Translated by A Passing Wanderer
Edited by RED
The vampires were tense.
Their excellent eyes could see the Holy Emperor, Kelt Olfolse, standing on the Imperial Palace's highest balcony in the far distance.
That was the Holy Emperor, one of the most fearsome beings in their thousands of years of history, ruthlessly suppressing and hunting down vampires.
Not only that, the man was also referred to as the strongest monster ever in the long line of the Holy Emperors.
Because of that man, their kin were hunted down to have their heads chopped off, and skewered by stakes.
Such an absolute being didn't even get flustered by their invasion, but was grinning away madly instead.
The vampires raring to go only a second ago suddenly all went pale.
Marquis Kirum took a close look at Kelt in the distance before lowering his head. "As expected... it's still unrealistic, sire. Even if the Holy King isn't here, Holy Emperor Kelt is still going strong."