Both Lambert and Gerart exchanged glances.
At that point, they already figured the group of uninvited guests were the intruders Herod mentioned.
At first, Lambert and Gerart wanted to warn Max about the intruders in his territory and help him eliminate them.
To their surprise, not only was Max not around, but they also ended up meeting the intruders.
Wolfric was frustrated, for he did not see the target he wanted to see that night. Pointing the gun at Stevon, Wolfric demanded coldly, “I'm going to ask you one more time. Where is Max?”
Stevon looked extremely pale. Suddenly, he let out a strange cry and lunged for Wolfric.
However, Wolfric was faster.
Bang!
Wolfric pulled the trigger, and the bullet went straight into Stevon's head.
Although Stevon was Max's butler, his combat prowess was quite ordinary. In fact, he died right after the mithril bullet hit him.
The gunshot was exceptionally ear-splitting in the night.
Sounds of exclamations could be heard from the vampires outside while some rushed over to the office.
With a darkened expression, Wolfric ordered, “Send some people to guard the outside. The rest will work with me to take down the other two. Even if we cannot capture Max today, we need to get some information out of them.”
This time, the alliance's special operations unit was to find out the reason for the vampires' abnormal actions in the vampire-occupied territory.
The fact that the two vampires enter Max's office told Wolfric that they had important statuses.
Moreover, the way Lambert and Gerart acted so calmly showed that they were elites.
Hence, Wolfric decided to take the duo down and make them tell him what were the vampires up to these days.
The two vampire princes exchanged glances when they saw Wolfric bringing his men in to surround them.
Lambert then lit up a cigar and scoffed, “There's an old saying in Aploth that says one will search high and low only to find it when one least expects to. The saying is true. We never expected to see the intruders Patriarch Herod ordered us to capture appear before us.”
Gerart lifted the wineglass from the table and took a sip of the red liquid before saying slowly, “This is Prince Max's territory. He should be dealing with this group of fools on his own. Since Prince Max isn't home, we, as his friends, will have to do him a favor by helping him eliminate them.”
Lambert nodded in agreement. “Sure. I'll attack and you'll back me up.”
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