"The Night World Council is located in the ninth layer of the sinking zone north of the Old Port. Only reporters with the True Blood Seal can pass through."
Ethan stood in the night wind, staring at the silent water in front of him.
Su Yue was still trembling slightly. The awakening burned her bones and blood like a flame, and the aftermath has not yet dissipated.
"Are you sure they will accept me?" she asked in a low voice.
"No." Ethan did not mean to comfort her at all, "but you have no choice."
He raised his hand, cut his fingertips, and blood dripped into the black water.
Boom——
The water surface suddenly collapsed, revealing an underground spiral staircase shrouded in thick fog.
The door of the Night World Council opened.
---
The first moment she entered that space, Su Yue felt countless cold eyes focused on her.
It was as if the prey walked into the lair of the beast.
The parliament was in a circular shape, with seven obsidian thrones on the top and a blood-embellished judgment platform in the middle.
"She is Vera's daughter?" An old vampire's voice sounded, full of disdain, "The traitor who brought disaster to the Night Realm."
"She does have the original blood flowing in her body." Another black-haired woman said lightly, "but her identity needs to be verified."
"I am not your plaything." Su Yue said coldly.
"You are not qualified to speak." An invisible force suddenly pressed down.
Just when she could hardly breathe, Ethan took a step forward and knelt on one knee.
"She has awakened the 'Fallen Seal' and is blessed by the Night Blood. I am willing to guarantee her pure blood."
He said word by word, with the power of the oath of blood in his tone.
The congressman was slightly agitated.
"Are you willing to give her your heart veins?"
Ethan did not hesitate, pulled out the short blade from his chest and stabbed it into his heart fiercely.
Blood instantly soaked through the collar.
Su Yue was shocked: "Are you crazy?!"
"This is the vampire's oath ceremony." A crisp but cold voice sounded.
Su Yue turned around and saw a woman in a dark purple dress walking slowly. She was tall, with delicate features like sculptures, and red eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
"I am Lilith Mian Ye, the third seat of the Night Realm Council." She looked at Su Yue with a complicated look, "and also your mother's closest comrade-in-arms."
Su Yue was shocked.
"My mother...what did she do?"
"She betrayed the council and released the 'Cursed Gate', which caused the 100-year truce signed between the Night Clan and the Wolf Clan to break down, and caused the blood moon to reappear."
Lilith walked down the steps and gently stroked her hair:
"But she is not a traitor, she escaped for you."
"For me?"
"You are the son of the Fallen. The day you were born, the prophecy crystals of the entire Night Realm were shattered."
"She... wanted to protect you from being used by the council."
Su Yue felt as if thousands of memories were echoing in her mind. She vaguely remembered that one night, her mother hurriedly took her away from a palace in flames, and there were waves of pursuers behind her...
"What should I do now?" she murmured.
Lilith approached, her red lips close to her ear, and whispered:
"Live. Accept your bloodline and take back the throne you deserve."
Su Yue looked up and looked at her.
At that moment, she felt a strange but hot power rising quietly from the depths of her heart.
---
The parliament did not punish her in the end, but it did not really accept her either.
She was arranged to stay temporarily in the "Night Shadow Pavilion".
Late at night, Ethan's injuries had stabilized. Su Yue stood by the window, looking at the blood crows cruising below, and asked softly:
"Is it worth it for you to do all this for me?"
"I promised someone to protect you."
"Who is it?"
He was silent for a moment and looked at the starry sky:
"Your mother."
Su Yue's eyes stagnated, and complex emotions surged in her heart.
She knew that Ethan had hidden too many things. But she also knew that she was no longer the ordinary college student she used to be.
She was a fallen descendant, the heir of the blood of the contract.
Every step in the future is a gamble where the blade and fate intersect.
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At the same time, in the deep forest of another continent.
A wolf priest in a gray robe was offering sacrifices to the full moon, and a drop of bright red blood was floating beside him, suspended motionlessly.
"The blood contract is open, and the fallen have awakened."
"We must - put an end to her immediately."
A dark shadow appeared behind him and whispered:
"I have already planted the chess pieces inside the night world."