Chapter 387

The more Marquis Maxim thought about it, the more devastated he became.

Why is this happening?

How could the Grand Duke protect and favor an evil witch?

He was not convinced; he was not reconciled!

How could Wen Xin not notice the deep-seated hatred in Marquis Maxim's eyes?

She met his gaze without flinching, but to Marquis Maxim, this was as her smugly showing off and mocking his foolishness!

Wen Xin: "..." Was that an open and honest look in my eyes?

"That vixen deserves to die!"

But Marquis Maxim had been driven mad by the rage. He shoved his son aside, roared, and stomped his foot, creating a dent in the hard floor. He then slammed his fist, which felt like it weighed a ton, toward Wen Xin.

His ability is to enhance strength; with sheer force, he can overcome any technique. Marquis Maxim's current strength is enough to destroy a small city with a single punch.

Who can withstand a punch from this brute?

However, before he could even get close to Wen Xin with his fist, he was kicked away by the vampire Bing and crashed back next to his son, creating a ten-meter-deep crater in the ground.

Count Vic, who had fallen into the pit with his father, struggled to drag Marquis Maxim out. Wiping his face, he knelt on the ground, intending to apologize first, but alas, he had a father who was a hindrance and a troublemaker for his son...

Marquis Maxim was nearly killed by the kick. After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he was consumed by hatred and no longer afraid of dying. His scarlet eyes glared angrily at the vampire C.

"Ancestor Danil, why are you stopping me? Why?"

Vampire C: "..."

If I don't kick you, and wait for the Grand Duke to make his move, do you think you'll still have half a life left?

"You wicked concubine... how dare you, a mere child, offend Madam?"

Marquis Maxim, however, completely failed to grasp that his ancestor was trying to save him, and roared in anguish, "She murdered my son!"

"She's an evil witch, doesn't that bitch deserve to die? I should have torn her to pieces right then and there... Hehehe!"

Before Marquis Maxim could finish his tirade, an invisible hand gripped his neck.

At this moment, the tall and mighty vampire marquis was like a duck waiting to be slaughtered, powerless to fight back, and could only let out painful groans.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, please calm down. My father was so grief-stricken by his brother's death that he went mad. He did not mean to offend you and your wife. Please forgive him this time!"

Seeing that his father was about to be strangled to death by the Grand Duke, Earl Vic hurriedly knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

The vampire duke didn't even glance at him. His dark eyes were so calm that they inspired endless fear, as if he were strangling not a vampire junior, but an ant.

Beneath the gods, all are but ants...

What Count Vic was most horrified was that his father’s once robust body was now shrinking, as if all the blood was being drained from his body. If this continued, he would eventually become a dried-up corpse.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, spare my life!"

Count Vic kept kowtowing.

"Odis".

Wen Xin gently took his hand and looked at him with her almond-shaped eyes full of affection.

The vampire grand duke paused, then withdrew his power.

Marquis Maxim collapsed to the ground, half-dead. Earl Vic quickly helped his father up, ready to cover his mouth at any moment to prevent him from further angering the Grand Duke.

Wen Xin stepped down from the carriage, holding the hand of the vampire duke.

The expressions on the faces of the vampires were indescribable.

Did she treat the Grand Duke as a servant to her?

She's too audacious and too spoiled.

However, regardless of what she was thinking, the vampires kneeling on the ground quickly made way for her.

Didn't you see that the Grand Duke almost killed a vampire marquis for her sake?

If even the Grand Duke himself doesn't care anymore, who would dare to question her status and actions?

Anyway, it wasn't their son who was killed, so let's not worry about it too much and just stay put!

Wen Xin walked gracefully to Marquis Maxim. The girl under the full moon, bathed in moonlight, was as pure and aloof as snow, noble and unapproachable.

Her black dress embroidered with dark red floral patterns added to her mystique, and they vaguely saw the shadow of a vampire duke in her, inspiring submission and fear in them...

She looked down at him and said calmly, "I am not Wen Yu, Marquis Maxim. The last time we met was at the Wen family home, when I pleaded with you for Wen Yu."

Marquis Maxim's expression shifted from hatred to bewilderment, then to disbelief. "You, you...it's impossible!"

His first reaction was to deny it.

He sensed the aura of black magic emanating from the woman before him.

How dare she say she's not Wen Yu?

"Stop with your sweet talk and excuses! Wen Yu, give me back my son's life!"

Of course, Marquis Maxim can only wail now; he has no ability to do anything more.

Wen Xin's expression was calm and indifferent. "Do you think I still need to lie to you now? Taking your life is just a matter of a single word for me, isn't it?"

Marquis Maxim's face froze in resentment, unable to refute.

Indeed, if she hadn't spoken up, the Grand Duke would have already killed him.

Marquis Maxim gritted his teeth, "Who killed my son?"

Wen Xin: "Wen Yu".

"Isn't that you?"

“I told you, I am not Wen Yu.”

"..."

Count Vic calmed his agitated father, then cautiously glanced at Wen Xin, and in a flash, he understood something.

"Could you be Saintess Wen Xin?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Count Vic was yelled at by his own father.

No wonder Earl Maxim didn't believe it!

Who is the Holy Maiden Wenxin?

She is the most outstanding successor saintess in the history of the Holy See of Light, and also the reincarnation of the Archangel of Light.

But look at this woman before you, practicing black magic, her body enveloped in the aura of their Grand Duke, clearly she and the Grand Duke...

Marquis Maxim had seen the Holy Maiden Wenxin several times; her entire being radiated a holy light, like an angel from the clouds.

Even though the vampires disliked the Church of Light, no one could deny that the saintess was a truly pure and kind person.

Is this demoness or a saint in front of us?

Then he would be a saint!

Earl Vic: "..." Father, can you please be quiet for a moment?

Don't you know that there is such a thing as "accident"?