Chapter 65: Reward

Chapter 65: Reward

Inside the Odora family’s villa, Emlyn met with Baron Casimi, a fellow baron.

This Sanguine, who was in the prime of life, served as Nibbs Odora’s representative.

I am also a baron, and I only just came of age not long ago…

Emlyn muttered inwardly, then rose from the sofa in the sitting room and bowed to the other man.

“Good evening, Your Excellency Baron.”

Casimi was just about to speak when his nose suddenly twitched. His gaze immediately shifted to the wooden box Emlyn had placed by his foot.

“The smell of blood?”

As he voiced his doubt, he seemed to think of something. After pondering for a second, he added, “You hunted another target?”

Emlyn’s lips curled into a smile. He shook his head.

“No.”

Then, before Casimi could ask, his smile deepened.

“Not one. Two.”

Two? Casimi, who had the appearance of a middle-aged gentleman, froze for a moment. He watched Emlyn bend down, pick up the wooden box, and open the lid.

During this process, the muscles of Emlyn’s face faintly twitched and distorted, because the series of movements had brushed against the wound on his right hand.

Forcing his expression not to change, Emlyn slightly lowered his arms and tilted the wooden box downward, fully exposing the contents inside to the Sanguine baron opposite him.

Two bloodstained, somewhat charred heads were packed side by side within a pile of old newspapers. Beside them lay two heart-like translucent objects, one fresh and vigorous crimson, the other dark red, almost black.

This strongly shocking image entered Casimi’s eyes. He lifted his head in astonishment and stared at Emlyn, blurting out, “You did this?”

For the moment, he had only recognized that one of the heads belonged to Galis Kevin, but the two Vampire Beyonder characteristics could not be false.

Emlyn set down the wooden box. His right hand naturally hung at his side and flicked very slightly near the crease of his trousers. Then, with a smile on his face, he answered, “Of course.

“The situation is this: after receiving that 7,000-pound reward last time, I purchased the ‘legacy’ of a certain baron at a Beyonder gathering, and relied on it to advance my rank.

“I do not wish to use money to satisfy the murderer who hunted our Sanguine, but I did not want to see that ‘legacy’ fall into someone else’s hands. Besides, the seller might not necessarily have been the hunter.”

Taking this opportunity, Emlyn revealed that he had already become a baron. Every sentence he spoke was true.

This was a technique he had learned at the Tarot Club.

I knew long ago that you had become a baron. Did you think that frequently purchasing all kinds of spiritual materials, and borrowing and studying potion-related books, could be hidden from our eyes? If not for certain factors, we would have summoned you for questioning long ago… What surprises me is that with your combat level, with you possessing not a single mystical item and only thinking of buying dolls, even if you had become a baron, you still should not have been able to easily hunt two artificial vampires without causing major commotion… Even I would have had to make thorough preparations in advance and grasp detailed intelligence before I might possibly succeed… Without anyone noticing, Emlyn has actually become this formidable?

Casimi Odora could not help grumbling inwardly. A false smile appeared on his face.

“So that is how it is.

“Emlyn, why did you conceal it before? Do you not wish to be respectfully addressed by other Sanguine as Your Excellency Baron?”

Emlyn glanced at the other Sanguine’s expression. He raised his chin slightly.

“I had been planning to tell everyone, but then I ran into this hunting competition, so I thought I would give you all a pleasant surprise.

“Casimi, I have already successfully hunted three believers of the Primordial Moon, while you provided only five targets. Does that mean I have won?”

He impatiently changed his form of address from Your Excellency Baron to…