The System Awakens: Rise of the Champion-Chapter 96: The Noble Vampires - 2

"So what are you saying, Lyara? Are you going to go down yourself to deal with this human?" Countess Tiana Valthryne asked, resting her chin in her hand.

Countess Tiana Valthryne was the kind of person who loved to stay out of trouble as long as it didn’t concern her.

She definitely didn’t care that one of the younger generation of noble vampires, also the son of one of the five countesses, had been miserably defeated by a mere human.

However, she was interested to see where this was going.

"Fufu, she wouldn’t. That would be too humiliating for an ancient noble vampire to go down and deal with a mere human," Countess Kathryne Dracula smirked, looking at her fellow countess.

"Or are you going to prove me wrong and deal with that human yourself?"

"That human doesn’t even deserve to be burned alive by my hands," Countess Lyara Brenlith snorted, turning her face away, not wanting to keep looking at Countess Dracula’s pale face, which only annoyed her more and more.

"My son must have lost because of the system’s restriction on power ranking... Without the system’s intervention and with the faction’s force under him, he could make sure that insignificant human is drained of blood before taking his last breath."

"This woman has no brain. Does she not know that the system restricts the level of both opponents to match equally? If that human could beat her son even while he used all his vampire abilities, his bloodline abilities, and even his ancestral transformation, yet still lost, and more than anything, wasn’t even able to land a single worthwhile blow, what makes her think he could defeat him outside of system intervention?" Countess Amaya Kuroyami snorted to herself but didn’t say anything aloud.

If Lyara was going to let her son get killed, she wouldn’t stop her, knowing the idiot would do it regardless.

In her opinion, these fools should just get themselves killed doing their idiotic things.

It would save them a lot of headaches in the future.

Some noble vampires like Aeron Brenlith lived purely in self-indulgence and pleasure.

In Countess Kuroyami’s opinion, awakeners who put more importance on self-indulgence and pleasures were not fit for life in the tower.

Countess Amaya Kuroyami looked at the faces of the other countesses.

Among the five, except for Countess Brenlith, the others were more than deserving of the countess title.

Even though Countess Kuroyami didn’t respond to Countess Dracula’s statement, she still agreed with her in her own opinion.

Countess Lyara Brenlith was not suitable for the position. It should have been her older sister.

Unfortunately, her sister was too focused on the right thing, growing stronger and training, and left the less important job to Lyara.

While that may have been good for her, it was bad for the other countesses.

Lyara simply wasn’t capable enough.

Like her son, she let her feelings get in the way, didn’t care about training, and relied solely on the power of her noble vampire status.

She was wasting her potential, and her son was even worse.

His defeat by a mere human proved how the tides could change.

The weak could become strong, and the strong could easily become weak.

Consistency and effort were necessary to at least maintain one’s position, and if one wanted to promote themselves, they had to work harder.

There was no limit to how far one could go unless they set their own limits, and even limits could be broken.

It all depended on no one and nothing else but oneself.

After discussing matters regarding the faction of vampires in the upper tower realms, the countesses went their separate ways, returning to their own territories to give orders and instructions to their respective clans, branch clans, and the numerous plebeian vampires under their rule for the next course of action.

The noble vampires were the rulers of the vampire world.

They were pure-blooded vampires, either descendants of the vampire progenitor or noble vampires created by him.

Since the vampire king, the progenitor, was no more, those who took charge of ruling [Nightingale] after his demise were the countesses.

The reason why there were countesses and not counts was due to the racial rules that noble vampires followed.

Female noble vampires were stronger and possessed more potential compared to their male counterparts.

That was why the countesses always ruled the clans.

That didn’t mean male noble vampires had no potential, but compared to female noble vampires, they fell behind slightly.

However, there was a single male vampire who had more power and potential than all the female noble vampires combined.

None other than the vampire king, the progenitor of the vampire species.

But since he was no more, the entire rule of vampires fell into the hands of the five countesses.

Countess Amaya Kuroyami sighed as she watched her fellow countesses disappear from the spot.

Then, her entire figure became shrouded in darkness before vanishing in an instant, traveling as a cluster of darkness.

In mere seconds, the darkness reached a kilometer away from [Twilight Castle], stopping in front of a single vampire who seemed to be training.

The cluster of darkness began to take shape, revealing a pale-skinned woman with dark hair and dark eyes.

"Why don’t you take the countess title? I can’t stand my sister and the stupid things she does. She’s nothing but a pain," Countess Amaya Kuroyami said, looking at the vampire standing in the center of the scorched arena, holding a blazing spear.

The woman didn’t respond. She merely turned her head before instantly vanishing, reappearing before the countess, her spear striking down.

"Argh!"

The countess sensed the attack and immediately summoned dual swords from her system inventory, meeting the strike head-on.

As soon as their weapons clashed, intense shockwaves erupted, sweeping everything away.

Countess Kuroyami was pushed back several meters.

"Good job keeping yourself in peak condition. I see you’re not slacking in your training despite your responsibilities as a countess," the woman with the blazing spear said, her crimson hair floating unnaturally, sparks of flame falling from her hair and skin.

"You haven’t answered my question," Countess Kuroyami said, shaking her head as darkness surrounded her figure before she shot toward the crimson-haired woman, leaving behind a fog of darkness that instantly spread, forming a prison to slow her opponent down.

The countess appeared before her and struck.

"Nice," the crimson-haired woman exclaimed.

Suddenly, flames burst from her form, exploding outward.

Her blazing spear burned through the dark restraints, countering the incoming attack.

The impact released waves of darkness and fire in all directions, canceling each other out and sending both combatants flying back.

"To answer your question… It’s not worth it for me. I wanted to see how well she could do as a countess, and clearly, she didn’t do well. And her son? I never had any hopes for him to begin with," the crimson-haired vampire sighed as her decapitated arm regenerated within seconds.

"So will you take the title back?" Countess Amaya Kuroyami asked, the flaming hole in her chest healing instantly.

"Well... I want to give her another chance. Let’s see how her son deals with this human situation in the First Tower Realm," the crimson-haired woman replied as they entered an enclosed area.

Inside, a giant pond lay before them, with hot water boiling over its surface.

"I see you still have ears and eyes everywhere?" Countess Amaya Kuroyami asked as she removed her torn dress, revealing her pale, flawless figure.

Her skin seemed to glow under the red and blue moonlight, and her huge bosoms made her a truly captivating sight.

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"Of course. I may be in seclusion, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about what happens. It’s just that I would rather train than get involved in Tower-related problems," the crimson-haired woman responded.

She, too, undressed, her beauty rivaling that of Countess Kuroyami.

Her long, dense crimson hair only enhanced her irresistible charm, and her bosom was just as generous, if not more so, than the Countess’s.

They both entered the hot pond, letting the warmth soak into their naked bodies as their curves floated gently in the water.

"If I said I wanted to take back the Countess title, she would probably throw a tantrum and resist," the crimson-haired woman, Victoria Brenlith, remarked.

She was the rightful heir to the Countess title but had relinquished it to her sister, preferring to focus on growing stronger.

"She can’t do anything more than that. You are the strongest vampire here. What good would resisting do?" Countess Kuroyami smirked.

"Strongest? That’s debatable, especially with you here," Victoria smiled, shaking her head.

"If it came down to a fight between us, both going all out with our perfected ancestral transformations, do you really think you could beat me?" Countess Kuroyami asked, raising an eyebrow.

"We won’t know until we try, will we? But we can’t, because it would cause too many problems," Victoria shrugged.

Countess Kuroyami observed her for a few moments before speaking again. "...Do you really think what we’re doing will work? We’ve created too many plebeian vampires, and we haven’t stopped."

"What else can we do other than create plebeian vampires and hope something happens?" Victoria asked.

"We, the noble vampires, are losing our ability to procreate. Fewer and fewer noble vampires are being born, and it takes thousands of years to have even a single child. Nowadays, even that is becoming a struggle."

"If this continues, there won’t be a vampire race anymore. As Counts, descendants of the Progenitor’s creations, we have a duty to ensure our species’ survival. And right now… we have nothing."

"But why humans? Why plebeian vampires? What good does creating low-ranked plebeian vampires do? A plebeian vampire cannot procreate or turn a human into a vampire," Countess Kuroyami asked with a frustrated expression.

"I don’t know… In the end, it all comes down to chances. Who knows? A plebeian vampire could evolve into a future Vampire King," Victoria suggested.

"If even noble vampires can’t evolve, how do you expect a plebeian vampire to?"

"Humans may be weak, but they are certainly an interesting species. Without our Progenitor, the vampire race is facing extinction. And yet, humans, who also don’t have a Progenitor, are thriving, procreating as much as they want, even accidentally siring children."

"Maybe turning a human into a vampire could trigger some kind of mutation that solves our problem. It could be one in a thousand, one in a billion, or even one in a trillion, but there’s a possibility, isn’t there?" Victoria explained.

"A new-generation Progenitor?" Countess Kuroyami sighed.

"If only a noble vampire could evolve into a Progenitor, we could become the strongest race in the Tower. But as the universe wills it, Progenitors are beings that evolve in response to the will of the universe itself."

"We just have to hope the universe will finally allow a vampire, be it a plebeian or a noble, to evolve into a Progenitor…" Victoria sighed as she leaned back, watching the three moons glowing ethereally in the sky.

She let the boiling warmth of the water embrace her bare figure, lost in thought.