Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride.

Chapter 47 Sybil

"Hmm~"

Verona gave Vlad a slightly charming look, then snuggled tightly into Vlad's arms, hugged Vlad's neck, and kissed him hard.

Looking at Verona, who was nestling in his arms and staring at him with a silly smile, Vlad couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

I had to take the initiative to ask about the situation in the Principality of Vilvia and the specific developments during this period.

As Vlad asked, Verona came back to her senses, her charming face blushed slightly, and she hurriedly reported in a serious tone.

After all, a big part of the reason she came here was to report on recent developments, but when she saw Vlad, she naturally put the matter behind her.

Vlad understood this.

After all, for those in the late stage of love brain, this is already a routine operation.

“After nearly two months of development, the size of the blood clan has reached more than 120 people, and we have recruited five witches. I have handed these people over to Famke.

In addition, we found a werewolf tribe, with a total of 18 werewolves, 5 trolls, and hundreds of dwarves."

"Dwarf Demons?" Vlad asked in confusion, and at the same time felt that it sounded slightly familiar.

"Master, these dwarves are actually a branch of the dwarves. Although they are not very strong, they are good at making equipment and enchanting."

After hearing Verona's introduction, Vlad suddenly realized what was going on. No wonder it sounded a little familiar.

"In just two months, you have achieved such results. I was right about you, Verona."

Looking at Verona who had returned to normal, talking eloquently, looking very confident and shrewd, Vlad couldn't help but fully affirm Verona's abilities.

This made the smile on Verona's face even more intense.

“In addition, the cleansing operations have already begun in the Transylvanian monasteries and various major sites of the Vatican. I believe it will be completed within three days.

And this time, I also brought fifty vampires with me, waiting for your orders, Master."

Vlad looked at Verona with admiration, gently stroked her soft shoulders, and said:
"Then let them act quickly. It won't be long before the Vatican knows about Velvia's situation. After all, this matter can't be kept secret for long."

"Yeah, I thought so too. I just don't know if those low-level vampires in Velvia can block the news in time. In this way, they can at least delay it for a while."

"As long as Victor is not stupid, he will definitely take action."

"I will go to Vilvia in a while, and you can come with me then." Vlad said thoughtfully.

After that, the two chatted a lot until the sky cleared up and Verona left.

The time came three days later.

Council Hall.

"And Lord Grantham?"

Vlad entered the council hall, glanced around, and asked the others.

"This~"

Looking at the ministers' hesitation, Vlad said with a slight displeasure:
"If you have anything to say, just say it!"

A hunched old man with white hair first glanced at the others, and when no one responded, he told Vlad the inside story:
"Lord Grantham's youngest daughter, Miss Sybil, was nearly defiled by a clergyman while praying at St. Ann's Cathedral yesterday. Fortunately, the guards discovered it in time, otherwise..."

At this point, Maester Maine couldn't help but shook his head.

Vlad understood immediately after hearing this. "This group of scum of the Church who are in the name of the gods, call the guards to arrest the people involved and hand them over to the Earl of Grantham for punishment." Vlad was furious.

Seeing this, the others didn't dare to say a word.

Although this matter involves Vatican clergy and should be handed over to the Vatican for handling, the people involved this time are too special so that no one dares to speak up.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for doing justice for me."

At this moment, a voice came from the door, and Earl Grantham walked in calmly, but a hint of anger in his eyes exposed his true state at the moment.

"However, we should not interfere too much in this matter. I believe Deacon Lucian will give me an explanation!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Vlad looked deeply at the chief minister who wanted to calm things down.

"Your Highness, I am also very angry, but let's leave it at that. I believe there will be a good outcome."

Grantham suppressed his anger and responded to Vlad.

"I know that Earl Grantham is considering the overall situation and does not want the kingdom to be at odds with the Church. Since you have made up your mind, it is not convenient for me to interfere."

"But if the Holy See cannot give you a satisfactory answer, I will get it back for you."

Hearing Vlad's caring words, Earl Grantham couldn't help but look at Vlad with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Looking at the ministers walking out of the council hall, Vlad sat on the throne with flickering eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Lord Grantham is really a fool. Sybil was bullied, but he didn't even try to seek justice for his daughter."

"Is his family more important or his faith more important?"

A voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

Marina was seen walking out from the side hall of the council hall at the back, holding the hand of a girl, looking indignant.

Following behind him was Sybil Crawley, daughter of the Earl of Grantham.

She had long dark brown hair tied up at the back of her head, and a graceful figure that looked slightly tall and voluptuous under her gorgeous black dress.

She had fair skin, delicate and slightly charming features, and looked at Vlad carefully, with a slightly uneasy expression.

"What's wrong? You used to follow me around like a little follower, but now you don't recognize me as your brother." Vlad said with a smile and a slight sarcasm.

From Sybil's slightly red and swollen eyes in front of him, it can be seen that her mental state is not very good at the moment.

Hearing Vlad's greeting, Sybil looked at Vlad timidly at first.

Seeing that Vlad seemed to be the same as before, looking like a caring older brother, he couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.

Mo Ming's eyes turned slightly red, and he quickly raised his hands, rubbed his eyes, looked at Vlad a little embarrassedly and said:

"No way, Brother Vlad, I've missed you all these years too. If you don't believe me, just ask Sister Marina."

Seeing that Sibyl was still shy as before, Vlad took the initiative to walk up to her, stroked her hair like when they were little, and said seriously:

"Don't worry, Sibyl. As your brother, I will do you justice."

Feeling the warmth from the big hand above her head, Sybil looked steadily at Vlad, whose face was gentle, and a tear flowed down uncontrollably.

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