Kyros stood bravely before his father. And when he was near enough, he gave a courteous Knight's Bow to him.
"Branze Steele... No, Father! I am Kyros Steele. Your adopted son by the will of Uncle Aron Steele." Kyros saluted.
Branze had a complicated expression.
"That idiot brother of mine..." Branze cursed.
"Are they alright? That vampire told us that none of the knights had died when he left. Are they...?"
"Three technically died. But I didn't want my vassal knights to leave me without my permission. They are currently on the process of being reborn as vampires. It'll be better if we go inside and explain."
Branze was stunned.
"They're vampires now?"
"Three of them are. In any case, we could start a vampire squadron or something. These three are now vassal knights." Kyros pointed to the three vampires and chucked.
Branze looked around, and his attention focused on the Scarlet.
