Citizen Vampire 2: The Prince Returns.

Chapter 71: A New Challenge.

Vurachu flew in his hover thrown all the way to Moro's palace. He was still hoping they will tell him how to use the Lunar Balls.

"So for the first century, I'll go easy on them," Vurachu thought. "Lure them into a false sense of security. Then when they realise I'm not so bad, BAM, I'll go full dominater on them in the second century. After that I'll disappear for a malenia, and make them wonder if I ever existed to begin with, just to come back and kill them all."

After Vurachu was half way, Rondei passed him. "Good afternoon," Vurachu greeted. "It's morning," Rondei said. Then Rondei finished the sentence saying a word in his kingdom's language meaning duece. "Good kid, seems familiar," Vurachu said.

Within moments, Vurachu arrived at Moro's. He got off his hover thrown after he landed. "What do you want?" Bail asked. "Ah good sir," Vurachu explained. "I was wondering if you could help me with a bit of "Technical Support"." "Bail, do we have a visitor?" Moro asked. "Yes sir," Bail answered. "Bail, take his coat," Moro instructed. "I don't have a coat," Vurachu said. "He doesn't have a coat sir," Bail explained. "And I believe this is the man who assassinated our entire race." "Bail, don't take his coat," Moro said.

"You see I've recently required what you people refer to as "Lunar Balls", but I'm having trouble getting them to do what I want," Vurachu explained. "Did you try working the shaft?" Bail asked. "Classy," Vurachu stated. "Bail, what does he want?" Moro asked. "He's asking how to use the Lunar Balls," Bail answered. "Did you tell him to work the shaft?" Moro asked. "Yes king Moro," Bail answered. "Good work Bail," Moro said.

"I have the distinct impression, your going to be difficult," Vurachu said. "Well sir, if you're having trouble with our "Customer Support", you can call 1-800-Suck on a D***," Bail explained. "We don't even have phones," Moro said. "Okay this is getting ridiculous," Vurachu said. "What is that?" Vurachu blew up the side of the palace to find out who was inside.

"Oh god," Moro said. "Natural light." "Good lord, I was lead to believe your species survived on vegetables and water," Vurachu said. "How is he so fat?" "Oh hello, my name is Super Romulus Moro, and I'm the one who is not judging you on your appearance," Moro said. "Well my name is Vurachu, ruler of most of the known parts of Europe," Vurachu said. "I'm here to offer you a deal, you give me the information I require, and I'll let the sporting young man live."

"Please, Bail isn't afraid of you," Moro said. "He is the strongest of our race." "Oh really?" Vurachu asked. "Uh sir," Bail started. "Yeah, Bail's gonna destroy your sorry ass," Moro said. "They wouldn't be able to air it on the news because it would be so brutal." "Sir seriously," Bail continued. "Hush Bail, I'm speaking for you," Moro said. "Well then, if this is the only course of action available to me, I accept," Vurachu said. "I'll despatch of this mutt, and then I'm coming back for you hound." "Leave my brother out of this," Moro said.

"Sir, his strength is overwhelming," Bail explained. "I can also tell it's also a fraction of what he's capable of." "Bail, listen to me," Moro said. "You are WoodNick's number one son. A prodigy child. You have been trained in the ancient ways. I believe in you." "You mean that, King Moro?" Bail asked. "I do Bail," Moro answered. "Now show him the staggering spirit of WoodNick, and waste his smug ass." "Yes sir," Bail said. "Follow me." Then Bail and Vurachu left. "Fool, if I'd teach him in the new way, he might have stood a chance," Moro said.

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