"So, you were the driving force behind the 'Cold Moon Coup' that took place in the Nordtoff Kingdom thirty years ago? Helping Boris, the hero king's direct descendant, reclaim control of the far north after a 300-year hiatus?"
It is widely rumored that the Thorn Clan and the Nordtoff Kingdom are now deeply intertwined, but this rumor is wrong!
You guys have taken over that country!
No!
It is you, unique vampire clan leader, who has taken over Nordtoff, extending the shadow of midnight over the whole wilderness?
You are playing with fire!"
"If you are referring to me violating the seclusion code of the blood race, then you can rest, those are outdated old stories."
Xiani maintained a gentle expression, lazily waving her hand with an air of courtly indolence. She toyed with her braid and turned to Cui Si; her gray-blue eyes were filled with cruelty and indifference.
She said:
"The reason why I tell you this is to convey the final message of your old friend, Grand Duke Sofie.
