Are You Allergic To Women Or Something?

“So what do you think?” Ashmedai asked the Vampire Progenitor, who was eyeing his son with a calm expression on his face.

“My son has gotten rusty after living a long life of degeneracy,” Vlad replied. “I hope this wake-up call is enough to make him understand that the world is now a different place compared to how it was a hundred years ago.”

Just as Ashmedai was about to say more, something caught his attention.

Vlad, who was sitting beside him also sensed something, making him frown.

“Those reckless fools.” Ashmedai placed his wine on top of the table before standing up. “I thought that they were too lazy to care, but it seems that I have underestimated their stupidity.”

“Erras seems to be more important to them than you initially expected,” Vlad commented before standing up as well. “It seems that this war is being pushed up faster than we expected.”