Chapter 781: Vampire King and Werewolf King.
"What a rare occasion... I never thought I would see you so soon, Volk." A man with long black hair, dressed in a black suit with a red tie, spoke as he rested his chin on his hand.
"Aren't you facing several issues in Samar because of Fenrir?"
"That problem has been completely resolved by The Demon King."
"... Oh?" Vlad raised an eyebrow as he saw various emotions flicker across Volk's face in a matter of seconds.
'I see... So Victor happened, huh.' Vlad didn't even need Volk's explanation for why he'd called so suddenly; he saw it all in that gaze.
Yes, it was a look he knew all too well. After all, that look always appeared on his own face when he remembered a certain Second Progenitor who was annoying and, at the same time, a good man.
... Vlad had complex feelings towards Victor. Despite not liking him, it was merely because Victor was like him. Two Alpha lions couldn't coexist in the same space without conflicting.
But at the same time, their relationship was such that he was the man who took care of his daughter and helped him get closer to his own daughter. One could say their relationship was that of two Beings who respected each other but didn't necessarily like each other.
Even now, as he was busy developing his plans, he knew that he needn't worry about his daughters and sons in the slightest. After all, he knew that so long as Jeanne and Morgana were married to him, he would protect them all from any harm.
It was this unwavering trust that made him comfortable pursuing his plans.
Yes, he found Victor irritating, but at the same time, he had great confidence in his abilities.
"Tell me, Volk. Whom did The Demon King conquer this time? Your wife? Your daughters? The women who held the most important positions in Samar's politics…? Or all of them?"
"... I haven't said anything yet, Vlad." Volk narrowed his eyes. "And I don't have daughters."
"You don't need to say it. Your gaze tells me everything I need to know." Vlad replied in the same neutral tone, adding, "Regarding the last part... Yes, it's true, you don't just have daughters; you have sons too."
"You simply rejected them to avoid attracting your wife's wrath onto yourself."
In a way, Tasha was like The Goddess of Marriage, Hera, but with a small difference... Instead of blaming innocent parties, she would go straight for the target of her revenge, which in this case was Volk, who betrayed her and had children outside of marriage, something he claimed he had never done.
A lie that only Vlad and Volk knew.
Volk had always been afraid of Tasha finding out about his children outside of their marriage. Because of that, they were always rejected so as not to cause divisions in their country. After all, Tasha essentially controlled the entire infrastructure of the Werewolf Society. If she wanted to, she could split the country in two, and that wouldn't be good for their society as a whole.
"Stop talking nonsense; I don't have children other than with Tasha, Vlad."
Vlad rolled his eyes and decided not to insist upon it. "Then? Why did you call me? I'm extremely busy."
"Yeah, I know. I heard you got married again."
"Indeed." Vlad didn't deny it.
"This time, will you do things right?"
"Hard to say, considering it's a political marriage, but I won't let her drink my blood regularly like my previous wives."
"A good decision..." Volk nodded.
"... So? Did you come here for a chat? If that's the case, I'll leave."
Volk looked at Vlad for a long minute until he sighed and spoke.
"The presence of The Demon King is directly, or rather, indirectly changing my entire society... Everything is changing, and truths that I never knew before... No, truths that I ignored for a long time are surfacing and causing chaos."
"My top Elites are powerless against The Demon King. Even if we wanted to drive him away, it would be impossible because who would have the guts to try to expel him?"
It's been less than a month... Less than one damn month! And the effects of Victor's presence were already being felt by everyone.
Fenrir, who was a beast that rarely socialized, followed Victor around as if he were his dog. Maya, The Matriarch of The Lykos Clan, who had no interest in anything outside her Clan, was also walking alongside Victor under the pretense of learning more about her 'granddaughter's' Husband.
A pathetic excuse that fooled no one. Everyone could see Maya's obvious interest in The Demon King, and with this action alone, several Alphas of Werewolf High Society were going mad. Not only was Leona Lykos, a member of The Lykos Clan, involved with a Noble Vampire, but even The Matriarch herself was heading in that direction.
They feared that this would encourage other male and female Wolves to seek Vampire partners, and as a result, in the near future, they would witness a rise in Hybrid babies.
Fortunately, that was not happening now, as prejudice and the belief that it was 'wrong' were deeply ingrained in the minds of all Wolves.
Maya and her granddaughter were strange women who followed no rules.
Vlad's eyes sparkled with a hint of amusement; Volk didn't need to continue for Vlad to fully understand what he was talking about.
Victor was treating Samar as his playground. And to be fair, he wasn't doing it intentionally; this kind of action was just who he was. Victor was a man who brought chaos wherever he went.
When he entered a strange society, it was the society that should change, not Victor. The error lay in society, not with Victor. When he entered a dystopian country, that country would eventually turn into a utopia according to Victor's desires and vision.
That was the power of The Demon King's influence; he was a man who could change everything simply by being who he was.
Vlad experienced this firsthand when he saw Victor conquering all the craziest, sociopathic women with loose screws in his own Nation.
Even the strongest warrior, Scathach Scarlett, who had high standards for men, was conquered by him.
Women like Maya, who was basically the Werewolf version of Scathach in Werewolf Society, and Tasha, who always had problems with her husband, would fall into his clutches the more they interacted with him.
As the saying goes, the grass was always greener on the other side. For Maya, who never had an opponent to contend with, and for Tasha, who never had a 'harmonious' marriage, Victor was like a pot of delicious honey that subconsciously attracted both of them.
In a way, Volk's case was worse than Vlad's because, in Vlad's case, he'd made many bad decisions which caused the two wives who remained loyal to him to try anything they could to escape his control.
These days, he regretted not treating them better. After all, if he had known that Jeanne had so much hidden Power... things would have been different.
Even Morgana herself had evolved into something he couldn't recognize. It was as if she were a new Sub-Race of Noble Vampires with the characteristics of Succubus Demons, a situation remarkably similar to that of The Adrastella Clan.
Vlad internally shook his head. 'No. I should have valued them more as my wives and not as investments of a King.'
On the other hand, Volk was destroying his marriage the more he interacted with Victor because he couldn't act submissive. Which was normal; after all, he was an Alpha.
"I see..." Vlad closed his eyes and opened them again. "For me to give you more plausible solutions, you'll have to tell me everything that has happened since Victor entered your domain. Only then can I advise you."
"... Very well." Volk nodded and began to explain.
...
30 minutes later.
From start to finish, Vlad listened to what Volk said with a neutral expression, silently taking it all in. But despite his expression revealing nothing, inside, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
'He has become even more chaotic... And it seems that when he became The King of Hell, his stance became much more active and future-oriented... He is acting more like a King, but at the same time, like the Victor I know, huh... Interesting.' This was the first time Vlad had heard a detailed report on Victor's personality since he returned as The King of Hell.
Just from this conversation, this meeting had been very productive for Vlad.
After Volk finished explaining everything that had happened, Vlad remained silent for two full minutes before speaking.
"Volk Fenrir, you are in a very bad situation."
"What do you mean?" Volk asked, confused.
Vlad didn't explain anything; he simply said, "My friend, do you want to remain as King and lose your wife to The Demon King? Or do you want to lose your position as King while keeping your wife?"
Volk narrowed his eyes upon hearing what Vlad said. "Why has this come back to my wife?"
"It's simply because she has more than 50% control over Samar, either directly or indirectly," Vlad replied. "And due to recent events, I can tell that The Queen is extremely upset with your actions. And with the ultimatum given by The Demon King... Yes, you are in a very bad situation, old friend."
Volk fell silent. He tried to say something, but no words came out of his mouth as he managed to grasp the picture that Vlad was now painting.
Volk clenched his teeth in anger. As an Alpha who took everything he wanted, he was not accustomed to losing things or making decisions like this. But it was in this situation that the calmness he gained from ruling came into play, and he managed to calm himself down.
"Explain the two options in more detail," he asked.
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