re Prince.”

    She then introduced Alessio, “Alessio, this is Marshal Olsen, commander of the Northern Front.”

    The man called Marshal was a human with a stern face.
He was over 50 years old, his every wrinkle articulating sternness and refinement.
He stood with his arms folded, followed by his adjutant.
His line of sight moved gently towards Alessio with the majesty of a man who had come from a military background.

    Alessio did not move, nodding as a greeting.

    The old marshal’s gaze faltered slightly.

    Seeing that the other man was motionless for a long time, Alessio could not help but look up at the old human marshal inquiringly.

    “Is something the matter?”

    The old marshal’s stern demeanour reminded him of those old bishops of the Temple, which was not a wonderful association.

    Soon, however, the old marshal’s furrowed brow relaxed as if it never existed before.
His hand went into his coat pocket, and then that arm lifted his cloak and handed Alessio something.

    Alessio bowed his head, and the old marshal spoke at that moment –

    “Candy? Eat?”

    Alessio: ……

    Alessio: ????

    He hesitated, his hesitant eyes shifting from the box of candy to the old marshal’s face.
Thinking that his expression and tone were too fierce, the old marshal immediately made an adjustment, and the result was ……

    Even more fierce.

    The adjutant had already turned his face away at this tragic sight; apart from a few exceptions, he hadn’t seen any Dark Creature that wasn’t afraid of the old marshal.
Although very pitiful, at times like this, he still had to think of the fragile hearts of Dark Creatures and keep the old marshal away from this newly revived cherished vampire.

    Unwilling to give up, the old marshal still said in a firm and soft tone.

    “Candy, eat it?”

    Alessio paused for a moment and had to take the box of candy with a complicated expression.
The old marshal, however, was suddenly radiant with happiness.
He gave Alessio a thumbs up, which probably meant he thought it was superb and needed to be complimented, and then walked off imposingly.

    Alessio was holding the box of candies in his hands and was speechless when he saw the psycho across from him covering the corners of his mouth, looking reserved but actually making fun of him.

    Alessio was so angry that he bared his fangs.

    “You went to see the werewolf.” Ruzius changed the topic to prevent the vampire from fighting him here.
Alessio immediately remembered the two familiar names he had heard today.

    “Helgodon, a wolf cub.”

    The Saint gave a “hmm”.

    “Helgodon, the werewolf king.”

    The vampire raised his eyes abruptly to look at him.

    He suddenly realized that he was not the only one carrying the history of the past alone.

    “I was just gonna talk to you about something.”

    The Saint said.
He saw that the vampire seemed to respond quite happily, and his previous dejection swept away.

    Alessio cheerfully decided that it was all right to reply to the psycho as long as it wasn’t too excessive.

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