When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1124 Serfaye is Lilith's divine intervention?

As his leather shoes crunched on the soft carpet, Horn gazed at the royal court Gothic-style patterns on the floor, momentarily lost in thought.

He never imagined that his grandmother, who was so old and a veteran, would actually be a spy for the royal court.

In fact, the grandmother's confession had been handed to Horn by the Cheka shortly after she turned herself in.

In her confession, the grandmother openly admitted that she had been a royal spy from the beginning, and that the lineage had continued from her father's generation.

They belong to a family of treacherous people.

However, considering his background, Horn felt that it was both unexpected and reasonable.

My grandmother was a Norn, from the northern border region between the vampires and the land of the Norns.

The Imperials often accuse these Northern Norn nobles of having connections with vampires.

Horn had always thought this was regional discrimination, or that his grandmother Vivian was an exception.

She is different.

However, compared to those treacherous individuals with pure faith who harm others without benefiting themselves, the old grandmother was indeed different.

She is clearly a cunning and opportunistic traitor.

Moreover, the definition of this traitor is quite intriguing, because most of the Black Snake Bay secret society members had received funding from the Royal Court.

The Pope was allowed to promote the Sacred Tree sect of Christianity in the royal court, but the royal court was not allowed to conduct espionage activities in the empire.

Even the Ruian Party is no exception on this issue.

Back then, almost every force that opposed the empire or the church had some degree of collusion with the royal court.

The reason why no vampires came to seduce Horn's Holy Alliance was mainly because it rose too quickly, and in addition, Serfaye's move severed the connection between Black Serpent Bay and the Royal Court.

The old grandmother claimed that when Serfaye was still alive, she was assigned to this place to relay messages between Serfaye and the Soridor clan.

After Serfaye disappeared, the information she provided to the vampires was often in exchange for resources from them.

Therefore, she is not considered a traitor.

The main purpose was to perpetuate the existence of the Kush people, while also helping the Joan Party.

Since Horn's victory in the Battle of Black Mountain and the unification of the entire Langsander County, she has never again handed over intelligence to the vampires.

This constitutes rebellion against the church. If she is guilty of this, then Rules, Ottila, and others are guilty of treason.

Therefore, she did not commit treason.

Her act of introducing the Soridor clan to Horn was a sacrifice she had to make for the safety of the Holy Alliance.

Otherwise, if she keeps it a secret, how could anyone actually expose her?
At her age, she's simply burying her secrets in history along with the yellow earth.

Whether her words were true or false, Horn didn't care for now; he wanted to meet the vampire from the Soridor clan first.

After all, this is the clan from which Serfaye originated; perhaps there are some related secrets?
The heavy oak door to the conference room was pushed open by the military police, and Horn immediately smelled a faint odor of blood.

As he stepped inside, the first thing he saw was the military police standing by the wall.

Twenty military police officers, dressed in the latest light steel armor of the Holy Alliance, rested their hands on the wind-up pistols at their waists, staring intently at the center of the room.

The heavy velvet curtains were drawn tightly shut, keeping out the wind and snow outside.

Several whale oil lamps hung from the dome, their dim light illuminating the dust particles dancing in the air.

In the center of the conference room, a dozen iron chains hung from the ceiling, each chain locking a standing figure to its end.

The man was dressed in a deep purple silk gown with silver thread embroidery on the collar and cuffs, and his hair was neatly combed.

Despite being bound by chains, her posture remained elegant.

Four monks in white robes stood around him, holding a vampire tablet and holy water, ready to destroy the vampire at any moment.

Hearing footsteps, the person slowly raised their head.

Horn then got a clear look at his face.

Pale to the point of being translucent skin, red pupils, and a rigid smile.

If it weren't for his overly pale skin and red eyes, he would look no different from an ordinary nobleman.

"It is a great honor for me that Your Majesty the Holy Grandson has graced me with your presence." The vampire nodded slightly. "I am Azerlek, a descendant of the Shilov family of the Soridor clan."

Without speaking directly, Horn sat down in the chair opposite him.

In the past, he definitely wouldn't have done it.

Getting this close to a vampire isn't Horn's style.

But things are different now. If this vampire really wants to harm him, Horn Zero Frame can just raise his hand and unleash a divine spell to send him to his death.

He gestured to the military police not to be nervous, then stared intently at the vampire and asked bluntly, "Mr. Ezerek, is that right?"

“Yes, Your Majesty the Great Holy Grandson.” Ezerek bowed quite respectfully.

Compared to the arrogance of many human nobles in front of Horn, this vampire was strangely polite.

Perhaps his manners were too impeccable, but Horn even had a fleeting feeling that he seemed to genuinely hold Horn in some inexplicable reverence for him.

"What is your purpose in going to such lengths to contact me, Soridor Clan? Vivian says you possess the secrets of Serfayer, is that true?"

Ezerek chuckled lightly: "Your Majesty is indeed as direct as the rumors say, but please give me some time."

To explain all this, I must first allow me to talk about the history of the Soridor family.

After all, everything we're going to talk about today is closely related to this history.

Horn stared at him for two seconds before nodding: "Hurry up, I don't want to hear stories, I just want to hear the truth."

“As you wish.” Ezerek cleared his throat, squinted his eyes, and seemed to be recalling, “The first prince of the Soridor family was not a born vampire, but an El nobleman from Sun City.”

During the collapse of the empire, both commoners and nobles lived in purgatory.

The first prince, during a period of escape, received a dream-like enlightenment from the Lord of Immortality, which transformed him into a higher-level vampire, granting him the ability to live forever.

Even so, Horn clearly knew that this was a case of subtle writing.

The so-called enlightenment in a dream was actually just that Prince Soridor had contracted a demonic disease.

With no cure available, he could only embrace the vampire, sacrificing a great deal of desire and sensation in exchange for the continuation of his life.

"Among the original thirteen clans, the Soridor was just an insignificant nobody."

It possessed neither the military might of the Thetis clan nor the wealth of the Giovanni clan.

Our fate changed only after the appearance of Lilith, the first reclusive princess.

At this point, Ezerek's tone couldn't help but carry a hint of reverence: "The progenitor Lilith appointed the Soridor as her personal servant family."

We were responsible for her daily life and the safekeeping of her private collection.

That was the most glorious era for Soridor, and the most honorable memory for our family.

Horn listened quietly without interrupting.

He knew that Lilith was the progenitor of vampires, and according to the legends of the Secret Order of the Vampires and the Beastmen, Lilith should be the Lord of Immortality herself.

But considering the passage of time and the lies involved, Horn didn't know whether Azerek was lying or telling the truth. He never imagined that the Soridor clan had such a deep connection with Lilith.

“However, this good fortune didn’t last long.” Ezerek’s tone turned heavy. “You should know about the disappearance of the Lilith progenitor.”

Horn, who had studied diligently, immediately replied, "Lilith, the progenitor of vampires, was suddenly summoned by the Lord of Immortality and rode a white horse over the mountain peaks and departed."

"Yes, no one knows where she went, and there is much debate about it within the royal court."

If this hadn't happened, the Royal Court would probably have been a more centralized state than the Empire, rather than the United Emirates it is today.

However, the events of that day are clearly recorded in the family history of our Soridor clan.

A woman radiating golden light stormed into the palace of the progenitor Lilith and engaged in a fierce battle with her.

In the final moments of the battle, the golden woman plucked the heart from Lilith's heart and vanished into the sky.

"She took out her heart?" Horn frowned. "Then Lilith should be dead."

“That’s the strangest part.” Ezerek’s red pupils contracted slightly. “She’s not dead.”

"You're not going to tell me that Lilith is still alive, are you?" Horn asked rhetorically.

Ezerek didn't reply for a long time before finally giving an answer: "I could have told you before that Lilith was definitely not alive, but now, I'm not sure."

A few hairs on the back of Horn's neck suddenly stood on end, and that strange sense of fear from before returned.

"What do you mean by this?"

Ezerek did not answer the question directly or Ende's question, but instead continued to talk about his family history.

"According to family history, Lilith did not die immediately after her heart was removed."

Instead, she remained unusually calm and even directed the guards to chase after the woman.

She only flew into a rage when the guard returned and reported that they hadn't caught up.

Shortly afterward, the Progenitor Lilith summoned the core members of the Soridor family and told us that she was going to sleep.

But this does not mean death; one day, she will recover and return.

After saying this, she lay down in the stone coffin and never woke up again.

Horn's curiosity was piqued: "Then why did you say you weren't sure if she was still alive?"

“The Soridor family has always been uncertain; she should have been hovering in a state of semi-death.” Ezerek swallowed.

"Why do you say that? Wait, what did you do with Lilith's body?"

“That’s what I was about to say.” Ezerek smiled, but the smile looked bitter. “You might not believe it, but our Soridor clan has preserved Lilith’s body for a thousand years.”

Although this body has no heart, it still breathes and can even age like a living person, except that it doesn't need to drink water or eat.

Even more miraculously, when she reaches the extreme of old age and dies, she will turn back into a baby.

Then, in their sleep, they continue to grow, age, die, and become babies again, in an endless cycle.

Even if someone wanted to kill her completely, by burning her or stabbing her with silver, the result would be the same.

She will only turn into a baby again, and occasionally she will even randomly switch races.

Sometimes it was human, sometimes elf, and once it even became a dwarf.

After picking at his ear, Horn stood up straight with a solemn expression.

"Are you sure this isn't some kind of myth or myth?"

“I saw it with my own eyes.” Ezerek pursed his lips and continued, “I was very young at the time, and I happened to witness the resurrection of the Lilith progenitor’s body.”

Horn sat back in his chair, rubbed his chin with his index finger for a while, and then said calmly, "Continue."

“The Soridor clan has always believed that if they can find a way to truly resurrect this body, they can bring the Progenitor Lilith back into the world.” Ezerek’s words sounded to Horn both fanatical and desperate. “For hundreds of years, we have tried all sorts of methods.”

We even developed necromancy that could communicate with corpses, but we still failed.

All the necromancy could hear were illogical murmurs.

Because of these misinterpretations, Wang Ting made several wrong decisions and suffered great losses.

Taking a deep breath, as if trying to pull his thoughts out of his frenzy, Ezerek continued speaking.

"As time went on, some of the vampires of the Soridor clan fell into despair."

They abandoned that dream and began to pursue power and wealth like other vampires.

But some people held fast to this dream, and the Shilov family, to which Serfaye belonged, was one of them.

Edwin, who was standing next to him, immediately added: "Your Majesty, vampires are organized into clans composed of families, and a clan contains many families."

Horn waved his hand speechlessly: "Without you, I would really be kept in the dark."

Edwin retreated with a smug grin, while Sissi, who had just arrived, helplessly covered her eyes.

Ezerek explained, "You may not know this, but the Shilov are the most obsessed family in the Soridor clan with resurrecting Lilith."

Horn finally understood: "So, Serfayer's ultimate goal is to resurrect Lilith?"

“Not the goal.” A complex emotion flashed in Ezerek’s red eyes. “We suspect that she has already succeeded, or has found a way to succeed.”

"Why is that? Stop keeping me in suspense and just tell me everything at once." Horn was getting a little impatient.

“Because she took Lilith’s body and betrayed the clan.” Ezerek paused for a moment. “I used the word ‘took’ instead of ‘stole’ because the body followed her on its own.”

You should know that Lilith's body is not an inanimate object and cannot be used with necromancy.

We don't know what methods Serfaye used. Either she was a genius who found a way, or the Lord of Immortality has already descended, or at least sent down a trace of his consciousness.

Our current assumption is that she has already been able to communicate with Lilith's consciousness.

She may have even gone further, allowing Lilith's consciousness to inhabit that body.

"Serfael is Lilith's divine intervention?" Horn pressed. "Where's the proof?"

“The evidence is what Serfaye has done in recent years,” Ezerek said. “She conquered the Holy Throne City, purged the Royal Court, and suddenly mastered extremely advanced necromancy.”

The use of necromancy requires a lot of time to accumulate and practice.

Regardless of whether Serfaye, as a low-level vampire, has the ability to use necromancy, her ability to manipulate zombies and skeletons is stronger than that of a vampire general who has practiced for a lifetime.

Not to mention things like the Blood Pact Gun; she can even turn our Hollow Soldiers against her within a certain range and suppress necromancy within a certain range...

We have some other evidence with us, which you can review at any time.

As he spoke, the military police officer next to him handed over the documents that had passed inspection.

Horn had only read a few pages when Ezerek spoke up: "In order to survive, we, representing the Soridor clan, hope to form an alliance with the Holy Alliance and hope that you will accept our political asylum."

"Why? Lilith has been resurrected, shouldn't you be happy?"

Ezerek shook his head, but gave a bitter smile: "Where is there any joy? We betrayed her during the Hundred Year War of the Word '豮'."

Otherwise, why would the old princes be so afraid as to abdicate, and why would she need to purge this new batch of princes?

(End of this chapter)