Warhammer Divine Throne

"How could Holy Grail Knights and Temple Knights possibly negotiate with a Vampire?" Veronica didn’t wait for Ollica to respond and bluntly said, "There must have been an immediate battle. We’re going to face revenge from a High-Rank Vampire."

High-Rank Vampires are different from ordinary Vampires. They are rare and extremely powerful. These creatures are very hard to kill. Even if you completely kill them, chop off their heads, and pierce their hearts, as long as another High-Rank Vampire or Undead Mage shares a portion of their blood and Mana, they can be resurrected.

For example, the most famous Manfred, Bald Manfred has probably been killed seven or eight times, but this cunning Vampire Count is always well-prepared for resurrection after death. He always manages to resurrect time and again after being defeated and killed.

Vlad and Conrad never considered this problem, so since their deaths in the Vampire War, they have been unable to resurrect. The cost is one aspect; the fact that they never considered it is another important reason.

"You’re overthinking it, dear. Resurrection isn’t that easy." Laine held the soft Dark Elf pillow in his arms, sneakily slipping a hand into the nightgown to take advantage. He smiled and said, "The Vampires of the Lemya family aren’t as united as the Blood Dragon Family, nor do they regularly dream of world domination like the Von Castain Clan. The Female Vampire was killed by the Knight’s Sword coated with Holy Oil of the Holy Grail Knight and the Holy Water of the Temple Knight. To resurrect her would require a staggering price. Do you think any other High-Rank Vampire would be willing to expend more than half of their blood and a substantial amount of Mana just to resurrect someone they have no connection with?"

After hearing Laine’s remarks, Veronica felt a bit relieved. She flipped over on the armchair and, in a few steps, came before Laine. The Witch kicked off her slippers and burrowed under the covers, mischievously poking Laine’s cheek with her finger, "Hey~ dear, what do you think?"

"Think what?" Laine didn’t understand what Veronica meant.

"That Female Vampire! Didn’t you find her very attractive?" Veronica, with the scent of rose perfume wafting from her, playfully said, "Isn’t this your kind of thing?"

"Do you think I’d get turned on by a corpse with a missing heart, charred body, and no head?" Laine squinted at the Witch who knows him best, his first woman.

"So you’re saying you’d get turned on if you faced a completely intact Vampire lady?" Veronica clearly didn’t intend to let him escape this question, deliberately probing with a tinge of jealousy, "After all, you look at your backyard, with a Witch, Lady Knight, Female Prince-Elector, the Divine Chosen of the Goddess, and a female dark elf, isn’t it possible to add a Vampire lady to the mix~?"

"Pfft~ hahaha~" Laine couldn’t help but burst into laughter, shaking his head repeatedly and holding up two fingers, "First, I promised Surya before the grand wedding that these are the ones beside me, there won’t be any additions. It’s my vow, a husband’s promise."

"Second, there’s no way I’d find a Vampire lady." Laine said a bit apprehensively, "Absolutely not."

"Why?" Veronica actually was very interested in Laine’s affairs. Even after ten years, Laine still has many things shrouded in mystery.

"If I dared to find a Vampire lady, my father would probably personally break my member and then rip it off." Speaking of this, Laine said fearfully, "Then my absolutely loyal, unswerving big brother would punch my head off."

"Hahaha~" Veronica laughed charmingly, while Ollica buried her head in Laine’s chest, quietly chuckling.

It was now midnight, and they realized the three of them had been chatting for a long time. Laine proactively said, "Alright, we’ve talked a lot. It’s time to rest."

"Yeah." Veronica yawned again; the Witch was indeed very tired. Laine lovingly tucked her and the Dark Elf in, leaving a goodnight kiss on each of their foreheads, "Sleep now."

The night at the Cod Inn fell into complete silence.

...... I’m the proper rest divider .........

Three days later, in Estalia, north of Margaret, Moros Plains.

Laine and his group encountered an unexpected Imperial Army.

"Imperial Army?! How come they’re here?" Alfred, wrapped entirely in bandages, said incredulously.

The Imperial Grand Alchemist, riding on the Pegasus "Swift Silver", descended from above, "Long time no see, Lord Laine."

"Long time no see, Imperial Grand Alchemist."