"Sir, there is a youth in front of our gate who claimed himself to be the werewolves' crown prince asking for your audience." the guard reported.
On hearing that, Peter abruptly stood up and briskly sauntered out of his court, leaving the hall in a commotion. The fifteen ministers briskly pursued him.
In front of the gate, Bobby was trotting around as he hummed a song while folding his hands behind his back.
On the other side of the gigantic gate, inside the Blood Palace premise, a group of people stormed there.
Peter Carver was in front of them. He announced, "Open the gate!"
Then over twenty-something guards started making some changes; some pulled levers, some input some passwords to the screens before them, and soon all the protective measures around the gate were removed first and after that with a loud sound of grinding gears, the gate opened and they all saw a suave-looking youth standing there.
"Who are you, lad?" asked Peter.
Bobby looked eye to eye with the man and responded, "So you must be Peter Carver, the Vampire Patriarch?"
"Yes, I'm,"
"Then I'm talking to the right guy. I believe you must have already known about my identity. And there is no point wasting my time here. So, what did you think about my letter?" Bobby said without beating around the bush.
Peter pondered deeply and responded in a calm tone, "Hmm, young lad, what do you want? But remember this; you're a bit too young to pick a fight with me. Go back and stay obedient beside your mother, Queen Miabella's side. If you still insist on fighting me, then come back after a century or two. And I may consider taking your challenge."
"Nope, I believe you're taking this the wrong way. I'm just asking to help you not embrace in front of your subordinates. For I care, we can still fight here. So listen, old man, I have already defeated all the patriarchs of your level and now I'll leave your palace until and unless I defeat you today." Bobby said in a lazy tone as he scratched the back of his neck.
"Impudent! Brat, do you have a death wish?" Second Elder, a middle-aged man shouted, stepping forward a step or two in a threatening tone and giving a death glare at him.
Suddenly, Bobby glared back at him and bellowed, putting a trace of lightning Origin Qi in his voice, "Shut up! A weak deer like you can't jump into the conversation between two tigers. Make another peep then I'll sever your head away from your body,"
"Aaahh!" The second Elder screamed as he suddenly held his ears as red fluid dripped down from his ears.
Just as more of the elders were about to retaliate on the youth, Peter Carver raised his hand, halting them, and then he said, "Enough! Boy impudence is so bound for my patience. Since you're brave enough, follow me." Then he started walking out of the gate, jumped up, and a pair of red wings purely made from red, black blood appeared out of his back.
As the other elders were about to take flight, he warned them, "Everyone stays here. And you, Werewolf Crown Prince, just follow me."
Then, with the rapid quivering of his wings, he flew farther above in the sky.
"Adios!" Bobby made a salute and then he whispered, "Wind walk!" In the infinitesimal fraction of a second, the Secondary werewolf bloodline inside his heart ignited and next thing, a cluster of clouds started foaming under his feet, lifting him up, and flying away in the sky.
Soon the two tiny figures flew away farther and vanished from everyone's sight.
"First Elder, this situation is out of our calculation. What should we do now?" the Tenth Elder asked.
The first elder, an old man wearing a monocle glass, replied after a long sigh, "Nothing! We wait,"
"What if, if by an infinitesimal chance, that obnoxious brat wins, then what will happen to our family?" another elder asked.
"Yes, will we become another vassal family of those werewolves?" A lady elder asked.
"I don't know. It'll depend on the Patriarch's decision." First Elder responded and then he continued, "Alright, my good brothers and sisters, there is no point arguing in this matter. Let's get inside and wait for our patriarch in the courthouse." Then he started walking back to where they came from without waiting for the others.
Soon, all the other elders hurried after him.
Bobby and Peter flew in the sky for half an hour and they passed several islands on their way. And soon, Bobby spotted an evergreen island with several mountain ranges, even several water reservoirs could be seen too.
Exactly at the center of the island were two twin adjacent volcanic mountains. That was exactly where Peter Carver stopped and then flew down, landing on a vast plain field overgrown with weeds and verdant grasses.
"Down ye lad," he spoke from below.
Bobby floated down, landing on the ground, still with the foaming cluster of clouds below and around his leg.
Seeing that, Peter praised him, "Not bad! And since you can use that bloodline technique, then it's clearer than day to me you have the bloodline passing down from Queen Miabella." Then he continued, "You want a fight? Alright, this is where we can fight with no holding back. Come at me with everything you get."
But Bobby didn't comply with his words as with a thought he activated his Ocular Devil's Eyes technique and started scanning the man's body with his golden glinted eyes using X-Ray vision.
Beep!
With a beep, a notification popped up in his head like it always did.
[Target Body Scanning Completed!]
[Target: Peter Carver, Patriarch Of Vampire!]
[Bloodline: Vampiric with 0.9% of Matching Dracula's Gene!]
[Bone aged: Block by Dracula's gene!]
[Energy level: Level 205!]
[Treat Level: 6%, but beware if he has already gone through bloodline evolution and unlocked the secret of activating the paltry amount of his Dracula gene, then his energy level can be spiked up!]...
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