Permission

John was walking around and wanted to get back to his long sleep. 

In any case, he doesn't care much about who the king is; as long as the kingdom isn't collapsing, he won't intervene. 

However, he changed his plan when he felt a change. 

Alex III's powers are supernatural. 

When he orders his creations, they must obey. Therefore, even though John had no way of knowing the change in law, he still noticed that he had lost the ability to kill people indiscriminately again.

To test it, he ran to the white water village. 

Looking at a patrolling soldier, he convicted him and sentenced him to death in his mind. 

But he still felt he couldn't kill him. 

"They changed the laws!" He sighed with an angry face. 

He can no longer sentence people to death, and, therefore, he loses the ability to kill all those he wants. 

"It looks like I don't have any choice but to go to Blue Blood City!" The next moment, he disappeared. 

He still has 6 hours until sunrise, so he should be fine.

...

Blue Blood City has massive walls ten meters tall. 

Ten meters in medieval times is unimaginable; the city is impenetrable by any besieging army. 

It is sturdy and well-guarded. 

But it was nothing in front of John, a vampire with speed many times faster than sound. 

He quickly entered the city and went straight to the royal palace.

This time, he wants to meet the king.

...

Elizabeth I was in her bed, reading reports. 

She just signed the new decree that repealed all the outdated criminal laws; the next stage is implementation. 

She ordered her decrees read in all cities around the county. 

Only by knowing their rights can commoners use them effectively. 

Nobles have, like always, kept their right to kill any of their subjects at any time they want. But, even if acting under nobles' direction, those below nobles must adhere to the decree. 

The new decree would improve commoners' lives.

Improving commoner's lives, weakening nobels, and implementing meritocracy are Elizabwh I's life goals.

Just then, a knock came. 

"Come in!" she ordered. 

In her palace, she has ten maids and more than 60 eunuchs. 

The eunuchs are all volunteers and receive a very high salary. 

It seems unbelievable to imagine someone volunteers for it. Still, with enough money and a population base of billions, the royal family can indeed find a few hundred who volunteer to become eunuchs. 

Elizabeth I didn't like having eunuchs serve her, but she let them stay. They had become eunuchs in the times of her father, and now were reliant on the job; firing them was unfair.

However, she ordered her subordinate to stop hiring eunuch volunteers. 

She prefers to have men and women as servants; there is no need for eunuchs. 

Elizabeth I usually has a different perspective on things. 

She sees eunuchs as a sign of a male-centric society. 

Why did the previous male kings order the creation of eunuch guards? 

There was one reason: because they wanted them to serve their harem. 

They felt uncomfortable letting men serve the harem, as it would leave the possibility of women having affairs with servants, so they castrated the servants to remove that possibility. 

Eunuchs existed because everyone accepted that the king would always be a man who wanted many women as concubines. Elizabeth hated that. 

As always, she thought there were only two ways it would work. 

One is that she orders the creation of female eunuch guards. That means hiring female volunteers who have lost their sexual capacity, just as male eunuchs lose their sexual capacity.

Castrating men is more straightforward, as the organs are more obvious, but it is certainly possible to create 'female eunuchs.'

It will be done through painful surgeries; of course, it is medical times, and many would die as a result of infection, exactly like male eunuchs, many of whom died before even starting their journey.

It sounds worse, but having female eunuchs is no more brutal than male eunuchs.

The reason that some may feel it is worse is implicit sexism against women.

They think of women as possessions, thinking they cannot decide for themselves.

Elizabeth wanted to remove these biases.

In the future, there may be women kings who want to keep a harem of male concubines; should they use female maids in the harems? 

That would risk the possibility of the male concubines having affairs with the female maids serving in harems. 

That prospect is exactly like allowing men to work in a male king's harems. Even though it doesn't seem the same because of long implicit biases, in essence, it is the same. 

So, using female eunuchs who lost the ability to have sex seemed an option. 

Elizabeth was extremely uncomfortable with this opinion; it didn't sit well with her.

She chose the second opinion, abolishing eunuch guards altogether. 

This way, she would just hire loyal people to work in harems. 

Undoubtedly, among the billions of people, it's possible to find a few people who are loyal and won't cheat on their kings. 

And like this, Elizabeth dissolved the eunuch guards, making the current ones the last generation. 

That is unless a future king builds them up again, which has nothing to do with Elizabeth, as even if that happens, it would be after her death. 

She has no plan of abdicating the throne when she lives.

"Come in." 

The door opened, and a man in ordinary clothes appeared. 

"Who are you?" she looked vigilantly. She remembers no such person in the palace. 

"I'm John." 

Elizabeth waited for him to explain, But John didn't explain; instead, he came in and moved toward her. 

"Don't come closer!" she intentionally raised her tone, intending to alarm the servants. 

When she asked the man before her, "Who are you," she meant his identity, not his name. 

The man didn't answer, which raises the possibility of him being an assassin.

But, as he knocked on the door, the assassin may not be intending to kill her now. He may want to kidnap her. 

"But why knock?" she thought.

The act of knocking on the door made her very confused. Would a kidnapper or assassin knock on the door before coming in?

The room was huge, with many famous paintings on the walls, a chair and table on one side, and a luxurious, colossal bed on the other. 

It was designed for two people, but her husband, Mike Johnson, was on the Johnson family's land and was currently absent. 

He took the three boys there for a visit. Even though Elizabeth didn't want to let the Johnson family keep the children, some visits to the ancestral lands were unavoidable.

John came forward, took the chair, and sat on it. Even with Elizabeth I raising her voice, nobody came to check on her. 

"Did he kill them?" her vigilance raised to the highest. 

She may die here! She can feel a great sense of danger from the man before her. It is as if he can kill 1,000 of her with a glance. 

Her heartbeat increased. She felt a warm liquid in her pants. 

John looked at the 'king' before him. Just now, he released a bit of his killing intent, and the 'king' already wet her pants. 

It was as he expected. Humans cannot bear even a bit of his killing intent. As a million-year-old first-generation vampire, he can kill the entire city without much effort.

"I only speak once! Today, a few old laws were repealed, right? Reinstate them now!" John said while releasing a bit of his killing intent. 

He still kept most of his killing intent, as the person in front of him may have a heart stroke if he released all of it. 

"W-Why?" Elizabeth I, who looked pale, gathered the courage to ask. 

"Because I order you!" John said.

Elizabeth's mind moved fast, and she recalled a scene in the books. The scene was about the incident that caused Mark I to become the king.

Many say it was a legend, but Elizabeth I knows it is the truth. 

There are supernatural beings in the world. 

"Are you like him?" She asked with a trembling voice. 

"Who?" John asked in confusion. 

"The man a few hundred years ago!" she said. 

"What man?" John asked again. 

Elizabeth I told John the tale. 

This time, it was John's turn to turn pale! He was already pale but became as pale as a paper upon hearing this news. 

"Did Alex III come here?" his mind was shaking. 

It has been 600,000 years since he last saw Alex III. Even a million years ago, Alex II was stronger than the current John; he cannot even imagine how strong he is now. 

Even more, as his creator, just words from Alex III can condemn John to death. 

John is not clean. 

Even though he didn't violate any order of Alex III, he desperately looked for loopholes. With Alex III's personality, if the two meet, Alex III may be dissatisfied and kill him. 

Biting his lips, John decisively decided to stay. 

He put away all the pretense, took a paper and pen, and wrote something on them. After a while, he took the king's seal and handed it to Elizabeth.

"Sign it!" he released an even more significant part of his bloodlust. 

It was so terrifying that some may die in the face of it. Being able to remain conscious was already a substantial achievement for Elizabeth. 

Barely able to move, she moved her hand and signed it. The next moment, John disappeared.

...

Having returned to his cave, John sighed. 

What the king signed was permission for him that he can kill anyone he likes. 

With this, he again regained the ability to kill all he wanted. 

But he has no plan to start a massacre. With Alex III lurking, it is best to avoid appearing near the Blue Bloods City.