Chapter 428


    Upon spotting the darkened look on Jonathan’s countenance, Yeverie said, “We’ll definitely leave this


    ce, Your Majesty.”


    Slightly stunned, Jonathan nced at Yeverie. I can’t believe she’s worried I’d get discouraged.


    Smiling, he replied, “I believe it, too. However, I feel bad that you have to endure this suffering.”


    “It’s fine.” Yeverie blushed. “As long as I’m with you, I don’t feel like I’m suffering, Your Majesty.”


    Jonathan chuckled.


    Neither of them could figure out what the situation was in the snowfield.


    Jonathan wished he had a pair of wings so he could fly up high and study thend from above. It’s like


    my eyes are blindfolded. I keep trying to clear the fog in front of me away so I can see clearly, but I


    can’t.


    The snowstorm had ceased, leaving the snowfield in eerie silence.


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    Sometimes, people wished for their surroundings to be quieter. Nevertheless, living in an environment


    devoid of sound would really scare them and drive them mad.


    Therefore, neither Jonathan nor Yeverie could sleep.


    Most of the time, they would pretend to slumber but couldn’t resist opening their eyes eventually. There


    were also a few times, they even caught each other staring.


    They found those instances hrious and eventually opted not to sleep at all.


    “Let’s chat a little,” suggested Jonathan.


    “Sure.” Yeverie nodded.


    “Where are you from, Yeverie? I’ve never heard you mention your parents before.”


    She was taken aback slightly before answering, “My father is a foreigner while my mother is a local.


    However, both of them are vampires. I grew up in Eastsummer, but I never met them before.


    Apparently, they were killed during Eastern Invasion.”


    Her words surprised Jonathan because he didn’t expect her to be an orphan too.


    He couldn’t help but ask, “Do you hate us Chanaean?”


    “In the past, yes. Over time, I found myself incapable of holding on to that resentment. Back then, our


    people invaded anothernd, so it was their fault that they were killed. I despised the elders who


    encouraged the invasion, but they’re all dead now.”


    Jonathan chuckled. “I was worried you would detest me.”


    Hastily, Yeverie denied, “No, I don’t dislike you, Your Majesty.” Blushing, she resumed, “In fact, I


    respect you and like you too, Your Majesty.”


    The edges of his lips curved upward.


    “What about you, Your Majesty? I know you’re a Chanaean, but you’re so mysterious.”


    “I’m the same as you. I don’t know who my parents are. I was raised by my master, you see. It’s not


    until this year that I learned my background, though I wish I didn’t.”


    “Why?”


    Jonathan didn’t want to disclose his background. However, he did listen to Yeverie’s story, so he didn’t


    want to withhold his tale when it was his turn to tell it. Thus, he took in a deep breath and uttered, “It’s a


    long story. To make it short, I was a cursed child, and my father murdered my mother. He would’ve


    killed me too if he didn’t go by the belief that ending a son’s life would incur bad luck in the future.”


    “Oh, dear.” Yeverie paled slightly. “How can this be? Aren’t parents supposed to love their children?


    Isn’t there a saying in Chanaea that goes, ‘Even a vicious tiger won’t devour its cubs?’“


    Unwilling to speak of the matter any longer, Jonathan shifted his sight away. “Let’s talk about


    something else.”


    Yeverie didn’t continue the topic as she was aware he still hadn’t made peace with the matter.


    A brief silence ensued before Jonathan changed the subject because he didn’t want the atmosphere to


    turn awkward. “Oh, yeah. There’s one thing I’m curious about, Yeverie.”


    “What is it?” Yeverie blinked.


    “Since there’s a limited number of members in vampire society, how do you all n to protect the future


    of the bloodline?” inquired Jonathan. After all, there are less than four hundred vampires still alive. It’s


    impossible for them to keep intermarrying. If this continues, doesn’t that mean the vampire poption


    will keep shrinking?


    The question stumped her momentarily as she scratched her head. Then, she answered, “Our


    numbers have decreased over the years, especially after Eastern Invasion. We survived because we


    were young and didn’t participate in it. Vampires have a powerful life force. Hence, we can live for a


    very long time. However, our people keep dying during incidents like the invasion and maybe during the


    uing Great Tribtion. ording to our history, there were more than three hundred thousand of


    us during our golden age.”


    They’re on the verge of extinction! In that instant, Jonathan realized the reality and cruelty of


    evolutionism. It’s the survival of the fittest in an ironic way. Beings who seem powerful are often the


    ones facing annihtion. For example, tigers, leopards, pr bears, and even dinosaurs. They’re all


    mighty creatures, yet they face extinction, even more so for dinosaurs since they all died out very early


    on. In contrast, nktonic microorganisms have been thriving. Humans have survived not because


    they’re powerful but because they’re intelligent. That’s their strength. Still, humans die easily. Just a


    change in weather will be enough to kill them. Nothing in human history has stopped humans from


    causing more deaths. Vampires did the same with their past wars and invasions.


    Sighing slightly, he asked, “Did Leahra set any rules for marriages?”


    Yeverie replied, “She didn’t, but we vampires have our own beliefs. Most are too proud to wed a


    member of another race. Of course, some still intermarry. A few of the children born from this union are


    pure vampires, while others are pure humans. However, no half-vampire half-human has ever existed.


    Typically, only a pure vampire’s name will be recorded in vampire genealogy. Only then will they be


    able to enjoy the benefits and learn the cultivation techniques of their people.”


    It was then realization dawned upon Jonathan. I still don’t know much about everything in vampire


    society because I haven’t been spending much time in it. Well, I got kicked out almost immediately after


    I was crowned! Not only that, I’m forced to escape to this godforsaken ce. This is bullsh*t! This


    reminds me of the time when I watched a television program about my country’s history. I always


    thought those kings were a joke. Now that I think about it, I think I’m a joke, too. However, I’m not like


    them. I’ll definitely return there with allies to y Anakin and snatch back my rightful throne. The


    vampire society is my foundation. I won’t abandon it. Still, I’ve no idea what this ce is or when we’ll


    be able to escape it.


    Sighing, he didn’t want to think about the problem anymore. Whenever he did, he’d feel annoyed.


    Upon noticing his frown, Yeverie asked, “Do you think vampires will survive the Great Tribtion, Your


    Majesty? Will our species go extinct?”


    Jonathan was slightly astonished by her words and spoke. “There’s a powerful race in human history


    called the Yartranians. For a thousand years, they wandered around, their people scattered across the


    globe. Additionally, they suffered endless discrimination and persecution. During the second world war,


    they even faced genocide. Despite that, not only did they survive that ordeal, but they even built their


    own country. Do you know why?”


    “I know a few things about them. The Yartranians possess a strong belief. Belief can be such a


    terrifying thing as it grants faithful followers the unwavering courage to face authority, persecution, and


    death.”


    “That’s right. For example, we Chanaeans don’t have any beliefs. If I must point to one, the only


    candidate is money. They will do anything for it.”


    “Are you trying to say that vampires also need a belief, Your Majesty? That we should base our faith in


    Leahra?”


    “As long as even a single vampire possesses strong faith, the essence of this race will never fade


    away.” Jonathan paused before resuming, “However, there are too few vampires around. While I’ll do


    my best to lead you all through the Great Tribtion, I don’t know what’ll happen in the future. No one


    can stop the wheel of time. We can only ept fate and not go against it whether the oue is life or


    death.”


    Yeverie lowered her head gloomily. I have been a vampire since I was a child, so I possess the pride


    and belief of my race, but he doesn’t.


    “Say, Your Majesty.” Abruptly, she said, “I’ve always had this question in my mind.”


    “What question?” asked Jonathan.


    “I’ve watched many movies and listened to many ancient myths about vampires in the past. Many


    people seem to treat vampires as a symbol of evil. Are vampires good or bad?”


    “Well… I can’t answer that question. If you ask me whether I think you’re a good or bad person, I’d say


    you’re good. Vampires as a whole, on the other hand… Hmm, let me ask you this, then. Do you think


    Anakin is a good person? Vampires definitely did frightening things during the course of their


    development. However, when viewing these events from the perspective of a vampire, they may seem


    justified. Are you familiar with Chanaean history?”


    “I know a little.”


    “Do you know who Julius is?”


    “I do. He’s a famous tyrant in history.”


    Jonathan grinned. “History is like a maiden. Whoever likes it is free to sleep with it. Everyone can


    comment on history. As history is in the past, there’s no definitive conclusion that can be drawn from it.


    The only facts one could determine about history were the cause and effect,pletely untethered to


    the concept of good and evil. That is the truth. Hence, it’s wrong to judge a person bybeling them as


    only good or evil. For example, Julius. You call him a tyrant, but that’s not correct.”


    Sighing, he didn’t want to think about the problem anymore. Whenever he did, he’d feel annoyed.