All of us are one

Chapter 56 Worries

"He calls me his junior brother; so his father is indeed related to him..."

Jiang Yanming immediately understood that this Councilor Ling Heng was probably a disciple of one of his father's fellow disciples, otherwise he wouldn't address him in that way.

"So, my father was also from the Great River Alliance," Jiang Yanming thought to himself. "Because my mother was a member of the Thousand Machines Sect, my father crossed the ocean to join the Four Kingdoms Alliance so as not to implicate the Great River Alliance."

He believed he had guessed the whole story, after all, the fact that the Thousand Machines Sect was the public enemy of most of the Divine Martial Kingdom was something his father had told him personally.

"The Thousand Machines Sect, this force that seeks to descend from the upper realm, possesses methods similar to those of the Flying Instrument..."

Jiang Yanming leaned back on the sofa, a thoughtful look in his eyes. "The Thousand Machines Sect has managed to preserve its heritage intact to this day despite offending most of the Divine Martial Kingdom, so its strength must be considerable."

dong dong!

There was a knock on the study door, and the woman who had led the way called out, "Mr. Jiang, may I come in?"

"Come in." Jiang Yanming leaned forward, placed his arms on his knees, and interlaced his fingers.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Gretel invites you to the safe house to watch the battle," the pretty woman said with a forced smile.

"Hmm." Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanming stood up, preparing to follow the other party to the so-called safe house.

After meeting with Councilor Ling Heng, he was no longer afraid of what tricks Mr. Gretel might play, and watching the battle from the safe house suited his wishes perfectly.

In this world where spiritual energy is scarce, it is already difficult for cultivators to replenish their resources. Reducing this loss will help them cope with more troubles in the future.

then.

Led by the beautiful woman, Jiang Yanming arrived at a safe house hidden beneath a guest room.

He was able to determine the safety of the safe house with just a brief observation upon entering, as the passageways and walls appeared to be constructed of special steel with a heavy metallic feel.

"Mr. Jiang, as long as the surveillance equipment in the manor is not damaged, you can see most of the manor."

The beautiful woman led Jiang Yanming to a cubicle in the safe house, where he immediately saw a surveillance network composed of numerous screens.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanming looked at the equipment in front of him. From his perspective as an electronic hacker, the equipment here was rather retro, highly reliable, and had good resistance to electronic pulse interference.

"I'll stay here with Mr. Jiang," the woman said with a smile. "Mr. Gretel instructed me to follow Mr. Jiang's orders."

"Hmm." Jiang Yanming nodded slightly, focusing on the footage on the monitor screen.

Currently, the decorations in the manor garden are complete, with fruits, desserts, dried meat, and other delicacies placed on the tables in the garden.

"Generally speaking, when do your vampire gatherings begin?" Jiang Yanming asked without turning his head.

"If all goes well, the party will begin an hour before midnight," the woman replied, slowly approaching from behind.

"I am a certified demon hunter. Don't loiter around in front of me, understand?" Jiang Yanming turned his head and looked at her with his reddened, cold eyes, which immediately sent a chill down the woman's spine.

"Understood!" The woman nodded repeatedly, cold sweat beading on her forehead, her face, which had been slightly rosy, turning deathly pale.

"Get out." Jiang Yanming waved his hand.

"Yes." The woman breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the monitoring room, closing the door behind her.

After the woman left, Jiang Yanming's reddened eyes gradually returned to normal.

"The Witcher's hatred for monsters has aroused my murderous intent..." he murmured to himself. "I thought that as my identity gradually increased, the influence of memories on me would gradually weaken."

When Jiang Yanming received the true teachings of the Jingtao Martial Arts School, the influence of his memories was still quite obvious. As his identities increased, the effect of his memories weakened. His self-awareness remained unshakable, but he was still worried about the future.

"Hmm... what's this?"

Jiang Yanming looked closely at a screen and saw Councilor Ling Heng, dressed in a blue robe, standing in the corridor talking to two people who were not of Shenwu Kingdom descent. "Those two are not from the Martial Arts Alliance."

"Judging from his rosy complexion, he shouldn't be a vampire." He observed carefully. "In that case, he should be an official from the Four Nations Alliance or the Republic of Ramos."

If nothing unexpected happens, the former is more likely, since Councilor Ling Heng comes from a powerful force in the Divine Martial Kingdom and is unlikely to pay any attention to the officials of the Ramos Republic.

"This is getting interesting. The Martial Arts Alliance's councilors, the Four Nations Alliance's official electronic hackers and cyborgs, I wonder if those vampires from the Advent Faction can provoke them to go all out."

Jiang Yanming narrowed his eyes, becoming increasingly interested in the upcoming encirclement and suppression.

As an officially registered cyber hacker, he had never seen the official cyber hackers and cyborgs of the Quad Alliance take action before, and this time he might have a real eye-opener.

Time passes little by little.

At 10:30 p.m., the manor’s front hall gradually became lively as one vampire after another arrived to attend the party.

"It's about to begin." Jiang Yanming's eyes shone with anticipation.

……

A limousine is driving on a road a few kilometers from the estate.

Inside the car, vampire knights Klar and Curaçao sat facing each other, each holding a wine glass with bright red liquid swirling inside.

Curaçao snorted and said, "Grit invited us to the party, which I feel is not a good thing, especially given the failure of the descent ritual and the significant drop in our control over the Northern Continent."

"Grit is a knight older than us, and we should respect him, even if we disagree on our beliefs," Clara said calmly. "Actually, he's just like us, fighting for the survival of the vampires."

"He is the eldest knight, and his strength is greater than ours. If he participates in the descent ritual, he might be able to complete it." Curaçao was very unwilling. The magical energy leaked from the descent ritual made him feel his blood surging.

If the ritual is completed, he may be able to activate his degenerated bloodline and gain a lifespan far exceeding that of ordinary people.

"We had too many concerns. If we had performed the descent ritual ourselves, we might have already succeeded," Klar sighed, a hint of regret in his heart.

"That's a demon! The descent ritual failed, but we're still alive." Curaçao couldn't help but emphasize. He was unwilling to accept the failure of the descent ritual, but he also didn't want to summon the demon himself.

Because demons are mostly described as chaotic and disorderly in the records of the vampires, unless there is a demon of a higher rank to suppress them, no one knows what a demon will do after it descends. It would not be surprising if they were killed directly after descending!

"I know," Clara sighed and shook her head.

"The ceremony is over; now we should focus on the present," Curaçao said. "Not long ago, our company in Ramos was hacked, our mercenary squad was wiped out, and the hired hackers were captured by the enemy."

"Chris mentioned it," Clare said, her eyes lowered. "Perhaps we should ask Sir Gretel if he's involved, otherwise..."

"You mean the Quad Alliance?" Curaçao's expression changed slightly.

"Let's see what Sir Gretel has to say first." Clare was very reluctant to see the four-nation alliance come to a head.

The vampires are too weak now. There are only three knights left, whose strength is comparable to that of a level four cyborg. The Four Nations Alliance could easily wipe out the vampires by sending a dozen or so level four cyborgs and equivalent electronic hackers.

"After we've met with Sir Gretel, we'll discuss this further. We must consider the sake of our people," Curaçao said, a shadow hanging over her heart.

He had a bad feeling; the invitation to the party came at too much of a time, shortly after the company was hacked.

……

The limousine drove all the way and arrived at the manor where the party was being held at around 10:50 p.m.

Sir Clare.

"Sir Curaçao."

As Raquel and Curaçao entered the manor, they were immediately greeted with respectful bows by the vampires.

The vampire hierarchy is very strict. The knight is the strongest living vampire, which naturally inspires awe and admiration in those vampires who are only knights or even less than knights, and are only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

"Greetings, gentlemen." The old butler of the manor bowed respectfully to the two gentlemen. "Mr. Gretel is already waiting for you."

"Lead the way." Klara raised her head slightly.

"Please follow me." The old butler led the way.

The three of them walked to the outside of the main conference room in the manor.

"Gentlemen, please come in." The old butler bowed and gestured for them to enter.

"Hmm." Klar nodded slightly.

Curaçao snorted coldly, strode into the conference room, but her expression changed drastically the next moment.

Clarton sensed something was wrong. Suppressing the urge to flee, he stepped into the conference room and asked, "Who are you people?"

There were three people sitting in the meeting room, but Sir Gritt, whom they recognized, was not among them.

"The Four Nations Alliance, the Special Affairs Bureau!"