Chapter Thirty: Something Was Overlooked

After listening to the vampire before him, Mu Yang had a rough understanding of the current situation; this group of vampires had summoned him to suppress a rebellion.

“Do you really know nothing about why the undead rebelled, what their purpose is, or what benefit the Church gained by joining them in the revolt?” Mu Yang prepared to question further, but the vampire replied that he knew only what he had already shared and nothing more.

Mu Yang shook his head in frustration and said, “Give me a room so I can collect my thoughts. Also, you there—the vampire in the corner—come here, I have questions for you.” As he spoke, Mu Yang’s gaze fell upon Tang Dao, the vampire said to possess the purest goodwill.

The girl was clearly startled by the sudden turn of events. She was the youngest daughter of the current vampire king, the littlest princess, and it was certainly not proper for her to be summoned for questioning like this.

An elder vampire interjected, “It depends on whether the princess herself is willing to accompany you, sir.” As he spoke, he kept signaling to the little princess with his eyes.

But the young princess, still shaken and curious about what made ancient humans different from herself, failed to notice the elder’s signals. She thought the elder was simply seeking her opinion and quickly replied, “I don’t mind at all.”

“In that case, lead me to the lounge,” Mu Yang said.

“It’s just a few questions, nothing to worry about,” the little princess reassured the elder.

Left with no choice, the elder instructed a servant to escort Mu Yang and the princess to the lounge.

Upon arrival, the walls were adorned with several oil paintings, the central sofa was lavishly ornate, and a few porcelain vases stood on the table—a display of utter luxury.

Mu Yang settled onto the sofa and looked at the princess. “Why don’t we introduce ourselves first? It’ll help make the conversation a bit easier.”

“My name is Mu Yang. I’m human, though perhaps not entirely so anymore. As for the reason I’m here, you probably know better than I do,” Mu Yang began.

“My name is Eileen, I’m a vampire, the youngest princess of the empire, and I just turned three hundred this year,” she introduced herself.

A princess of the empire? That’s convenient, it’ll make questioning much easier… But three hundred years old… Mu Yang mused inwardly.

“Eileen, can you tell me if there was anything wrong or omitted in the other vampire’s account earlier?” Mu Yang asked.

“Mu Yang, answer one of my questions and I’ll answer one of yours, otherwise it wouldn’t be fair!” Eileen said, pouting.

“All right,” Mu Yang agreed readily; after all, he had no particularly valuable information to keep secret.

Seeing his agreement, Eileen answered, “Actually, Uncle Auri’s account was mostly accurate, but he left out one thing. Fifty years ago in Tailin, there was an organization called Yangu that specialized in researching ancient ruins. But much like the current undead, they seemed to have discovered something extraordinary and suddenly rebelled against the empire. They were jointly suppressed by the empire, the research institute, the Church, and the Adventurer’s Guild, and they were ultimately destroyed. Afterward, Yangu’s work was absorbed by the research institute.”

“All right, I’ve answered your question. Now it’s my turn: what was the world of ancient humans like?” Eileen asked.

Mu Yang was stumped by the question, but after a moment’s thought, he gave her an answer: “The human world isn’t much different from yours here, in fact, you could even say it’s exactly the same…”