The group tacitly didn't ntion things about the war anymore and just enjoyed their dinner, chatting here and there, looking extrely calm.
It was Zenith who wasn't calm.
He had planned to attack the two blood clan elders when the situation was chaotic.
Taking advantage of the chaos, he could assassinate one of them using Jake's powerful ability.
But until now, he still didn't get the chance to attack the blood clan elders at all!
Even if he attacked now, with Joan, Ainsley and the invisible spirits around...plus that little cat that was suspected to be a sacred beast...
He would lose. Definitely.
Looking at these people, they should be cold-blooded, and once they knew that Jake was being controlled, they wouldn't have rcy on him.
They might not try to kill Jake, but making him pass out or locking him up is possible.
While Zenith was being irritable because his mission was stuck here, Joan actually just received a communication from the elder in charge of communication.
To be honest, this is an open telepathy channel for all soldiers and those who would participate in the war.
[Hello, hello, everyone. We have successfully transferred all the soldiers to the island, and the non-soldiers are currently guiding the citizens to a safe place.]
The elder paused before giving another piece of news.
[The king and the royal family are on the way to the island, and we are expected to start the war at midnight, which is in a few hours.]
[Please be prepared! Thank you.]
The blood clan's royal family weren't many, but they definitely weren't only the king and his younger brother Wilhelm.
There were other people older than the king or younger than him, both n and won.
Each of them had been on the battlefield together with the king, and they were the main force of the whole race.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the royal family of the blood clan's strength was the ceiling among all other blood clan mbers.
There were only twenty of them, excluding Wilhelm, who had turned into a spirit.
60% of the royal blood clan were n and the rest were won.
To be honest, the ancestors were still alive to this day from the beginning of their blood clan race.
However, the founder and the parents of all blood clans didn't continue to hold the throne and always passed it to future generations.
They wouldn't die because they were immortals, but they would also beco weaker as they beca too old.
So even wanted to commit suicide and never revived again because they had lived for too long to know the start of world history.
Many mbers among the current royal family were way older than the current king, Atherton.
There were also people who once beca the king or the queen of the whole race, but in the end, they still passed on the throne to the younger generation.
After all, the king or the queen should only be the strongest blood clan among the others in that era.
Forr kings and queens, forr elders, ancestors, people who had lived for as long as this world existed—
All of them surprisingly ca out of their usual hiding places and finally joined the last war before complete freedom.
In the past, when they were still in their pri, they often fought the celestials, but when they got older, they chose to stay away from the battlefield.
Immortality was a curse for them, and half of the royal family mbers had committed suicide to end their lives.
So wanted to die with their loved ones that weren't pure-blooded like them.
So were simply too tired of living for a long ti, longer than any race in this world.
They knew too many secrets that weren't supposed to be known. They were tired.
These people who gathered with the king today were all those who chose to stay alive so that when their race was in dire danger, they could still help their kins.
Now, the king invited all of them to join the last war against their long-last nesis— the celestials.
Atherton looked at the twenty or so people in front of him with their eternal youthful faces.
So of them purposely made themselves look older, like the elders of the clan, so they would look more reliable.
So stayed young because they still had youthful hearts.
Atherton even saw his father, the one who turned him into a blood clan when he was still a human and coincidentally was also the previous king of the whole race.
When Atherton saw his father and his iconic silver hair that God knows he got from where...maybe from a hair dye, the king's stern face suddenly collapsed.
He couldn't help but twitch his lips and look at the 'trendy' man not far from his place with a hint of helplessness in his crimson eyes.
"Father...you are back."
God knew this one was a playful king, and he hurriedly found Atherton, transforming him into a blood clan so that he could inherit the throne as the next strongest blood clan mber.
After Atherton's father, Aleron, abdicated, he imdiately left the blood clan, hiding his breath, bloodline, and everything else.
He went to play outside, completely similar to Wilhelm, who was also lazy to do sothing for the clan.
But both of them had unique abilities!
The silver-haired guy looked up at his son, who was standing in front of the crimson-gold throne, and he imdiately flashed a big smile.
"Yo, son. I heard that you will completely end the celestial bastards tonight? Good boy. You didn't forget to invite your father to the party!"
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