Rise from the coffin and rebuild the vampire empire

Chapter 99 Flattery
The Imperial Navy's First Fleet in the South Bay, Commander Welte.

Karen gradually felt familiar with some of the nouns mentioned by Werner Desolate.

Commander Welt, a third-generation descendant of the Moon-Serving Family. Karen had some impression of him, but that was all.

As for the Desolation, it had only been in service for a little over a hundred years when the empire fell. No wonder Karen had no impression of it at all.

The ships that impressed Karen were all super flagships of the empire, such as the "Black Coffin" named by him personally. This was the flagship managed by the Blood Oath Clan. In a sense, it was Karen's exclusive flagship.

The fact that the "Desolation" has been preserved and has been controlled by the bloodline forces until now gave Karen some hope.

Is the "Black Coffin" possible?
However, this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment, and then was rejected by Karen himself, because the Blood Oath Clan was in control of that ship.

The knights of the Blood Oath Clan probably won't simply flee on the Black Coffin, but will fight for the empire until the last moment.

But when the building is really about to collapse and the decline is hard to hide, it will probably be just a luxury to want to escape by boat.

"Werner, what is your number as captain of the Desolation?"

Karen shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, looked at the skull, and asked.

"My Lord, I am the eleventh captain of the Desolation."

The skull gave a "click, click, click" answer. Werner Desolate did not hide anything. Unlike Drake, he practiced vampire magic and could feel the terrifying aura of the vampire in front of him. It was a kind of suppression that was almost fundamental.

There is no doubt that those who want to learn blood magic from the vampires have to pay a huge price. Just like those blood servants who long to be embraced, they must exchange their freedom for the knowledge they seek and become de facto slaves.

The vampires' servants, in addition to the slaves captured through looting, are often those who voluntarily follow for various purposes. They give up everything in the hope of serving their masters in order to be taught magic, or even to become a member of the vampire clan.

The imperial system protected the safety of the imperial citizens, guaranteed their lives, and provided them with superior material conditions, but did not give them any power to engage in politics and management.

If one wants to enter the management of the empire, one must at least become a loyal servant of the vampires. Of course, becoming a magic apprentice is also a way.

However, for humans, whether it is going from a slave to receiving the First Embrace, or from an apprentice to graduating from vampire magic, it is a very difficult thing, and not many people can do it.

It’s not that the vampires will deliberately block the quota, it’s just that everyone has a different concept of time.

Compared to the eternal life of the vampires, the life of human slaves is too short.

For humans, they may not learn anything in their entire lives.

Many slaves even serve a vampire for generations. Only after many generations will a vampire mage appear, and only then will one be chosen by the vampire master and become a member of the vampire clan.

Werner Desolate's ancestor was apparently a slave, and a popular and talented one at that, who successfully graduated and became a vampire mage.

"The eleventh captain."

Karen couldn't help but click his tongue. It seemed that the mages of the Huanglu family were just of average level.

The eleventh one, if calculated, lived for an average of only about 250 years, and no brilliant genius appeared.

Karen still remembered that the longest-lived vampire mage seemed to be over 600 years old.

The reason why the record ends here is not because of his own death, but because his master of the Mith clan finally found his conscience and made him a regular member. It was tragic that he was finally seen after serving for more than 600 years, but this is how the Mith clan is.

These nerds and research enthusiasts, once in a state of mind, can go completely mad, even more resistant to starvation than the Bloodsworn Clan. Even the bloodthirst curse can't interrupt their research. As a result, most vampires of the Mith Clan are skin and bones. They are also the clan primarily responsible for magical education, which is the main reason why magic apprentices have difficulty graduating.

Research can take more than ten years or even decades, which is not enough for short-lived species. The research can only be passed down from generation to generation, accumulating day by day until a certain generation of masters emerges.

how to say?

Blood servants, magic apprentices, are a bit like interns, or those taking postgraduate entrance exams or civil service exams. They usually work and study to meet the various requirements of the "master". When the "master" is satisfied, or the "master" finally has a guilty conscience, they will be converted to regular employees.

The only difference is that this is not based on individuals, but on families.

"Sir, may I come and see you?"

Seeing that Karen didn't say anything, Werner Huangwu took the initiative to speak. He was very flattering and positive, and his emotions were evident in his words.

"bring it on."

Karen agreed to Werner Desolate's request without hesitation.

This guy's flattering attitude basically shows one thing, that is, he probably really doesn't have much time left.

The Desolation has had eleven captains. To be honest, Karen really doesn't think that Werner Desolation can still retain much loyalty and faith in the vampires. He is so flattering, most likely because he has something to ask for.

In fact, Karen had not rashly let Uther contact those "abandoned people" before because he had doubts in this regard.

"Yes! Your lord!"

Werner Huangwu was very surprised. He had already noticed that the vampire lord in front of him did not reject his attitude. This was a good start. Maybe he could really succeed.

"Can you locate this skull?"

Karen asked. Although he was not good at magic, he had lived a long time and knew everything he should know.

"Yes, sir, I am already heading your way."

Werner Desolation immediately replied that he had indeed ordered the Desolation to proceed at full speed, the faster the better.

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Drake knelt on one knee, holding the skull and lowering his head. As he listened to Werner Desolate's words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

This necromancer is really not reserved at all, he is just flattering them. Where is the pride and contempt he has when facing them?
"Drake, take it and follow the fleet."

Just as Drake was complaining in his heart, Karen's voice sounded and called his name.

"Yes! Your lord!"

Drake responded loudly with a serious expression on his face, as if he had received some kind of destiny, and he looked like he was willing to protect the skull with his life. He was not much better than Werner Desolate.

"Let's go back."

Karen nodded and signaled Drake to return to his "Raven". Karen was not unaccustomed to these people's flattering attitude. After all, this should be the norm. Now the fear of the Imperials towards them is what makes the vampires feel unfamiliar.

(End of this chapter)