Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

"Sir, please come this way..."

The well-dressed Victorian attendant was now facing a well-dressed "weak" man with some trepidation.

From the outside, the other party's somewhat feminine appearance would even cause some strong men to laugh at her behind her back.

However, no one would be able to laugh after knowing his true identity. Instead, there would only be fear and panic.

It is more reasonable and also has the buff of the various demonized vampires among the Sarkaz.

Dukare, the Lord of the Sarkaz Blood Demon Court, the Blood Demon Lord, the Red Monarch, was sitting quietly in the upscale mansion at this moment, looking indifferently at the rows of servants bowing respectfully outside the open door.

Guided by their gestures, they headed towards a black high-end land vehicle parked at the door.

At this moment, in the entire mansion, only the well-dressed servant in front of him showed a panic look.

However, he is actually the calmest person among all the people here.

Because, at this moment, he was the only one who knew how terrifying the man in front of him was, while the servants around him only knew that this was a distinguished guest, a distinguished guest whom they could not afford to offend.

Rather, it was rare that after knowing Ducare's true identity, the servant could still speak fluently and maintain basic etiquette.

When the Duke learned that the Blood Demon Lord had arrived in Victoria, he almost immediately sent his personal guards to greet him to express his sincerity.

However, the former just looked around, found the nearest mansion, and claimed that he was tired from the journey and needed to rest for a night.

That night, the Duke hardly slept the whole night.

You know, he was very scared to face the Blood Demon Lord who was surrounded by all kinds of horror legends.

But he was more afraid of not being able to see him when he knew that the other party had clearly arrived in Londinium.

Who knows what this great king might do?

For the Duke, it was a gamble.

A gamble where only you are at stake.

For the Sarkaz, their reputation was already bad enough, and even some terrorist acts in Londinium would not make their situation any worse.

But he is different!

If he was found to be in collusion with the Sarkaz, and the other party caused a big fuss in Victoria.

Not to mention the title, he didn't even dare to imagine what his miserable end would be.

So this is a huge gamble, the Duke is betting that the Sarkaz, or their leaders, are not psychopaths with violence on their minds.

Instead, we expect them to be down-to-earth and eager to gain some benefits.

As it turned out, the Duke made the right bet.

The Sarkaz are indeed looking at the greater good.

If it were normal circumstances, he might have had a chance to gain more benefits at the negotiating table.

But... unfortunately.

Tracy saw this, too.

So the person who went to Victoria was the Blood Demon Lord Dukare.

Instead of Manfred, whom Tracy trusted.

........At this moment, Tracys was far away in Kazdel.

"Are you curious as to why I asked Dukare to go to Victoria for negotiations?"

He turned his head and looked at Manfred who was hesitant to speak.

"...Yes, I don't understand. That prince is not the most suitable person for negotiation. Rather...your actions are more like an attempt to attack someone."

"In your eyes, what kind of person is the Blood Demon Lord Dukare?"

Tracy did not answer, but instead asked the other party back.

“…”

"Don't dare to say it? Then I will say it."

Tracy leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms and spoke slowly.

"A person who is high and mighty,

, who regards all non-Tikaz as inferior beings, and whose minds are filled with only bloodline and past glory. "

“A guy who can do anything that is not surprising, who is demonized by the outside world, but in fact, what he can do is similar to what is rumored, and sometimes even more extreme. The only good thing about him is that he is loyal to Kazdel——”

"But he is loyal to Kazdel, the glory of the past of the Sarkaz, and the Kazdel that is inhabited by the Tikaz. The inferior beings he despises even include the current Sarkaz."

"If our actions do not coincide with his intention to restore the glory of Tikkaz, he will betray without hesitation. He is a guy who is both absolutely loyal and absolutely disloyal."

Tresis slowly spoke, and said something that left Manfred dumbfounded.

"Your Highness... You——"

"So, you are worried about Dukare and that he is just a destabilizing factor?"

"...yes....."

"Then let me ask you, Manfred, if it were you, what would you do the first time you arrived in Victoria?"

Theresis looked up and looked at Manfred.

"Of course, the first thing to do is to meet with the Duke in secret and then start discussing——"

"Manfred, you know, you don't even act like a Sarkaz."

"What....."

"Or rather, they don't look like the 'Sarkaz' in their eyes."

"The Victorians would never consider us as equal negotiating partners. You are too orderly, Manfred. You don't look like a Sarkaz, or rather, you don't look like a Sarkaz in the way they think you are."

"Sometimes, I don't mind taking advantage of the stereotypes in the eyes of the world... After all, he is useful enough."

"Besides, Dukare will know his limits... By the way, I heard that guy was once rumored to have saved lives."

"Save the dying and the wounded..."

Manfred was a little dazed and didn't even react for a moment. It took him a long time to realize that this word was used to describe the Blood Demon Lord.

"Who knows, maybe it's just a rumor."

Tracy turned his head and looked outside the core city of Kazdel. The sky seemed to be filled with lead.

"It's a rumor from a long time ago... so long ago that I can't even confirm how many thousands of years it was... maybe it was tens of thousands of years ago."

.........

.....

"Why, can't I even have some time to rest? The Duke of Victoria has a bad temper."

Instead, Dukare curled the corners of his mouth and asked the messenger with some doubt.

"No, no, no, of course not, it's just...just..."

"Just what?"

The other person's voice was like a thorny vine, slowly entangling his heart.

Just a slight tightening would tear that fragile heart apart.

"Heh, you seem nervous. Do you want me to change the subject?"

"For example... I mentioned before that I hope the Duke will show the proper "attitude". Has he considered this? Why haven't I seen him yet?"

In an instant, the servant who had just breathed a sigh of relief felt his heart rise to his throat again, and his inner fluctuations were like a roller coaster.

"No... that... His Excellency the Duke hopes to communicate with you face to face to express his sincerity..."

"unnecessary."

Dukare walked past the messengers and then looked at the advanced land vehicle in front of him.

He reached out, not to open the door, but to gently stroke the alloy shell of the door.

Under the servant's horrified gaze, Ducare's hands moved smoothly like cutting tofu, leaving five deep claw marks on the door shell.

There wasn't even a harsh friction sound.

It was as easy as a knife cutting through butter.

"It's really not strong. I like to walk around the streets by myself."

"Go up, ...

The attendant shouted in horror for a moment.

"What, do you have any objections?"

Turning his head, the scarlet gaze locked onto him, and his neck seemed to be tightly wrapped with an icy thread, as if his head would be cut off in an instant if he uttered a word of objection.

It was as easy as cutting open that alloy car door.

"No, no, no... I have no objection, of course you can... go for a walk on the street..."

"Please inform my dear Duke that I will not discuss with him face to face what compensation he intends to use. Let him figure it out himself."

"I'll just walk all the way to him."

"I hope that the time I've spent walking here will allow him to come up with a solution that satisfies both of us."

Dukare smiled, then walked away arm in arm without looking back.

Behind him was the servant who stood there in a daze for a few seconds, then quickly took out his communicator and frantically dialed the number.

But what does this have to do with him?

He just felt that this was the attitude he should have.

"Ok?"

The next moment, when passing by a dark corner on the side of the street, Ducare suddenly saw the figures of several gangsters surrounding it.

"Victoria is in turmoil, the local law and order situation has deteriorated sharply, and various gangs

They are rising one after another..." He silently recited the latest intelligence he had collected before.

At the same time, he shook his head sarcastically.

"It's still just rotten flesh covered with a shiny shell."

Nothing to do with him.

Rather, this is what he hoped for.

The more contradictory it is, the more it suits his and their interests.

"Um.....I'm sorry, I really don't have much money..."

In an instant, a familiar voice sounded.

Aiden was holding a cardboard box and looking at the gangsters surrounding him with some worry.

"what a small world."

Dukare sighed and subconsciously prepared to turn a blind eye.

only......

"It's rare to find a Victorian that I like. Alas."

The Blood Demon Lord shook his head. Perhaps he simply felt sympathy for the occasion, or perhaps he saw something in the young man that his past self had longed for. He walked into the alley.

"Damn, that bitch is so strong... Tsk, you guys, take all the valuables from that brat."

The gang leader who was chased away by Skadi was looking at the weak young man surrounded by them with anger on his face.

Damn it, they couldn’t beat that monster, but how could they not beat this guy in front of them who looked like a college graduate?

It was just right that everyone could vent their pent-up anger on this young man they caught on the roadside!

"What's going on? Why is it so lively?"

"Who the hell is this?!"

The gang leader turned around and looked at the voice coming from behind him.