Reincarnated with an Analysis system. - Chapter 89 Is He Really Going To Kill Them?

Vlad and Sato wandered in on the forever knights, swathed in red military-like attires and lined up in a double roll pattern.

The main room was especially large, with huge windows built into the walls and red banners shrouding them.

The leader of the forever knights, Commander Selvin, stood behind the three golden thrones in the room.

The one at the right was for Erza and she was already seated on it, the one in the middle, which was bigger, was for Vlad and the one at the right was meant for Christian.

Enough space was left in the middle, where Gudan, Puma, and Christin knelt with their hands tied and eyes blindfolded.

Sato made sure to examine the room first as he walked behind Vlad. They were headed toward the throne with everyone’s eyes fixated on them.

While he walked, Sato noticed Erza was glaring at him, although he wasn’t sure why, but the veins popping at the side of her head was a hint that she was pissed off about something.

“Slevin, thank you for your assistance.” Vlad spoke before taking a seat on the exquisite golden chair.

“My pleasure Sire,” Selvin responded with his head slightly bent and his hand resting on the left side of his chest.

Sato looked around, totally confused about why he was even there, he couldn’t think of a single reason why his presence would be needed.

“Sit, come on.” Vlad voiced out with his full focus on Sato as he dabbed the armrest of the other throne continuously.

Sato’s eyes swayed over to Erza who instantly huffed and looked the other way.

‘I feel like she’s mad at me.’ Sato thought to himself with a nervous smile before sitting down on the golden throne.

“Remove the blindfold,” Vlad uttered and immediately wore a profound expression on his face as he faced down his traitors.

Even with his eyes gone and closed up, he was still able to make a very intimidating expression.

The vampire men immediately did what Vlad ordered and removed the blindfolds from the traitor’s eyes before stepping away.

Christian slowly raised his head after having his blindfold removed, but the first thing he saw was enough to anger him so much that he jerked up to his feet.

“Father!” Christian yelled aggressively, staring at Sato who had no idea what was even going on at the moment. “What is this? That throne belongs to me? Why is that idiotic maniac sitting on my throne?!”.

‘Maniac?” Sato muttered, keeping a calm look on his face as he stared back at Christian.

“I believe I haven’t given you permission to speak.” Vlad asserted.

With a weird laugh, Christian slowly walked toward Vlad, “Father, I know you’re mad, and you have every right to be but…”.

“ON YOUR KNEES BOY!” Vlad suddenly shouted.

A full force of anti-gravity dropped on Christain’s position and instantly brought him to his knees.

Christain grunted in pain as he felt his body was being pushed to the ground with an overwhelming amount of force.

A few moments later, Christain was already flat on the ground, screaming in pain while his face

“Puma, Gudan, I’m sure you can read the room, you know exactly why you’re here.” Vlad uttered, ignoring his son’s scream and focusing on Gudan and Puma.

Puma slowly put up his head and looked at Vlad, he chuckled before uttering, “What happened to your eye?”.

“A certain someone took the initiative to make it stay dead, so power driven psychopaths like you wouldn’t be able to have it.” Vlad responded calmly.

Puma shifted his eyes to Sato before closing his eyes and looking at the ground, “If you are going to kill me, then I suggest you do it quickly, any punishment is better than seeing how pathetic you’ve become”.

“So you admit to treason against me?… When we became a council and built this city, we made an oath, did we not?” Vlad voiced out as he stood up from the throne and walked toward Puma.

He walked past his son and stopped when he got close enough to Puma, “If any of us were to do anything that disrupts the peace between our races, the other party is allowed to dish out the punishment.” Vald expressed, stretching out his right hand to the soldier beside him.

The soldier instantly pulled out his sword and bowed his head before handing it over to Vald, who also aimed the sword at Puma’s neck.

Gudan gave out a weak smile as he stared at the sword, “Come on Vlad darling, there’s no way you’d do this to us right? Death? That’s going too extreme!” He contested.

Sato’s eyes widened from the view as he watched Vlad ignore Gudan’s protest and raise the sword high.

‘Yoo! He’s actually going to kill them?!’ Sato got ready to stand up and prevent Vlad from going through with it.

<<That would be a stupid move to do Master, you should stay out of it, it is not your city nor land>>

Sato was already halfway up from the throne, he looked to the side to see Ava glaring down at her brother with so much hate written on her face.

He sat back down and continued to observe Vlad, ‘Killing them? That’s going a little bit over the top, couldn’t he just, I don’t know, banish them or something’.

<<Sigh, They are the same people that tried to kill the Duke and possibly half of the city as well, speaking logically master, killing them is the more fitted answer as banishment would risk them becoming an even bigger threat>>

‘I miss the days when you were not so braggy’ Sato sighed with his eyes still focused on Vlad.

<<Hmph!>>

“Before you kill me, there is something I want to know.” Puma uttered as he stared at the ground, completely unfazed by the situation.

“Make it your last words, what do you want to know?” Vlad asked.

“I was sure you killed me during our battle, so how am I still alive?” Puma raised the question.

“You see that boy seated on the throne there? He’s the guy you should be asking.” Vlad responded.

Puma looked to the side to see Sato darting back at him, “You’re telling me, he brought me back from the dead?” He gave out a weak chuckle, “I should have just stayed deceased”.

“Goodbye… Puma”.

Vlad sends the sword falling straight to the back of Puma’s neck and immediately slicing off his head like butter.

Puma’s body fell to the ground while his head rolled to Christin’s front with the eyes still open.