Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!

Chapter 450 The plan begins

Matthew didn't just talk for the sake of talking; his manner of speaking touched on key points in the life of the man in front of him. They were points important enough to get to his weakest part.

His age, the weather, the strength of his enemies, and even his own stagnation. They were all points that attacked what in the nights told him that, perhaps, the opportunity for revenge would never come.

A vampire has a limited lifespan, after all. Though they live ten or more times as long as humans, they will eventually die, and though it takes a long time to come, it certainly will.

Although Jack Allen was surprised by this guy's identity, he didn't give it much thought until he realized what Matthew was doing. Thus, it only remained to see the guy's reaction to the two of them.

He stared at them for several minutes without uttering a sound. His silence revealed his deep thoughts, considerations, and machinations.

Revenge was the last thing keeping him alive. He lost his family back then when the current bastard Leaders took away what belonged to him. The City of Clans, although it was said to have a vote for election of Leaders, that was a lie. Until the past generation, it was always being passed down from generation to generation.

There was a family that once ruled this city for thousands of years. It was the same family that the man standing there belonged to. He was the last ruler of this city, who belonged to that family.

Unfortunately, he was also the last descendant, so his thoughts harbored a wide repertoire of ideas and considerations.

After 15 minutes of thinking, he sighed. "Let me see how you will do it first. I will consider helping you if I see that your initial plan succeeds. I want to see what you will do with those corpses. They have a high value out there, " he replied.

A smile emerged on Matthew's face. A slightly sly smile, one that didn't show very well because of the darkness of the place.

"They'll call you, and I'll call you the moment I see them do it. You can go and consider things further." After saying this, Matthew sat down again.

"Lord, business these days is going very well. Although Clan City is the quietest city in the world, at night, many of the sons of these nobles come and enjoy themselves. The nightclub is doing well, and even the companies that create weapons are selling well. I didn't think it would be so profitable here." Said one of the men present as he looked at the man standing beside him.

This one was drinking good quality wine and smiled. "I had to do a lot of research before investing here; besides, thanks to the Organization, we were able to set up perfectly, so the money will naturally come. How are those sons of nobles behaving? Are they troublemakers?"

"Some are troublesome, Lord. But most are obedient. Although those of the Main Clans and Academics are troublesome and tend to clash, they still manage to solve their problems without resorting too much to violence; for now, we can control them."

The man drinking wine nodded. "That's natural; those guys are troublemakers, but they've been educated by people of high standing. Still, you should remember that two academic clans are supporting us and two main clans." He said, leaned close to his ear, and told him the names of the clans before speaking again. "Be sure to treat them well."

The man nodded quickly. "Of course, sir. I will do as per your orders." He replied quickly, and the wine one smiled.

"Is the sale of that substance going well?" he asked quietly and received a nod from the other man.

"All good, lord. We are testing it on the youngsters, and it sells well, especially to the nobles." He replied quickly, bringing a smile to the wine man.

He then planned to take some from the glass but saw a reflection cross the windows before him. That made him turn sharply.

At that moment, a strange dagger flew towards both of them and stabbed into their necks and heads, preventing them from being able to say anything. "The conversation was interesting, but I have things to do. Die for my plan.

I will profit from your deaths." As they both listened to these words, which would be the last thing they would hear, Matthew and Jack left there and did similar things elsewhere in the city.

Matthew always does different things to make it look like the fight happened days before and even goes so far as to kill people who have nothing to do with it, solely because they could make the plan fail.