Upon the throne.
Veins protruded from the Red Duke's face, his features twisted grotesquely like a devil emerging from the abyss.
"I asked you a question, why weren't the planned people delivered?" The Duke's voice echoed eerily, sending a chill running down one's spine.
Under the Red Duke's rage, the remaining members of the Blood Clan trembled in fear and awe.
Having gained power, the Red Duke had become increasingly ruthless.
Throughout Crescent Heights, no one dared to stand against him.
"Your Grace, this matter has always been handled by Fielding. There may have been some mistakes," one of the vampires spoke.
The plan to subvert Pruell City had been exclusively handled by Fielding as per Red Duke's strict orders against interference.
Hence, they were not exactly clear on how the plan was progressing.
Now that Fielding had messed up and the Red Duke was questioning them, they felt wronged and frustrated.
Humph!!
