The tall man with sharp features and red irises slowly sipped the still warm blood from his wine glass.
He leisurely slumped his legs onto the table as he observed the red moonlight seeping through the window.
'Bam!'
He gently tilted his head as the door burst open.
"S-Sir Vlad! We have caught them! Those underground rats I mean."
His direct subordinate spoke hurriedly.
The man, Vlad, looked at the bright-red drink in his glass and allowed it to spin around.
It left a bloody trace on the glass.
Vlad was laid back as he took another sip.
After enjoying the taste, he looked to the man who stood anxiously by the door.
"Solem, there's no need to be in a hurry, the night has only just began."
He spoke in an unhurried manner.
Calmly, he lowered his legs and placed the wine glass onto the table.
"Where are they?"
He asked and looked outside the window.
His blood red eyes shone even brighter as they reflected the moon.
His subordinate, Solem, who was also a Harvest Priest, spoke.
"They are staying in the empty warehouses, sir. We have already checked the authenticity of the information."
Salem swallowed before continuing.
"A witness has also confirmed that they have been staying there for a while."
Vlad slowly nodded and looked to his right.
There, a crimson tiara sat.
It was elegant and mesmerizing to look at.
After Shake and his partner escaped during the surprise attack, they decided to take them seriously.
Vlad put on a thick, yet stylish black glove and slowly picked up the tiara.
"Very well, let us move."
He spoke before standing up.
Vlad observed his reflection in the glass, he stood at a height of 180 centimeters.
He patted his suit and corrected any wrinkles.
Soon enough, his body turned illusory under the moonlight.
After a set of Flash Teleportations, Vlad appeared before his building.
Vlad owned one of the largest illegal casinos in the Feynapotter city.
Seeing his men gathered together, he smirked.
In total, there were two Sequences 9s, five Sequences 8s, one Sequence 7 and then himself, a Sequence 5.
He didn't bother to spare the men another look.
He moved by the side, not walking directly next to the group.
'The trap is quite obvious, but they couldn't have anticipated our own preparations.'
Vlad glanced at the tiara and, with great care, hid it inside his clothes.
He then took a bottle with pitch black potion and drank it.
Immediately, he became one with the shadow.
His statue soon disappeared and blended into the darkness.
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Dager continuously side-stepped to suppress his boredom.
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