《Monarch of Evernight》Chapter 644: Indictment
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Chapter 644: Indictment [V6C174 – Sorrow of a Silent Parting]
“William, will you fight or not?!” Twilight screamed.
The werewolf shrugged. “Didn’t I just fight?”
The vampire viscounts nearby all glanced at one another with odd expressions. They had never expected someone of William’s status to act so shamelessly. Twilight seemed to have a grasp on William’s weakness and could yell orders at him, but the same couldn’t be said for the others. William’s position among the werewolves was extremely high, and his status in the entirety of the Evernight world was also on the rise. A mere vampire viscount offending him might die without even knowing how—there was already a fair amount of vampire blood on William’s hands.
These viscounts weren’t from the Monroe clan and had no obligation to risk life and limb for Twilight. They simply stood by to watch the joke.
Twilight’s face was so pale that even her lips were gradually losing color. This was a sign of her reaching the extremes of fury. She suddenly switched to a bewitching smile and said in a gentle voice, “William, please kill him.”
Not uttering menacing words was her true threat. It was a command with no room for negotiation.
Unexpectedly, William simply wouldn’t acknowledge her. “I can’t do it, you can try if you want.”
Twilight took a deep breath and sneered. “Fine, I’ll do it.”
“I’ll be rooting for you.” William actually retreated to one side, ready to watch the show.
Twilight quickly calmed herself down since getting worked up before the battle was a major taboo. There was no longer an ounce of anger in her when she turned back to Qianye. However, her calmness was thoroughly broken by a few words from Qianye. “You’re not my match.”
Twilight couldn’t help but sneer. “Have you forgotten how you were toyed with?”
William’s eyes lit up instantly. He stared fixedly at Qianye—written all over his face was the fierce determination to clarify what this “toying” was all about.
The other viscounts, however, were unconcerned. A vampire could have, in her long life, as many lovers as there were stars in the sky. Twilight was still young and just coming of age by vampire standards, but it wasn’t all that strange for her to have something going on with an outstanding man from a different race.
Who would’ve thought Qianye’s reply was: “Then all I can say is that you’re improving too slowly.”
Twilight was so angry that she was trembling. She was immensely proud of her talent, and it was indeed something that couldn’t be questioned. In the entire vampire race, perhaps only Nighteye and Edward possessed a better bloodline. At most, there would be a couple others who were on the same level. Even then, Nighteye’s was a bloodline that had awakened much later on.
Who would’ve thought a widely accepted genius of the vampire race and Evernight world would actually be questioned for her slow improvement?
Twilight suddenly decided to capture Qianye and give him the embrace instead of killing him. That way, she would be able to torture and humiliate him to her heart’s content for many years to come. That was the only way to vent her anger. For some reason, this notion grew ever more intense after taking root and became almost unstoppable.
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Twilight wasn’t in a rush to attack. Instead, she opened the zipper in front of her chest and revealed a significant part of her cleavage. “I’ll treat you well after we go back. You’ll definitely not forget it for the rest of your life.”
Two swords left their sheaths with a clang and appeared in Twilight’s grasp. She then walked over to Qianye, the tall heels on her boots producing metallic sounds along the way.
However, she only managed to take one step forward and could no longer take another. Qianye had East Peak pierced into the ground with his hands resting on the hilt, while his calm gaze shifted toward Twilight.
Twilight suddenly flashed several meters away to evade Qianye’s eyes, but the latter looked over once more. The vampire girl’s expression shifted yet again as she lowered her body to avoid that sweeping gaze. She struck her swords into the ground and used the force to retreat backward.
Qianye’s gaze arrived at her previous position, and he seemed slightly surprised to find Twilight missing. He looked up and soon found that the latter was now ten meters away.
At this moment, dozens of meters separated Qianye and the fairly awkward looking Twilight. This distance was already enough for firearms, but she had already drawn her swords, a clear indication that she was going to teach Qianye a beautiful lesson in melee combat. Now that she hadn’t even managed to launch a single sword strike, how could she be so shameless as to open fire? One had to know that Qianye hadn’t moved at all. His gaze alone had forced her to scuttle about and pull back dozens of meters.
Twilight soon discovered that there was no safe place within a hundred meters as Qianye’s abstruse eyes looked over at her once again. Within moments, Twilight felt like she had fallen into an icy abyss, almost as though she had been discovered by her archnemesis. She leapt into the air with a scream and switched directions several times in quick succession. However, Qianye’s gaze would follow her wherever she went.
Twilight suddenly flipped backward and retreated several dozen meters, landing over a hundred meters away this time. Afterward, she fled immediately without looking back and soon vanished into the hills.
The viscounts stared on blankly and only came to after a good while. Twilight had actually fled? She had actually escaped after Qianye glanced at her a couple of times?
They almost couldn’t believe their eyes. William, on the other hand, was much faster to react. He pointed a finger at Qianye and said in a heroic manner, “Come, I am your opponent.”
William remained in place despite his imposing words. Qianye turned back with a serious expression and waited cautiously for the werewolf to make the first move. In any case, he had three people on his side which was more than enough to deal with the vampire viscounts.
The vampires saw Qianye and William in a deadlocked confrontation with neither making the first move. Before they could realize what was going on, the scenery before them changed to that of a different world—all of them had been swept into Song Zining’s domain.
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Within the domain, Zhao Yuying and Wei Potian were like tigers charging into a flock of sheep, mowing down all the enemies as though they were chopping vegetables. Afterward, Song Zining retracted his domain and faced William with a serious expression.
“Song Seven, why aren’t you trapping that fellow with your domain? We can go up and do him in!” Zhao Yuying stared at William with a fierce expression.
Song Zining shook his head. “My domain can’t trap him.”
William glanced at the group a couple of times and exclaimed as though he had just remembered something, “Oh my, it’s time for dinner, I must go back to eat. The good thing about joining the council’s squad is that the food is really not bad!”
Qianye pointed at the collapsed viscounts and said, “There’s one alive over there, are you going to ignore him?”
William revealed a radiant smile. “What does their fate have to do with me? It’s Twilight who chose to flee and leave them to their deaths.”
At this point, William smiled meaningfully at Qianye.
Perhaps others might not have noticed it, but in William’s eyes, there was a barely discernible thread of blood extending to wherever Qianye’s gaze fell. Twilight was frantically avoiding this sanguineous line, not daring to let it touch her at all. The beam still caught her in the end, which was why she had fled regardless of everything.
William’s description of her fleeing the battle was fairly evil because, in truth, she could be considered to have fought a big battle against Qianye.
Seeing that William wasn’t concerned about Twilight’s subordinates, Qianye only waved his hand and said, “Okay then, go back and eat well. Eat one more portion in my stead.”
William said with a brilliant smile, “Sure, I’ll pack some food for you the next time we meet.”
Qianye shook his head immediately. “No, it’s best we don’t meet again.”
“Cold bastard.” William sighed. He then turned to leave in a lonesome manner.
Zhao Yuying and the others were drenched in cold sweat and only managed to sigh in relief after he had left. The scene was inundated with faint pressure when William was around. This kept them in a tense, pre-battle state all this time. It was hard to maintain such a state for very long—Zhao Yuying and Wei Potian might’ve lost control and attacked if William were to make more idle chatter.
Wei Potian wiped the sweat off of his brows. “Qianye, what was that just now. Did you guys really fight?”
Qianye nodded seriously. “Twilight is powerful, but William is so much stronger.”
Zhao Yuying snorted. “Powerful my a*s! This mommy doesn’t see anything great about him. Ahh!”
She was walking over to Qianye at first, poised to grab and interrogate him about recent events. However, the ground gave way about ten meters from Qianye. She had actually stepped onto empty air!
Zhao Yuying was caught unprepared and fell head-first toward the ground. She reacted quickly, releasing her origin power downward and using the resultant force to rise into the air. However, she had just unleashed her power when a cloud of dust exploded underneath and enveloped her completely. Zhao Yuying let out an astonished cry, but she kept on flying upward and finally left the range of the dust cloud. It was just that she was now covered in dirt.
She wiped away the grime on her face and began checking for signs of an enemy assault. However, she was completely stunned when she looked down.
A large pit, several meters deep, had appeared around Qianye. That crater stretched out several dozen meters with Qianye at its center. Only the area below his feet remained intact, which made it seem as though a stone platform had been erected inside the pit.
This was a mountainous region with hard rocks beneath the ground. The group had passed by here a while ago and was very sure that the ground was solid. How could such a large pit have appeared?
Zhao Yuying realized things after a momentary daze. “Was this... left behind during your exchange with William?”
Qianye nodded. “Yes. What’s unfortunate is that Twilight escaped.” He was apparently quite regretful of this.
Zhao Yuying was speechless. Qianye and William’s fight looked entirely silent on the surface, but the overflowing shockwaves had actually reduced such a large area of rocks into powder. Just how powerful were these two fellows?
After some thought, the smile on Zhao Yuying’s face became unnatural. “I might not be able to win against you anymore.”
“How’s that possible? You’re more powerful than everyone.” Qianye laughed.
“Nonsense! This mommy knows herself, at least.” Zhao Yuying snapped back. Despite saying that, the smile on her face actually revealed her thoughts.
“Let’s go, we need to save Potian’s men. Leave the discussions for later,” said Qianye. Knowing full well that time was of the essence, the three quickly cleaned up the battlefield and left.
Within a faraway valley was a temporary dark race camp. The base was quite big with numerous dark race experts moving in and out at all times.
Upon returning, Twilight ignored everyone and remained locked inside her room. It was just that the frequent sounds of things being smashed could be heard from within. As it happened, an insensitive person knocked on the door at this point.
“Scram, don’t disturb me!” Twilight shouted furiously without opening the door.
However, the person outside didn’t leave. “Your Excellency Twilight, the marquis wishes to see you. Someone has accused you of fleeing without a fight and leaving numerous powerful subordinates to a meaningless death.”
Twilight opened the door violently. “Who? I will kill him!”
“That would be Sir William.”
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