The act of rebellion had occurred within the Academy, causing a major disturbance that touched even the instructors and students. The gymnasium is filled with a huge fluctuation of auras from the three factions. Furthermore, because the gymnasium was erected near the main campus, it was also at the center of the academy. In brief, you can see the burns and spell after-effects blazing brightly beneath the black sky no matter where you are in Genus Academy.

Somewhere at the Abandoned Church…

Priest Keylan sipped his drink while watching the bright lights flicker in the evening sky. He was already aware of Amber Dawn’s Enthronement Ceremony tonight, as well as the fact that it would be a festival unlike any other.

“Ah~ they are doing it. They are really doing it~ If they did the rebellion outside of the Academy those two wouldn’t care at all. They just have to do it inside their temporary territory. Just how many rules did they break~”

The words of the Heavenly Laws rang in his head, “Those beings art destin’d to kicketh the bucket tonight. As a group of min’r villains, those gents w’re destin’d to p’rish f’r the sake of the heavenly children.”

Translation: Those beings are destined to die tonight. As a group of minor villains, they were destined to perish for the sake of the Heavenly children.

Keylan Light mumbles, “If they had just avoided this fate then… There would be no need to die. Hah~ Lesser beings are truly… a pain in the ass.”

The Heavenly Laws had spoken, “Not ev’ryone hadst the strength to defy fate. Only a few chosen one can and most of those folk hadst becometh gods in the endeth.”

Translation: Not everyone had the strength to defy fate. Only a few chosen ones can and most of them become Gods in the end.

Keylan Light recalled his fate and his journey to his current ending. He could hold back a helpless smile as he could understand what the words of the Heavenly Laws had just said.

“Indeed… I gave up my life for this world yet… It’s being destroyed by the disciple whom I treated as my son and was also killed by him in the end.”

—

With Amber Dawn’s intervention in the combat, several of the bound were killed, reducing the number of adversaries. The ratio has changed from 1:3 to 1:2. Though they were still outnumbered in comparison to the circumstances before, when they couldn’t even fight back, the burden on the Dawn family had substantially reduced.

Esther Dawn complimented his younger sister. “Good Work, Amy! Let’s work hard until tyne reinforcement arrives.”

“There are still too many. I can’t summon much from my side. But there shouldn’t be any problem from your side right?” Asked Asher Light to the werewolf king beside him.

Conri Lycaon responded, “They should be arriving soon. But whether they can enter or not the academy is a question. But in such a situation making a larger commotion to summon the big bosses should be an event we would wish for.”

“Ah~ but by then… Your people would definitely be punished as well. Well, we can only plead together when that time comes.” Asher Light said.

Conri Lycaon said, “Climb on my back. I jump up off stage to the ceiling while you attack as many as you can.”

A big dark blue-furred wolf with a visible silver shade at the tip came in place of Conri Lycaon. It’s 20 times the size of a typical wolf and can even communicate in human language. It has a crown emblem on its brow. This is the beast form of Conri Lycaon. Cub werewolves were at least ten times the size of regular wolves, while adult werewolves were 50 times that size. Only the Ancestor Werewolf dwarfed the others by at least a factor of 100. ．

Conri Lycaon in his beast form said to Amber Dawn, “They want to lock us down on the stage. Climb on my back.”

Amber Dawn and Esther Dawn, the Dawn siblings, nod. Esther Dawn assisted his younger sister, Amber, in climbing the stairs with his dress. Once Asher Light signaled to leap on the rooftops, he followed him and jumped on Conri Lycaon’s back. As predicted, the enemy detects them and their actions and attempts to stop them.

Asher Light drew his blade without hesitation. He glows like a shining moon under the evening sun, controlling the light components in his body, while light swords hover about him. The numbers were at least ten or more, and they were programmed to fall on their oncoming opponents as they exited the stage.

“Light Sword Formation!”

AAAHHHH! GYYAAAA!

Asher Light’s strike harmed all opponents, regardless of faction. The Blood Clan from Martel’s Side and their minions were particularly hard hit. Ghouls went insane from anguish as their appetite for blood increased by a factor of ten. They go into a frenzy, unable to discern their adversaries from their comrades and begin assaulting anybody within their range.

“What the hell are you doing!? I’m on your side! Gyaaa!!!”

“Don’t bite, you lunatic!”

“The Ghouls are in a state of Madness due to lack of blood. Suppress them!!”

Earl Elena Martel waves her hand and a wall of fire engulfs the ghouls and anyone with them to ashes. She was ruthless and merciless even towards her minions.

“Useless things!”

“What the hell are you doing? Aren’t they your kin? How can you do such a thing!?” Earl Thana Daybreak said.

Earl Elena Martel looked at her rival with unhidden contempt and disdain in her red irises. “You never changed, didn’t you, Thana? You always sympathized with mortals, that is what got your clan extinct. It’s because you fell in love with a mortal that the Daybreak Clan was destroyed. You fell for a human and ran away with him leaving your clan to suffer the consequences of what you had left behind. The Noble faction had to declare their protection of you as a hint of rebellion that’s why they were all killed. Thana, you are the one who killed your own clan! Hahaha~”

“Shut your mouth! My problems had nothing to do with you at all!” Exclaims Thana Daybreak as the two of them once again started fighting even in the midst of crazed ghouls.

Earl Elena Martel had raised hundreds of Ghouls and brought them into the conflict as pawns. But, because they had gone insane owing to a lack of blood, they attacked all living creatures without discrimination. Several even ran away from the arena in search of prey within the Academy. Some made it to the teacher’s dorms, while others fled to the other dorms.

The Fenrir Tribe and the Blood Clan still have it easy because they can easily combat a mad ghoul. Yet, many of them had fled to where regular students reside, making it similar to a tiger being lost in a tamed animal farm. As predicted, turmoil had spread across the academy. The teachers had to try to ensure the children’s safety, but they arrived too late, and many regular students were transformed into mindless ghouls.

Mindless ghouls can only be created by ghouls who create their relatives. Their vampire blood is already diluted, therefore generating kin in this stage is simply creating a monster with no intelligence other than a need for blood and flesh.

Hell had arrived at Genus Academy.

Fenrir Skoll and Cassius Ambrosia had no intention of participating in the event at the Gymnasium because Luther D’Arcy was already in charge of the Enthronement Ceremony. Yet a revolt was unexpected; after all, the difference in position between a Duke and an Earl may be only a level at first glance, but it is a difference in purity between families. Purebloods are Duke-ranked vampires. This is because they were immediately transformed from the Progenitor’s blood.

The Noble Clans, on the other hand, were founded by the Duke by giving away his diluted bloodline in a clan to make them nobles. So Cassius Ambrosia was surprised that an Earl like Elena Martel would attack Luther D’Arcy for personal gain.

Cassius Ambrosia was standing at the highest clock tower on the school grounds and had a 360-degree view of the entire land. Fenrir Skoll stands by him, assisting him in putting on his coat.

“How can an Earl compete against a Duke? The difference in bloodline cannot be ignored,” murmured the headmaster.

“My dear, regardless of whether they are nobles or ghouls their origin is still that of a human. Humans are inherently greedy. They could never be satisfied with a simple life if they can get a better one. The duke made the right choice not to make a kin. Because only by staying alone would one be considered a real vampire.” Fenrir Skoll said.

Cassius Ambrosia said, “There are also traitors from your tribe. Do you not care?”

Fenrir Skoll’s genuine gorgeous face revealed an adoring grin. High hair grows back to be long and a darker shade of obsidian. His irises sparkled like rubies in the moonlight. He can only grin calmly in front of Cassius Ambrosia.

Fenrir Skoll said, “After that night I first met you. You had become my only and my everything. I do not care about the Fenrir Tribe or the Blood even if the Humans can’t enter my sight. Only you and you alone, Baby~”

“Don’t call me baby. It felt weird.” Cassius Ambrosia grumbled, averting his gaze from this alluring werewolf. What he didn’t realize was that his pretty white skin was suddenly gleaming with a hint of scarlet, making Fenrir Skoll happy.

Fenrir Skoll held his wife’s hand and said, “Okay, no more teasing. What do you wish to do? I will be with you. Don’t worry about the mortals, Keylan Light would definitely protect them as this place is something he made to protect.”

“I know. Go with me to the Gymnasium. We need to stop this childish fighting between children.” Cassius Ambrosia said.

“Shall we go?”

The two disappeared from the clock tower after their conversation had halted. They seem to be heading to the source of all commotion and kill all ghouls on their way.

—

At the ruins of the Gymnasium…

On this day, the previous hall where students congregated for ceremonies and celebrations was completely destroyed. The ceilings contained apertures that allowed one to glimpse the dark sky full of stars and clouds. The flooring featured craters, burns, and numerous holes that appear to be difficult to fix. Furthermore, with the individuals inside battling incessantly, the fragrance of blood permeates across the surroundings, including some werewolf furs.

Duke Luther D’Arcy was still under attack from all sides, yet his face was expressionless, as were his frigid eyes. In the sight of others, he appears to be staring down at them, causing his foes to concentrate their attacks on him. In actuality, he is communicating with his mind’s subsystem.

‘What should I do? I can kill all of them so easily but that means this Plot scene would end abruptly and I’m going to get scolded. Subsystem, are the Lords truly on their way?’ Luther D’Arcy asked the subsystem in his head.

Answering to Lord Warden, Yes the Lord God and Lord Hei’s soul fragments are on their way here. They were just playing like they were on a date… I mean a bit busy with the ghouls on the way.

Luther D’Arcy had gotten so used to his Lords’ dating regime that he wasn’t surprised they would be arriving in this venue late.

He instead asked, ‘How about that partner of mine? Where is he?”

The Lord Chief Warden, he… He had been watching the Lord suffer from afar…

Luther D’Arcy utilized divine sense to find Randall Ruid, his lover’s vessel in this world, after hearing such a response from his subsystem. He was not far away, as the subsystem had stated. He was really on the Main Campus’s rooftop, just a few meters away from them. He sent a glare in that way, almost frightening the recipient off the rooftop.