The First Vampire

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After Marquis Garcia’s passionate declaration of war against the Pope, Lion Roar Castle instantly boiled up with excitement.

Some were filled with righteous indignation, vowing to avenge the Duke, while others were trying their best to dissuade them, considering the bigger picture.

For a moment, the castle was filled with a cacophony of voices.

Colin had no interest in these debates, and it was more appropriate for Marquis Garcia to handle such a situation and unify everyone’s thoughts. Therefore, he ignored the hustle and bustle, turned around and entered Vera’s room.

A few servants were clearing up Turennes’ headless corpse. When they finished, Colin casually tossed Turennes’ skull over to them and ordered:

“Hang it on the outer wall of Lion Roar Castle, let the citizens of Winterfell City see the fate of those who plotted against Duke St. Hilde.”

“Yes, sir.”

After the servants had all left, Colin sat back down beside the bed, staring blankly at his wife who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

After a long while, he finally made up his mind, opened his mouth wide, and bit into Vera’s delicate and fair neck.

After being baptized by the Pope at the Holy Light Cathedral, Vera officially became a knight.

Of course, since she had already missed the best time for a knight’s training, Vera was currently only at the first rank.

Nevertheless, she was a knight.

As long as one was a knight, they could receive Colin’s first embrace and transform into a Bloodline.

However, whether this transformation would or would not awaken Vera from her sleep, Colin wasn’t sure.

But he was sure that he wanted to give it a try.

The slowly extending tusks easily pierced Vera’s tender skin, and immediately, Colin tasted Vera’s blood for the first time.

He wasn’t sure if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt Vera’s blood was sweet and fragrant, which made him involuntarily intoxicated.

Still, he controlled the speed of his sucking, fearing that excessive blood loss would harm Vera.

Gradually, Colin began to feel the familiar energy suction..

He immediately relaxed his mind, allowing his own blood to gush into Vera’s body through his tusks.

Strands of blood mist rose from their bodies, gathering and intertwining in the air, gradually forming complex and mysterious curves.

Familiar whispers once again echoed in Colin’s ears, like a sleep talk.

Colin lying on Vera, felt their heartbeats gradually synchronize. At this moment, he suddenly felt an extra connection, a bond, with the girl in front of him.

He knew, the first embrace ceremony was successful.

Colin slowly withdrew his tusks and sat upright.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, revealing Vera’s delicate face with a touch of tragic beauty.

Colin involuntarily held his breath, watching Vera with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

Among all of Colin’s women, Vera had the most unique position.

This wasn’t just because Vera was Colin’s wife and the rest were his lovers. It was because Colin and Vera had the purest feelings for each other.

His other lovers, such as Countess Schurz, Grace Brugen, Molly Howell… all had some sort of vested interest in becoming his lover.

Even the half-elf Queen, Isa Miller, initially fell for Colin because he saved her from death, avenged the old elf king for her, and helped her seize the power of the Half-Elf Kingdom, which led her willing to become his lover and mother of his daughter.

Of course, due to the existence of their daughter, Isa Miller’s position in Colin’s heart was naturally different from other lovers.

Even so, Queen Isa could not challenge Vera’s position in Colin’s heart.

Because Colin knew that when Vera fell in love with him, he was just a son of a Baron who was forced to flee from his family’s castle in disgrace.

As the foster daughter of Duke Saint Hilde, the ruler of the North Territory, she was moved by his not-so-spectacular but rather calculated self-sacrifice.

This could almost be considered as a male version of Cinderella’s story.

While Colin’s rapid rise was undoubtedly due to his own efforts, much of it was really thanks to Vera.

Without her, how could Marquis Garcia have taken Colin to the Sky Ice Plain and imparted the essence of commanding the Cavalry?

Nor could he have given the last spark of the Dark Cavalry to Colin when he was in dire straits in the Shadow Gorge.

Colin did not consider himself as a devoted man, but he was not an ungrateful, heartless person either.

When he originally wed Vera, although there was some element of coercion from Duke St. Hilde, Colin truly meant the wedding vows he made.

This girl, as pure as morning dew, Colin was willing to protect her with his life.

Especially considering that this girl, to protect Colin, just stood against the Pope’s God’s technique with her mortal willpower!

Therefore, when Marquis Garcia had killed Turennes earlier, he did not stop him, and even personally severed Turennes’ skull to show his determination.

If Vera truly never woke up, Colin would not spare Gregory, even if it meant plunging the Empire of Glory into turmoil.

Up until now, Colin was always very rational, with self-interest being his primary guide.

But now, for this girl, who unwills to kill Colin despite being under the control of God’s technique and stands against her own faith, Colin was willing to go mad for her just this once!

If she could never be awakened again, then let this filthy world burn to ashes.

Time trickled by, and a faint smell of blood still lingered in the room.

The argument outside seemed to continue, the resolute and calm voice of Marquis Garcia faintly heard.

Vera was still lying quietly on the bed, like a sleeping begonia flower.

A sense of panic, which he himself could not explain, gradually rose in Colin’s heart.

Could it be that even the Bloodline could not awaken Vera?

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

Just wait a little longer…

Just wait a little longer…

Colin couldn’t help but make the sign of the Holy Light in front of his chest, then closing his eyes.

For the first time since coming to this world, Colin had never prayed so devoutly:

“Merciful Lord of Glory, if I am fortunate enough to witness your grace, I will serve you for the rest of my life!”

“Colin.”

A crisp voice suddenly rang out, and Colin almost thought he was hallucinating.

But when he opened his eyes, his chest was instantly filled with unparalleled joy.

“You’re awake!”

Colin suddenly leaped forward, wanting to hold the girl in front of him to confirm that all of this wasn’t an illusion, but immediately stopped, seemingly concerned that his enthusiasm would be too much for Vera’s frail body.

Vera seemed to instantly understand Colin’s mixed emotions, struggled to throw herself into his arms, and said softly:

“Colin, I think I had a dream.”

Colin hugged Vera tightly, feeling the familiar softness and fragrance, for a while, his heart was incredibly at peace.

“It’s okay, the dream is over now.”