The Witcher: Son of the Planes.

The Kingdom of Niklai and the northern part of the city of Kemia were all fiefs of the Bruch tribe.

Deep in the fiefdom, in an underground castle, Prince Bruya of the Bruh clan sat alone on a chair, stroking his chin with his left hand, holding a glass of "fine wine" made from virgin blood in his right hand, drinking and thinking.

Although the Bruch tribe has the most powerful warriors among the vampire clan and has extraordinary combat power, and its comprehensive strength can definitely be ranked in the top three in the entire plane, the throne of the Speaker of the Dark Parliament has never been the turn of Prince Bruya.

Not only that, the power that Prince Bruya can directly mobilize is even inferior to that of those neutral clans.

There is nothing else, it's just that the ideas of the tribe members are too unique, so unique that the tribe is divided into three factions, just like the current vampire tribe, which is divided into the secret party, the devil party and the neutral party.

In terms of age, Bruya has lived for more than two thousand years and can be considered an old man, but the chaotic clan affairs forced him to stand in the forefront and he didn't even have the chance to rest in peace.

If it weren't for his age, his strength would have been surpassed by those little guys from other clans.

Since joining the secret party, Bruya has done many things "against his will", especially the establishment of the Six Commandments of the Vampire Clan, which has many "irrational" aspects. He can accept some concealment, but if even the hunting of blood food requires too many details, then life will be meaningless.

There was once a younger generation in the clan whom he had high hopes for, but he had to take action and drive him out because he violated the six commandments of the blood clan. Originally, after a period of time when the rumors died down, he would find an opportunity to absorb him into the clan.

But hundreds of years have passed and there is still no news. No one knows where the little guy went.

Are you still blaming me, an old man?

In terms of blood relationship, he should call me great-uncle. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. Can you really hold on to it?

Alas, that was only a few hundred years ago. If it were now, perhaps I would not be so cruel as to expel them. Now my clansmen are truly "free", and many of those who do not want to abide by the six commandments of the vampires have openly joined the Demon Party.

……

"Boss, yes, yes, this is the plane where I was born. Hmm, what a familiar smell. I'm really back. Haha." Beit confirmed with Colin while smelling something intoxicatedly.

"That's good. By the way, you have been in the wizarding world for quite some time. According to your understanding, what is the strength of the old senior in your clan?" Colin asked.

"The classification here is different from that in the wizarding world, but if we compare them, Prince Bruya should be at the demigod level, the Duke should be a third-level strongman, the Marquis and Earl should be second-level, and the Viscount and Baron should be first-level." Bait said after thinking about it.

"Then you should have a very high status. Why were you kicked out so suddenly?" Colin said with a smile.

"Hmph! It's all that old guy's fault. He's stubborn and only cares about face. Other clans also hunt mortals at will. Why don't other clans punish their own people? Only he is so upright? I think he is just old-fashioned." Speaking of Prince Bruya, Beit still looked gritting his teeth.

"An elder in the clan is like a treasure. You should respect him. Perhaps it is because of him that you have been able to grow up safely. As you said, your side is not peaceful either. Not to mention the hostility of the Church of Light, there are also undercurrents on the side of the Dark Council. Even your blood clan is divided into several parts. It's really chaotic."

"If he hadn't kicked me out, I would have been promoted to Duke over the past few hundred years. Boss, even though you were promoted quickly, I'm not bad either. I have the most potential in the clan."

"Okay, you are the best. Let's talk about where we should go next. Should we go directly to the Twilight Human Society, or go back to your tribe?"

"Boss, with your identity, even if you look similar to a Twilight person, it will be easy to be spotted if you go to our tribe. You and I are completely different and it is easy to tell us apart. It is better for us to go to the human world."

"It's okay for me, but the point is you. As a vampire, do you think it doesn't matter if you go to human society?"

"It should be okay if you are careful. Besides, don't we have you, the boss? Ordinary bishops are no match for you."

"Let's go. I'll listen to you." Colin pointed at Beit with his finger and said.

"I only remember the city's situation a few hundred years ago. I don't know what stage of development it has reached now, but it shouldn't be a big problem. Let's go, Boss."

……

St Paul's Cathedral, Camia.

"My Lord Bishop, recently several nobles in the city have accepted the First Embrace of the vampires and become their servants. What do you think?" said the subordinate Kamod, gesturing with his hands.

Hughes did not see Kamod's little movements, but he understood what he meant. He hoped that he could arrange forces to attack those noble families and deter other nobles in the city, so as to prevent them from getting too close to the vampires and being detrimental to the church.

"No need. Just let them be. The mortals' pursuit of immortality will never stop. You can never stop them. It's enough for them to obey the secular laws, or just obey them on the surface."

"Your Excellency the Bishop, if we don't take action, won't all the nobles in the city be won over?"

"Those who are bathed in God's grace will always have some perseverance. Believe in the greatness of the Lord, and believe even more in the piety of the Lamb of the Lord. The things you worry about will not happen."

"Then I'll take my leave first, Your Excellency the Bishop." Kamod said helplessly.

"Go ahead. Although we won't attack them, we still need to keep a close eye on the situation over there and report any problems at any time."

After leaving the bishop's room, Kamod had different ideas in his mind.

You are a bishop, you are high above everyone else, you don't lack any merits. We are different. We can only gain merits by defeating those guys in the Dark Council. How can we be promoted without merits?

Even if I obeyed and didn't care, would my brothers be able to endure it? Seeing such an obvious opportunity to make merit, would they not seize it and let it go?

Lord Hughes, you are really old. Perhaps you still have the strength to play a significant role in dealing with the Dark Council.

But when it comes to understanding people's hearts, they are far behind.

No, if you don't let me take care of it, then I will secretly take my brothers to do it once. I don't believe that if it is done, you can still not report it?

Even if you have some ideas, I can also shirk it by saying that the brothers have already started fighting, how can I just stand by and watch?

I can always find excuses, but the key point is that I’m not young anymore. If I don’t try again, I’ll lose the chance to advance.