The vampires, who had been standing there with a dry indifference as if they had no real interest in Lir’s trial, were now stunned by her statement. The trial, which everyone had anticipated, was supposed to be nothing more than a kangaroo court—a trial with no evidence or witnesses, only driven by a mere suspicion to pressure the accused.

Vampires live in a world with an undeniable hierarchy. If the founder or an Elder believes someone is guilty, there is no need for a trial; they can dispose of the accused as they see fit. The trial was merely a formality, something everyone believed, but then the suspect confessed outright.

‘Is she serious? Yueling killed an Elder?’

‘The rumors about breaking free from the Blood Curse… Could it be true?’

‘If it was the founder who made the curse, it could be severed. But to think it was severed not from above, but from below?’

The shock was even greater because most of the vampires didn’t believe she could be the murderer. Vampires, who felt the curse more strongly than anyone, never imagined that Yueling—of all people—would kill an Elder.

I glanced over at the Elders. There was Erzebeth, smiling; Kabilla, looking horrified; Runken, who seemed to be bored after getting caught up in this mess. And, of course, Valdamir, watching Lir with his usual poker face.@@novelbin@@

Though Valdamir was one of the least expressive vampires, especially when it came to politics, I didn’t expect any change in his demeanor. However, reading his thoughts through telepathy, I could tell his inner thoughts were more complex than his expression let on.

‘This is unexpected. I didn’t give him any special instructions, but I thought the vampires would naturally deny it.’

It was surprising. Lir’s sudden confession was not part of any prearranged plan. She wasn’t taking the blame for Valdamir’s crimes either.

So, what was this about?

This was getting interesting.

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