At the Main Campus’ Rooftop…

A man with scarlet hair was dangling from the roof’s edge, his hand grabbing a cement corner of the structure. As they witnessed their boss fall from the roof, the other individuals on the roof panicked. Elder Vilkas, who was standing near the hanging guy, was displeased with his current appearance.

“Randall! Quit playing about! What if the Ancestor sees you like this?” warned Elder Vilkas.

“I don’t suppose the lord would care,” Randall Ruid responded as he climbed back up on the roof with merely the force of his fingers.

Elder Vilkas asked, “What did you even see to suddenly fall like that?”

“I found my Luna.” Randall Ruid answered honestly.

As the others on the rooftop comprehended what their boss had just stated, they were stunned and almost yelled. Indeed, Elder Vilkas thought the young man was joking around again.

“Where is your crest?” asked Elder Vilkas.

He didn’t trust the playful lad and demanded proof to get him to stop talking nonsense. Who would have guessed he’d witness this red-haired brat pull up his shirt? A black snake hangs from his chest, with red ropes wrapped around him like a cage. Others noticed it shining, indicating that the other person with the identical crest was nearby.

Stunned, Elder Vilkas mumbled, “It’s real. You weren’t joking!?”

“I’m not. Why would I lie about my own Luna!?” Randall Ruid stated.

Elder Vilkas asked, “Who is it?!”

Randall Ruid lowered his clothes and pretended not to know the answer and said, “I’m not sure yet. I’ll check it with him first. You might find it harder to believe though.”

“Nonsense! A Luna from the Fenrir Tribe must be protected by the pack regardless of their race. If not for the fact that the little girl’s crest looks weird, we would have declared her as the Young Werewolf King’s Luna.” Elder Vilkas said.

Randall Ruid said, “Elder, your voice is too loud.”

Suddenly, a small group of werewolves in human form appeared and kneeled before Randall Ruid. They are obviously from the same wolf pack as the Ruid group, based on their pinkish hair color.

“Chief, the nearby ghouls were all exterminated.”

“Good Work. Once the Ancestor has arrived we will join the battle. Secure the safety of the young king!” Randall Ruid commanded.

“Yes, Chief!” His wolf pack responded.

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Back at the Gymnasium…

Duke Luther D’Arcy was parrying anyone who dared to attack him without any malice or malicious purpose, and if someone tried to kill him, he attacked with bloodthirst, desiring to cripple or kill whoever that attacker was as revenge. Of course, he ensures that no one the protagonists cannot manage passes past him. It is the only reason the kids are still alive.

Elder Vanu deployed his trump card after observing that the combat between the two sides was stagnant. He could wield dark forces as a weapon and use them to govern the dead. There are a lot of deaths in the arena, and he utilized this to put their foes in a bind once more.

Elder Vanu mumbled, “No other choice. I have to use it.”

When a flood of darkness poured over the gymnasium, he began reciting gibberish spells only he could comprehend. The dead began to move like monsters in front of everyone’s eyes. They turned undead and began assaulting with zeal. With mindless ghouls and undeads spreading havoc across the venue, both sides were in danger. When Earl Elena Martel saw this, she became enraged and yelled at the insane wolf elder who had done all of this.

Earl Elena Martel yells, “What are you doing!? You are killing people from our side too!!”

“Since when did this old man say he is on your side? I only said I will do as I wish and you just happened to call me here.” Elder Vanu said as he looked at Earl Elena with eyes full of contempt. “You are too stupid, vampire.”

“You old bastard! This wouldn’t be the end!!!” Elena Martel screamed at Elder Vanu.

Hmp!

Elder Vanu said, “Let’s see if you would be able to stay alive first, stupid woman.”

The protagonists witnessing undead rising within the venue, couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless at the scene. Especially the Dawn siblings who were working with their mother.

Conri Lycaon spoke, “Undeads are your forte. Do something, you Holy Son!”

“Shut up! Aunt Dawn and her people are there. I can’t just discriminately open a holy rain that doesn’t target a specific person but land.” Asher Light said.

Knowing how serious the situation is at this moment, Conri Lycaon asked, “Don’t you have any other skills?”

“I’m more proficient with healing skills. Most of my attacks are an area of effect type. So…” 𝓫𝓭𝓸𝓋𝓁．𝓬𝓸𝓂

“You can do a crowd attack but not a targeted one. Tsk… How useless!” Conri Lycaon said as he once again roared to slow down their approaching enemies for the siblings to help eliminate them.

Amber Dawn asked, “If I pull my mom and her people away, can you attack them by then…”

“That’s risky! By then the main targets would be us. We cannot protect you with just the three of us.” Ester Dawn said

Amber Dawn said, “I don’t care. If we leave Mom down there, she would be in danger!”

She abruptly raised her voice and silenced the three men. She would always keep her temper in front of them. Yet, as a former Assassin Queen, she is notorious for taking on even the fiercest men in her world. She would even look down on men if it weren’t for the race difference. She can now fight back since she is no longer human. Amber Dawn isn’t capable of doing anything she likes for as long as she wants.

She jumped down on Conri Lycaon’s back, causing her dress to flow like white silk with flowers attached. Amber Dawn did not fall to the earth as a tree limb emerged as her footing; she even put light aspects to it to ensure that the undead and vampires could not destroy it.

The three men were taken aback by Amber Dawn’s remarks and actions. They never expected her to be a heroic figure who would run into danger to save her loved ones.

Esther Dawn was proud of his younger sister, “Haha~ I guess we can’t stop her at all. She is so courageous and heroic. We can’t even beat her just with this move alone. I’m going ahead.” He also jumped off to join her younger sister on the battlefield.

Asher Light and Conri Lycaon felt a bit embarrassed that a girl had jumped into the fight before them. But at the same time, they were delighted.

“It seems my eyes weren’t wrong! She is the best.” Asher Light said while grinning proudly.

Conri Lycaon said, “Stop wasting time. They are almost surrounded.”

Thana Dawn and her people were able to breathe and rest once the two joined the conflict. Sadly, even with the three young purebloods entering the battle, they couldn’t outnumber their opponents and felt powerless as they were besieged by them. Amber Dawn did her hardest to use her skills, but she is too young to fight against adults in such numbers, even though she tried her hardest to defend her family.

Thana Daybreak felt horrible for not being competent to protect her children.

“Elena, let the children go. They had nothing to do with our rivalry!”

“Hah! Who are you kidding!? Since I want to kill you, of course, I shall uproot your families as well.” Earl Elena Martel said as she looked at them with malice in her eyes.

“Kill them all!” She ordered her minions and allies in the area.

Duke Luther D’Arcy was about to make a move beyond his character’s skills simply to keep the protagonists safe when he observed the familiar auras that emerged in the sky. One of them is a young priest dressed in pure white robes. He flies through the air thanks to a pair of white wings. Two men standing together suddenly emerged from the shattered gymnasium’s ceiling. No one except Duke Luther noticed the arrival of the couple.

A hail of white swords descended from the skies, piercing all those on Elena’s side, whether vampires, undead, werewolves, or even humans. As the shower of holy swords dropped on them, they screamed in anguish. These swords could only run to evade Thana Dawn and her people, Elena Martel, and the others. The humans from the Templar Temple had successfully blocked these attacks with few casualties, but all members of the Martel Clan and their affiliated clans, as well as Elder Vanu’s undeads, were killed in one single attack.

Earl Elena Martel used a werewolf to block the attacks. These spells made of light elements were a bane for a vampire like her. She sacrifices the lives of others to keep hers. She is a villain through and through. Even so, she couldn’t accept that the one she thought she can use as a pawn would suddenly retaliate in the middle of the fight and now an unexpected guest suddenly appeared before everyone’s eyes instantly killing all her pawns and injuring her people.

“Who the hell are you!? A priest of the Templar Temple interferes like this. Don’t you know where the hell you are!” screamed Earl Elena Martel at Priest Keylan Light flying in the sky.

The children all recognized Keylan Light. He is Conri Lycaon, Asher Light, and Esther Dawn’s instructor, while Amber Dawn met him in that abandoned church.

“Instructor Keylan! (Priest Keylan)”

The gentle and friendly smile of Keylan Light, which the children are used to is gone instead, he has an aloof expression on his face, and his eyes are full of scorn as he stares down at everyone under him. A pure light aura surrounded him, making him gleam in the nighttime sky. He is more visible than the moon.

Nobody noticed that the two old bishops, Mangetsu Kyoya and Eve Candance, were astonished by the man in the sky. They were so stunned that they forgot about the wands on their hands and let them fall to the ground. They trembled as soon as they saw Keylan Light cast his steely stare on them. Their knees were shaking as they stared in bewilderment at Keylan Light. They could only clasp their hands together and stare up, their emotions filled with terror, remorse, and sorrow.

They were at least of the same generation as the current Pope, Kenan Light, and the two Cardinals, Darius Rueden and Lemuel Elon, as the oldest bishops from the Templar Temple. They had met the former Pope when they were children, and all of their ancestors had seen the founder’s face. They would never confuse Keylan Light’s look for that of the others. The bishops knelt and gazed at Keylan Light as if they had seen their God.

“MASTER KEYLAN! YOU ARE ALIVE!!”

The two bishops yelled, while their followers were stunned and began kowtowing before God in front of their eyes.

Keylan Light was not pleased to see his former apprentices in such disarray. They violated the safe refuge he built by using their power to harm children. All of this went against the rules he had left behind.

“I am disappointed in you. Do you no longer recall the rules I left behind, or did Kenan obliterate all of my traces after my death? The Templar Temple in the present era is not the same as the one I built; you ruined it from the inside, and it continues to fester today.”

The young priest with white wings appeared to be a God descending from Heaven, and his words were like an oracle for the Templar Temple members. The Bishops’ faces burned with shame. They can only bow their heads and cry. They violated their faction’s regulations in front of their founder.

“Master Keylan! Please forgive us! We lost our heads to greed and shame. We begged the Founder to forgive us one more time!” Plead all the members of the Templar Temple from Earl Elena Martel’s side.