In the year 697 of the Goblin Empire,
The plague, after three years, was mostly under control and no longer spreading.
The Red Robed Woman quietly carried out several more activities, but the Goblins' vigilance was high.
Though the plague initially infected a few, it was quickly contained.
After multiple failed attempts, the Red Robed Woman gave up, as her true blood wasn't something to waste lightly.
The Goblins seemed to have realized that the plague was unnatural, specifically targeting them.
They began searching for its source.
This made it even harder for the Red Robed Woman to act.
She decided to find a place to heal her wounds and, once recovered, strike back at the Goblin Empire!
While the Blood Plague hadn't wiped out the Goblins, it had still inflicted heavy losses. The Empire had lost many common Goblin citizens, which had left a significant mark on their strength.
As for a place to recuperate, she set her sights on the human lands in the northern territory of Bolek.
Though time had passed and humans may no longer be what she remembered, she still instinctively felt that human settlements would be suitable for her to rest.
January 3rd, the year 697 of the Goblin Empire.
The Red Robed Woman finally arrived at Bolek Territory.
On this day,
A strikingly beautiful woman arrived at Peter Town, located in Bolek Territory.
She wore a red hood, her brilliant golden hair cascading down, shimmering in the sunlight.
In addition, she possessed mesmerizing blood-red eyes and a graceful figure, walking under the sun with an almost enchanting allure.
However, the people of Peter Town looked at her with great wariness, as if she were a plague deity.
Her blood-red eyes were the mark of an infected person.
No one wanted to be associated with the infected, even if they were once human.
In the eyes of the townsfolk, she had become an alien.
As the Red Robed Woman sensed their reactions,
Two human soldiers approached and spoke to her.
"Infected, you need to leave Peter Town immediately. Go to the eastern designated area, the Doman Klin District, where Lord Reinhardt has designated a settlement for those like you."
"Infected? How interesting!"
The Red Robed Woman found the soldiers' words quite amusing.
She understood what they meant—people who had been infected by her Blood Plague.
She had already removed the lethal properties of the plague for humans, so even if infected, they would only experience illness and weakness for a while.
Was there something more happening here?
Looking at the two human guards, she smiled.
"Where is the Doman Klin District? I'll go there myself."
"It's over that way, Lady."
Perhaps the Red Robed Woman's aura was overwhelming, but the two guards respectfully pointed the way.
"Thank you."
She smiled lightly and walked toward the direction they indicated.
An hour later, the Red Robed Woman arrived at the Doman Klin District.
As she entered, she immediately felt familiar presences nearby.
"This feeling… it's like a derivative of my own bloodline!"
She slowly entered the district, and a sudden realization struck her.
She released a faint aura of her true blood.
Instantly, all the infected in the district stopped what they were doing.
Their crimson eyes gleamed, all looking at the beautiful woman entering the district.
Everyone, regardless of who they were, felt an innate sense of submission.
They instinctively understood that the woman entering the district was their queen!
A sense of bloodline connection filled their hearts, and they all bowed their heads, their bodies bent in respect.
Looking at the thousands of infected bowing to her, the Red Robed Woman laughed.
"So, it was my Blood Plague that created you all!"
In an instant, an idea formed in her mind: she would take them with her!
Among the bowed heads, a few humans with particularly intense bloodline energy and brighter red eyes stepped forward.
These humans felt incredibly familiar to her, as though their blood was intimately connected with hers!
The Red Robed Woman was taken aback.
In this moment, she thought of her sister!
Could it be that my sister left behind a bloodline on this new land?
At that moment, she couldn't wait any longer and asked directly,
"Who are you descendants of?"
"My Lady, we are descendants of the Reinhardt family. The current human leader, High Ancestor Reinhardt, is the source of our bloodline!"
"Reinhardt?! Where is he?"
"Bolek City!"
"I see. Wait here. The humans see you as outcasts, but I will take you away."
With that, the Red Robed Woman transformed into a streak of red light and flew toward Bolek City.
Bolek City, the Lord's Castle.
In the room,
Reinhardt was troubled by the infected.
They could no longer eat regular food and had begun craving blood.
This put him in a difficult position.
On one hand, these infected were his people, and he didn't want to abandon them, especially with a few of his own descendants among them.
On the other hand, these infected were now different from normal humans, and the tribe couldn't afford to constantly hunt and provide fresh blood for them.
Several elders and officials had already suggested abandoning the infected, exiling them.
Just as Reinhardt was deep in thought,
A crisp, pleasant voice suddenly rang out beside him.
"You must be Reinhardt. Do you know Fiona?"
Reinhardt turned around in shock.
There, sitting gracefully in a chair by his desk, was an extraordinarily beautiful woman in red.
Her ability to approach him silently indicated that she was far more powerful than he was!
"A demigod?"
Yet, he didn't feel any malice, only a sense of familiarity.
Then, he heard his mother Fiona's name.
"This… Madam, Fiona is my mother!"
"Where is she?"
The Red Robed Woman asked calmly.
"My mother passed away hundreds of years ago."
Reinhardt said, his voice tinged with sorrow.
"I see. And who are you?"
"I am her sister, Vivian! Reinhardt, though you have Goblin blood, which I despise, you are still my sister's child, so you may call me 'Aunt'."
Vivian said coldly.
"Uh… Aunt, you may not know, but my father isn't the Goblin Emperor. He's the Winged King from the East Coast."
Reinhardt said without hesitation, revealing his true heritage.
He could tell that this "Aunt" deeply despised the Goblins!
As expected, upon hearing this, Vivian's expression softened.
"Good child, you've had a hard time. Where is my sister buried? I want to see her."
"Aunt, I will take you there!"