Chapter 45 Prelude_2

Including that damned Cedric!

He knew very well, once the other party inherited the title, he would hold a 'blood feast' twice a year!

On a much larger scale than his own!

Moreover, he would choose the purest kind!

And what about him?

He could only use the poorest quality blood.

Not fresh and full of filth!

Just like spoiled food poured into the sewer.

Hatred was like a seed, deeply buried in his heart.

In the following forty years, Dierde spent almost every day cursing Cedric and the undying old members of his family.

At the same time, he was looking for an opportunity to strike back.

Then, an opportunity came a year ago!

Some guys approached him, discussing something special: to make him a 'spy'.

These individuals were mysterious, but they were quite generous in their dealings.

Those special potions were enough to let him catch up with Cedric in a short time.

Given enough time, it wouldn't be a problem for him to catch up with the old immortals in his family either.