already familiar route to the library on the second floor of the castle. The dim stone brick walkway extended under his feet, and he soon arrived here. A library with plenty of paper and pens.

In the drawer in the corner of the library, he found paper and pencil, and then sat at the largest desk in the center.

The light was soft and dim, and the scent of old books filled the air with the accumulation of history. It was as if he was the only one quietly here in a place forgotten by time.

Lan Qi began to draw the portraits of the three vampires on the paper.

His fingers moved lightly on the paper, and the sound of pencil rubbing against paper echoed in the empty library.

In his memory, there should be only these three vampires with the highest combat power who awakened in the timeline before the main story.

Next is the ninth ancestor, Margrave Bernhard.

And then if the plot develops "smoothly" and the vampires find and unlock the seals of the second ancestor of the vampire prince and the first ancestor of the vampire true king, then there is really hope that the Blood Moon Bad World will reappear.

Lanci did not paint deliberately, but just let the brushstrokes flow with the memory, and the scrawled lines began to gradually emerge as outlines on the paper. Although he painted casually, his brushstrokes were simple and bright, as if there was a kind of magic that made the characters appear on the paper. Come to life.

After about ten minutes, he finally completed three simple drawings.

Lan Qi immediately stood up, took three pieces of paper, and returned to bedroom 201 along the long corridor full of traces of time.

Opening the door, he quickly walked back to the long table.

"These three guys are the ancestors of the Vampire Clan, and they are also the main culprits of the erosion of the Creation Empire."

Lan Qi placed the painted portraits one by one in front of Princess Alexia.

They are a handsome young man whose gender is indistinguishable, a sharp young man, and a cold young woman.

However.

The moment she saw these three paintings, Alexia, who had already calmed down, seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, and her expression became extremely frightened.

Hyperion's eyes flickered back and forth between Princess Alexia's face and the painting in surprise.

This was the first time she saw a painting hand-drawn by Lan Qi.

Even though it was just three scrawled portraits drawn at random.

But even Princess Alexia herself didn't realize that each of these overly vivid paintings was like a miracle, as if it aroused the fear from Alexia's soul too much, making her feel like she was seeing it with her own eyes. Here comes the ancestor of the blood clan!

"...him, them."

Alexia's voice trembled.

She couldn't understand why anyone could understand the crisis of their Creja Empire to this extent!

She is most afraid of the young man whom Lanqi calls the eighth ancestor, the Marquis of Somerset, who is now the Minister of Defense of their Crean Empire.

She had also seen the figure of the seventh ancestor, Marquis Harrithir, in the palace.

But Alexia knew that the eighth-level Marquis alone could not corrode the empire.

There must be a terrifying vampire deeper than she was aware of, a higher-level existence.

But she couldn't find where the guy was.

Until everything matched what Lan Qi had just said and drawn, she finally knew the answer.

The real mastermind behind this, the third ancestor, Duke Rashal - he clearly looks like a freshman at the Royal Academy of Creation. He is gentle and friendly, and there is absolutely no difference between him and normal humans.

Lan Qi actually said that this guy is a vampire duke?

Suffocating fear enveloped Alexia's whole body, causing her to almost collapse and cover her chest, with tears about to overflow.

She never expected that the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan would be playing with the world so close to her, treating everyone like fools.

Even she, who thought she was closest to the truth, saw only the appearance.

So can this empire be saved?

"..."

Lan Qi raised his hand, and the poet understood and lifted his summoning state.

If the Great Love Poet continues to stay at this moment, Princess Alexia may no longer be able to think and talk normally.

"Sorry...I tried my best to scribble."

He still didn't expect that these three paintings would bring such a big mental impact to Princess Alexia.