On a dark night, walking alone on the road, there was no starlight, moonlight, or lights. A petite figure standing in the watchtower is overlooking the "Demon Special Zone" where night is about to fall.

It was a young boy about twelve or thirteen years old. The boy was dressed in loose white and richly decorated with gold ornaments. Black hair and brown skin, like golden eyes that can see through the darkness. Although there is still childishness in his appearance, the demeanor is reminiscent of the overwhelming majesty of a young lion.

Suddenly, a golden mist spread behind the boy, and the smoke thickened in the blink of an eye, and then changed to the posture of a man. It was a young man in a pure white coat, a blonde vampire aristocrat.

"It is an honor to meet your honorable face. His Royal Highness Prince Ibrisbel Aziz. As a direct descendant of the Second True Ancestor, you actually deigned to come to this kind of "Demon Special Zone" in the extreme east, to be honest, I was really a little surprised. The young nobleman put his hand on the chest of his coat and bowed politely.

"I see, is that you, Dimitorier Vatora......," said Ibrisbel, looking at the night scene, and laughed mockingly. (Ibrisbel, one of the Chosen Emperors of the Feast of Flames, has the "Seventh" and Eleventh" of the Twelve Primitives)

"I want to know your purpose more than your polite words." Ibrisbel asked as she glared at Vatora with sharp canine teeth from her lips.

"You're laughing, I'm just a witness this time. Because it is a rare "feast", if you don't enjoy it, it will be wasted. Vatra narrowed her eyes and smiled as she met the inquiry.

Vatra's words made Ibrisbel frown in confusion, and then asked with wide eyes in disbelief, "Did you put the weapons in stock, Vatra!?"

"Yes." Seeing the incredible stupidity, the black-haired prince shook his head with such an attitude of wanting to say nothing. He didn't expect that Vatra would directly withdraw from this feast and release the weapons in his hands. (Vatra, one of the Chosen Emperors of the Feast of Flames, has the "third", "fourth", and "fifth" of the twelve elements)

"Hehe, what a funny guy. But thanks to you, this feast will be magnificent! The sudden new voice made Vatra and Ibrisbel turn to look.

In the void against the background of the dark night, a young girl with pale green hair fluttering in the wind and little clothing appeared. The eyes are an emerald color like a deep lake. It has a cute and powerful appearance reminiscent of a wild leopard. She bared her cute tiger teeth and smiled at Wattola with an approachable expression.

"What? The Princesses of Chaos! Moaning in a muffled voice was Ibrisbel. In the face of the overwhelming magic fluctuations unleashed by the green-haired girl, even he could not hide his wavering color.

Although Ibrisbel's status as a prince is very noble, no matter how noble he is, he is only the status of a courtier under the True Ancestor. And the girl's true identity is the "Queen of Chaos", the third true ancestor of the Night Empire "Chaos Realm" that rules the continent of North and South America.

"I don't like exaggerated titles. Just call me Gada. "One of the strongest and oldest vampires, the Queen of Chaos," said with a fearless smile. (The Princesses of Chaos: Garda Kukurukarn, one of the Chosen Emperors of the Feast of Flames, possesses the "Sixth" and "Tenth" of the Twelve Primitives)

Then she slowly looked around, glared at the fourth figure standing in the corner of the watchtower, and said, "You too, Silence Breaker. ”

"Understood. So be it after that, Garda Kukurukarn. In response to the "Queen of Chaos", it was Xian Gu Yong, who wore a high school student uniform and seriously injured No. 5 Toptos. (The head of the Three Saints of the Lion King's Agency, the watcher of the Feast of Flames)

She was alone at the moment and indifferently faced three powerful vampires. There was no fear in his eyes, and there was no sign of nervousness. This is the self-confidence that is sufficient to protect oneself.

"Hmph, is it the Three Saints of the contemporary Lion King Agency, it's really young!" Ibrisbel looked at the girl and snorted unmoved.

Xian Gu Yong did not move, and greeted Ibrisbel with a gesture. Then he said, "My name is Xian Gu Yong, please give me a lot of advice in the future, Your Highness Ibrisbel." The Third True Ancestor, and the Duke of Vatra, please forgive me for taking some of your time tonight. ”

Idle Ancient Yong walked towards the vampires. Naturally, all eyes were on her alone.

"So is all that is left of the Zaharias of Nerapsey?" Gadam looked around at the people gathered in the watchtower and muttered in a pleasant tone. (Zaharias, one of the Chosen Emperors of the Feast of Flames, has the "First", "Second", "Eighth", and "Nineth" of the twelve elements)

Hearing this, it was Ibrisbel who frowned, and his childish upright face distorted, and he spat without the image of a prince and said, "I really heard a hateful name." Did the Arms Dealer pretend to be a lord after getting a Dominion? ”

Xian Gu Yong ignored it, lowered his gaze slightly, shook his head, and continued: "Nelapsi has a provisional autonomous government, and Speaker Barutazal Zaharias is absent. There is only one topic for discussion with you. Looking at the impatient look of a certain prince vampire, Xian Gu Yong continued unhurriedly: "The twelfth has awakened. ”

"What!" Ibrisbell's eyes narrowed in surprise. The air in the room shook uneasily.

"Really... The Sealed Twelve's Body: Agulola Florestina? Garda laughed with a beautiful sound that sounded like it was played on a high-priced harp. She muttered with interest over the name of Number Twelve, "Sleeping Beauty (Agulola)? Did you deliberately give the twelfth generation a name? ”

Then, the last to speak in a low voice was Wattola. "Did MAR break the seal? It was a bit of a surprise."

Three years ago, the person who excavated No. 12 and kept her was Maguna Ataraxia Reseach (MAR). For them, as a for-profit company, No. 12 is only a simple test subject, and there should be no reason to unseal it.

"The one who awakened the Twelfth was a subordinate of the former Count of Caljana's family, and he was also the Blood Servant of the Twelfth One. It is said that he obtained the holy spear from the daughter of the former Count of Karjana, and illegally broke the seal by trespassing into the MAR. Idle Singer answered Wattola's question.

Wattola hung the corners of her mouth with a happy expression and said, "Servants of Blood, Holy Spear, Karjana, trespassing, I see, this feast is really getting more and more interesting!" ”

"Anyway, so that all the twelve bodies are ready!" Gadama confirmed in a flamboyant tone, while it was Ibrisbel who objected.

"However, the Kaljana family should have no territory anymore. So how are you going to command the Lion King Agency? ”

"Yes, so she is not qualified to be an Elector. Let the Twelfth participate in the feast, but do not agree with the qualifications of the Calljana family as the Elector. The stage for the feast is up to us. Xian Gu Yong's indifferent words revealed a lot of meaning, which made the vampires present think for a while. The Servant of Blood is a very special being, and the meaning of her words is only that she does not recognize Kaljana, but the person who is a subordinate of the Servant of Blood's family who has unlocked the seal and the identity of the Servant of Blood has the qualifications to participate as an individual.

"Stage?" Ibrisbel smiled sinisterly. He pointed at Xian Gu Yong and questioned loudly: "Can I understand that the government of your country has prepared an offer commensurate with this?"

"Of course, otherwise, it's not gambling!" Idling looked straight back at Ibrisbell's provocative eyes.

Ibrisbell is very young, so he instinctively hates anyone as young as he is. Therefore, he turned to Xian Guyong, who was also young, the head of the three saints of the Lion King: "Then let me ask you, what are you gambling on?" Don't forget, we don't have to say, even that filthy arms dealer is blocking the fate of his country. Would I like to have a reciprocal return? ”

One of the most important requirements for a candidate is to have a territory under their own jurisdiction, and this is also true for watchers.

Ibrisbel's eyes flashed with a true red light, and he smiled at Gu Yong. It's inconceivable for an ordinary human to fall into a state of madness just by feeling this huge eerie aura. But Gu Yong didn't show any emotion, just quietly raised his right hand.

"It's this island that we're betting on," Behind the idle ancient chant is the night view of the huge artificial island "Demon Special Zone" Xianshen Island.

"We're going to gamble on this land, and on the lives of all 560,000 people who live on it." Xian Gu Yong calmly explained, as if she was completely unaware of what a terrifying meaning she was expounding!