15 Christ, The Argos Son.

Hermes came home with a smiling face. Twice Matheus had encountered Hermes like that. He could only snort, then cleared his throat when Hermes didn't notice Matheus sitting there watching his movements.

Matheus wakes up, Hermes is completely engrossed in his imagination with the woman. "I ask, you no longer do stupid things like before!" Matthew said. He turned his back on his hand, and then walked over to Hermes who turned around. His smile was still wide.

"Hey, why? Is there a problem with that woman, Matheus?"

"No, it's just too dangerous prince! The vampire nation is near us now. That means they will multiply soon and the vampires may attack us, if we are not prepared to face them," said Matheus very worried about Hermes condition. that's a little sloppy.

"Good, that means I can find Argos and avenge my parents, Matheus!" He said with a face full of emotion as he recalled his parents. Matheus had already told him all about the deaths of King Cronos and Queen Rhea.

"What?"

Hermes was casual about the vampires. But Matheus, he couldn't be careless or relaxed about the thing called a vampire. Matheus' fear is still there even though he can fight or defeat the vampires. However, Argos was not a weak Vampire to deal with.

Hermes got up, and then approached Matheus. He knew Matheus was very worried about him. But Hermes had a plan with the appearance of the vampires. Especially when he finds out that the killer of his parents is their own best friend who comes from the vampire nation.

"You don't have to worry, Matheus! Sooner or later we will still meet those Vampires Matheus. If not now? When are we going to finish them off?" Hermes said patting Matheus on the shoulder. "You better rest, Matheus! It's getting late," Hermes began to leave Matheus who was still worried about the presence of the vampires.

"What should I do now, Your Highness Cronos? I'm afraid I won't be able to protect Prince Hermes from the Vampire's attack!" His inner whisper looked at Hermes.

At another place,

In the midst of the darkness of such a magnificent building. Colorful lights illuminate the place lazily. The sound of the music booming was loud and noisy. It was so deafening, but no one protested with the sound of whispering music echoing throughout the room. Everyone was dancing like drunk people, their heads swaying left and right. The body moves to the rhythm of the music brought by a handsome DJ who only uses a singlet shirt. From each visitor's hand, they hold a glass filled with a thick red liquid that smells fishy.

Then, another young man walked hurriedly from the doorway past the people who were dancing like someone who had forgotten their memory. Keep walking towards where the DJ is setting the rhythm of the music with remix nuances.

The young man then lowered his head, saluting. Then he and the DJ talked for a while, before long the young man whispered to the DJ. I don't know what he was whispering, and that made the DJ's facial expression change. He was very angry after hearing what the young man whispered. The DJ left his job as a DJ to a special place.

Braak.

The door opened very violently. The young DJ sat down very annoyed. "You said a werewolf?" asked the young man. On the table in the room was a sign that read Mr. Christ, Vice President.

"Yes sir, he's starting to notice our whereabouts!" The young man said very politely. His voice was so soft.

"How can a werewolf still be alive today? Didn't father kill them all?" Said the young man whose name was Christ. "Are you sure he's really a werewolf?" Christ asked again, he still didn't believe his men.

"Yes sir, I made sure myself! The young man's body smelled of werewolf," he answered cautiously.

"Shit, does that mean you lied to me?" He said very angry. He hit the table in half. His subordinates were silent, he did not dare to say anything about his master. "Keep an eye on him, if he ever interferes with our business, I want you to kill him and take the werewolf heart and bring it to me!" asked Christ. His men obeyed his orders, saluted and then left the room.

Christ stood up, then walked over to his study window. The night atmosphere full of high rise buildings looks very beautiful. But not as beautiful as his heart, which was furious with the presence of the werewolf nation, which he thought had long since disappeared.

"Damn it, at this rate they'll definitely get in the way of my plans to expand the vampire territory!" His inner whisper was restless. He was afraid that the werewolves would seize and destroy the vampire nation.

"Hello my son, how are you?" A male voice called out to him and interrupted his thoughts. But Christ didn't look at him. He ignored his own father's arrival. The man sat unbidden on the sofa.

"What do you want to come here, dad?"

"Hey, can't daddy miss you, Christ?" Asked the man who was called by Christ's father.

"What? You miss me? After my mother died, you threw me away like trash. Now I dare to come to my place and say 'I miss you'?"

"Why are you remember that it's again, Christ? You don't want to forgive, me?" asked his father.

"Wow, is the king of Argos now that weak?" Chist looked very annoyed at his father. He wanted his father to die and disappear from his sight. He also did not like his father's lies about his prowess in killing all werewolf nations. "Don't ever dream that I'll miss an bastard father like you, Dad!"

Argos, who was none other than Christ's father. He was very angry with his son's words. He didn't like Christ belittling him and saying he was a weak man. "You are so presumptuous, Christ!" Argos said he was behind Christ quickly and strangled his own son. Yes, he will not hesitate to hurt anyone who belittles or insults him.

The Vampire King then threw Christ against the wall until the wall broke. The visitors screamed hysterically to see Christ thrown from his room. Christ's men help and prepare to fight the person who threw his boss. Argos came out with a cold and scary look.

"Don't you ever say that in front of me, Christ!" Argos said approaching Christ who had woken up. Christ prepares to fight his own father.

Christ smiled sarcastically, he really didn't like his father who always ignored him after his mother died. Christ also did not like his father who lied about the werewolf nation that was destroyed. Christ attacked his father very quickly, but his speed could not beat Argos. He caught his son's face and then Argos slammed the floor, until the floor was badly damaged.

"Hey, son, I'm your father. Whatever you will do, I will surely destroy you instantly even if you try to attack me desperately," said Argos pressing Christ's head.

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To Be Continued.