Chapter Thirty: Longing

  The day the world collapsed, the whole world was plunged into unprecedented panic.

  A different kind of life form from humans was born.

  Transcending ordinary human power and time, countless people fell into madness.

  "Hahaha......" People were laughing crazily.

  "Waaaahhhh..." People were sobbing in sorrow.

  "Ahhh......" People wailed in despair.

  "This is what you wanted, right?" CC asked with his head tilted while standing on top of Wang's palace.

  "It's just the beginning." I looked down at the chaotic crowd outside with a condescending gaze, and smiled lightly, "Even if they've become vampires, they're nothing but a pack of wild dogs that don't know how to control their power."

  "But stray dogs die in the most miserable way."

  This is the imperial capital of Bretania, the palace where the Emperor with the Curly Hair resides.

  Unfortunately, most of the people here have been transformed into vampires. As for the Pompadour Emperor, VV, and some of the emperor's loyal followers, such as the Knights of the Round Table, they are all dead.

  Not a single exception, all beheaded by my own hands.

  By now, the remaining royalty of Britannia... probably only consists of those in Area 11: Schniezel, Cornelia, Euphemia, Nunnally, and Lelouch who will arrive here tomorrow.

  The imperial family has reached the brink of extinction, and the people in the palace, whether willing or resisting, have all been turned into vampires by my Geass, albeit only the lowest-ranking ones.

  Without undergoing a pure awakening, they were merely altered by the power of Geass. These vampires are weak and pitiful.

  Their power is roughly several times that of ordinary people, and their time is also several times longer...

  But machine guns can kill them, bullets can shoot them dead, and even if you use a cold weapon to chop off their heads, they will still die.

  Although having a body beyond human, it has not completely escaped the scope of humanity.

  There is still an insurmountable gap between what is called a monster.

  Clap Clap Clap...

  A crisp footstep sounded, and a man walked in with his head down.

  Along the long red carpet, walked up to me, knelt down on one knee, "Wang, everything is fully prepared, the troops have been assembled."

  The man's name is Dark, a noble of Brittany.

  But at the moment of transformation into a vampire, he crawled under my feet and offered his most loyal oath.

  For those aristocrats who are drunk with life and death, longevity and the so-called power to transcend humanity should be what they dream of.

  But so-called loyalty and all that is just nonsense anyway.

  I don't need loyalty, I don't need promises.

  Vampires have their own hierarchy, and those in lower positions cannot resist the dignity and orders of those in higher positions.

  Their souls, bodies, everything belongs to the one who gave them their first possession.

  However, what makes me feel very embarrassed is that, apart from being unable to witness Yvaine's injury, I can obey her commands unconditionally.

  The benefits of being a traverser are really obvious.

  That's what they call a golden touch.

  I glanced at Darc and chuckled lightly: "Tell them, if they want to get everything they want, they must be willing to give up their humanity. If they can't do that, then kill them."

  "Yes! Your Majesty." Dake said loudly and stood up to withdraw.

  Turning back to the throne, I smiled at CC and said: "How's that? Just like what they call a king."

  CC sneered, her eyes sharp as a knife, making me feel embarrassed.

  "Right, Lelouch will be coming tomorrow anyway." I involuntarily averted my gaze, trying to change the subject.

  "What do you plan to do."

  "I didn't even think about it and said: 'Of course, use Lelouch's GEASS to brainwash them, make them loyal, and then use my GEASS to transform them into vampires, creating the strongest army in the world.'"

  "Those below cannot defy the dignity of those above, this is what you said to me, right? If so, why do you still need Lelouch's power, I thought you had already abandoned him."

  "It's possible." I said calmly: "Vampires are independent individuals, although they can't resist the dignity of their superiors, but secretly there will always be some small thoughts and whatnot. They won't have the idea of harming me, but dragging their feet is still doable."

  I smiled coldly and said, "And I hate being held back the most."

  "So... Lelouch's Geass is very important to me, I've never thought of abandoning her or anything. Such a beautiful woman, if abandoned, would be heavenly punishment."

  "The last sentence is your true words, right?" CC's eyes narrowed slightly.

  I forced a smile and shifted my gaze around, "How could that be? You're just being paranoid, you must be overthinking it."

  "Wang Fei, you think I've lived for how many years?" CC looked at me with a hint of a smile.

  How many years you have lived has nothing to do with me.

  "Right, I remembered. " He suddenly stood up from the throne and hurriedly walked outside, "I still have things to do, you wait here for a moment."

  After finishing speaking, he vanished in the blink of an eye at the palace exit.

  Rushing along the corridor, the vampires all showed a look of panic and hastily knelt down on one knee to welcome their king.

  It's said that at some point in time, when I was still an otaku, I had a dream.

  I am the monarch of a vast kingdom, where all the officials and military officers are beautiful women, strong and regal sisters, charming wives, pure yuri, and haughty lolis...

  Not only a minister, but also a palace, every day before dawn... no, no, it's attending the early court.

  Almost accidentally said out loud the dreams in my heart.

  Probably nobody heard it anyway.

  I looked around and found no one listening, so I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  This used-to-be dream once made me YY endlessly, every day sitting in a beautiful spring and autumn big dream.

  Now, I am finally a king of a country...... So, should this dream be realized or not?

  In CC's case, she should be considered a strong and charming older sister... or rather, a gentle and affectionate wife. Speaking of which, it seems that there aren't many outstanding wives in this world; the pure yuri pair is probably Shari and Lelouch.

  Proud Loli... Ania should be considered a loli, unfortunately she is three noes, not proud.

  Otaku guys are indeed a bunch of evil dudes.

  The arrogant loli, I don't know if Yī Wén counts as one, but that should be the pseudo-loli of the millennium.

  As soon as I thought of Yī Wén, my chest started to ache unconsciously. That guy should still be waiting for me, with her personality, she must still be in Mǎ Fān Liáng, day after day, day after day...

  That guy can wait for a vague promise for fifteen years with Najib, if he didn't show up himself, he should still be waiting.

  I appeared at that time, gave her an eternal affirmation, but left her again.

  What do you look like now?

  At this moment, thoughts spread like a tide.