During the days after Su Yan unexpectedly traveled to the Blood Moon era, various new inventions indeed brought great convenience to humanity.
However, this also directly led the Bart clan, who fed on human blood, to gradually realize that those humans hiding in different places were becoming increasingly difficult to capture.
The lord of Su Yan’s territory was none other than the famous Count of Thornflower, Kols of the Bart clan.
When Count Kols received this intact nutrient solution from his subordinates and learned about its critical principles, he instantly understood the implications.
Thus, just as the humans in the territory were still rejoicing over Su Yan’s existence, the vial of nutrient solution was locked in a specially crafted red velvet obsidian box by the Bart clan and sent overnight to the depths of the vampire territory.
“Ah… how could the nutrient solution have been discovered by the Bart clan?”
No wonder trouble was brewing.
When Lu Wei read this part of the plot, his mental state, which had just been relaxed to the extreme due to the satisfying plot, was almost immediately thrown back into tension by these few brief lines from the author.
The most crucial point was that the narrative specifically emphasized the nutrient solution was intact.
Lu Wei didn’t believe the author would waste words in such a tense atmosphere, so could they be hinting that it wasn’t simply confiscated?
If the nutrient solution wasn’t taken by force by the vampires, that would be even more terrifying.
Because this would only mean that there was a traitor among the humans, someone close to the Bart clan, who had exposed the existence of nutrient solution.
And once the nutrient solution reached the hands of the Bart clan’s tyrant, wouldn’t Su Yan, as its inventor, be in grave danger?
As Lu Wei became more anxious, the next scene in the book revealed a startling image: the box was respectfully presented to the white-haired and aged steward of the grand castle, Bazak.
[[“Since this is such a peculiar object, it is indeed worth presenting to His Majesty for direct judgment after his awakening on the next Blood Moon,” Bazak, the vampire steward of the royal palace, said in a slightly aged, hoarse, and calm tone.
Under the moonlight shining through the tall totem-carved floor-to-ceiling windows, his words carried an even sharper chill.
As Kols was led away from the hall in excitement, the vampire steward gazed once more at the box in his hands, feeling inexplicably that His Majesty might find it intriguing.
After all, during His last awakening, His Majesty seemed particularly interested in any anomalies among the humans, having ordered several secret investigations.
In fact, Bazak’s prideful nature made him dismiss the notion that this so-called crude “special food” could pose any threat to vampire rule. But, he still agreed to offer it to His Majesty.
The real reason for his concern was that several months ago, when His Majesty awoke, he had inexplicably suffered damage to His source blood, losing half of His power in the process.
As a result, His Majesty had been forced to fall into a prolonged slumber to recover.
Thus, as the Bart clan steward turned to walk deeper into the palace, he could not shake the growing unease within him, it felt as if a storm was looming on the horizon.
The source blood was the core of the vampires’ strength and origin.
How could His Majesty have inexplicably lost half of it?]]
Was this considered good news?
After all, the legendary tyrant was injured—severely so, from the looks of it.
Could this be the sliver of hope for Su Yan and humanity, a chance to escape from being annihilated by this tyrant’s own hands?
Outside the book, Lu Wei’s mood fluctuated between tentative relief and an inexplicable unease.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that things wouldn’t be so simple.
Especially when he recalled how Dreven D. Alpin Gural had slumbered for countless years in the icy coffin of the museum.
A terrifying thought suddenly crossed his mind—
Was the tyrant about to awaken in the castle’s depths truly the historical Bart clan tyrant?
Or was it the one who had once kissed Su Yan’s fingertip in the crystal ice coffin of the museum?
It sounded bizarre and convoluted, yet this intertwining of chaotic time and space was precisely what gave “Eternal Night Rose” its ineffable charm.
The previous tranquility and beauty of human life seemed poised to be utterly shattered by the appearance of this nutrient solution.
Everything was being pulled back to that ambiguous and strange museum night…
Lu Wei thought about it for a long time but came to no conclusion. He could only immerse himself further in the text.
As expected, the next scene brought about the critical turning point of this major update.
In the castle’s depths, Dreven D. Alpin Gural finally awakened from his slumber as the next Blood Moon arrived.
[[“Your Majesty, this is a human item presented by Count Kols. It seems to be called a ‘nutrient solution.’ However, it appears quite crude, and as for ‘nutritional value,’ that’s pure nonsense.”
Steward Bazak, who had practically watched the tyrant Dreven grow up, couldn’t help but ramble like a nagging elder during their private moments, despite usually maintaining an unreadable expression.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, a pale, slender hand with distinct joints emerged from behind the curtains and picked up the vial of nutrient solution, stroking it with motions almost akin to a lover’s caress.
“He is there.”
The sigh-like voice carried an emotion Bazak couldn’t comprehend.
“Your Majesty? With your current condition, how can you leave the castle—”
For once, Bazak looked at the disappearing figure in the blood moon sky with rare anxiety and loss of composure.
But even with half of his strength lost, Dreven’s absolute authority and power as a monarch remained something Bazak could not stop!]]
“He actually managed to locate Su Yan!”
When Lu Wei saw that the steward Bazak was unable to stop the person, he couldn’t help becoming anxious.
Though he couldn’t fathom how the Tyrant Dreven could deduce Su Yan’s existence from a single nutrient solution, he knew the dire consequences awaiting the unsuspecting human settlement if they were discovered by the Bart clan.
He could only hope for the best.
But no matter how Lu Wei pondered, he couldn’t imagine how humanity could avoid this impending catastrophe.
[[“The moon looks so strange tonight…”
While leading the team to gather nearby herbs for ointment, Su Yan subconsciously glanced at the full moon in the sky.
The round moon seemed veiled in a faint pinkish hue, resembling a Blood Moon.
“In weather like this, those vampires go completely insane. Maybe we should head back soon?”
One of the guards assigned to Su Yan by the settlement couldn’t help but remind him.
“Alright, let me grab this last plant, and we’ll leave.”
Su Yan counted the herbs and saw he was only one plant short.
However, as he approached the final cluster of vegetation, he suddenly heard a peculiar sound from within the bushes!
“Who’s there? What is it—come out!”
The guards immediately charged forward, weapons at the ready, prepared to neutralize the threat.
“Wait! It doesn’t seem like an enemy…”
But Su Yan caught a glimpse of something.
Pushing aside the bushes, he discovered a small, black, furry ball lying in the grass.
“There’s an injured creature here! It seems to have been bitten badly by wild animals.”
The black fur was matted with blood, and the little creature looked pitiful and close to death.
“Lord Prophet, what is this thing!?”
The guards were bewildered as they watched Su Yan carefully lift the fluffy ball out of the bushes, unsure of what to do.
“It looks like a small animal? Hmm…”
Su Yan looked down at the little black furball in his arms, resembling a small lump of coal.
To his surprise, the creature licked his fingertip the next moment!
Caught off guard by the gesture, Su Yan’s face grew slightly warm as it brought back memories of that strange incident.
Shaking his head, he tried to push away the peculiar feeling.]]
Seeing this, Lu Wei couldn’t help but form an eerie and audacious suspicion.
The author never wrote meaningless details.
So this black furball—could it be…?
Could it really be…?
The unfolding plot seemed to anticipate the storm brewing in readers’ minds.
[[After picking up the fluffy creature, Su Yan couldn’t help but suggest keeping it by his side.
After inspecting the perpetually sleepy mutated creature, Xiao only felt an instinctive aversion and wariness but found no signs of aggression.
Its aura was also exceedingly weak.
When Xiao noticed how much Su Yan seemed to like the creature, he reluctantly made an exception and allowed Su Yan to bring the unidentified little being back with him.
For some reason, despite Su Yan making a proper nest for the creature, it refused to sleep in it.
Instead, it preferred to sleep right in the middle of Su Yan’s bed, as if it was his natural right to do so, as if he was born to be the master of this place.
“This little thing sure is picky!?”
When Xiao learned about this, he couldn’t help but feel his veins bulging in frustration.
Su Yan’s room and bed were already the best accommodations in the settlement, yet this unknown creature had claimed them as its own.
“It’s fine.”
Su Yan didn’t mind. He even wondered if this could be some kind of mutated cat from the old interstellar era?
What’s more, every time Su Yan tried to move the fluffy ball aside and cradle it in his arms before sleeping, it didn’t resist or return to the center of the bed.
Instead, it would open its eyes briefly to confirm its surroundings, then curl up quietly in the crook of his arm and fall back asleep.
This peaceful routine continued until one full moon night, when Su Yan suddenly woke up feeling a weight pressing on his chest.
It was as if something heavy was pinning him down, making it hard to breathe.
Without his glasses, Su Yan could barely make out anything in the darkness. He could only subconsciously reach out and fumble around for the light switch.
“…!?”
But as he groped around, Su Yan realized something was off about what he was touching.
Under the moonlight, his eyes snapped open, and he stared at the scene before him in disbelief.
Because his hand was actually resting on a man’s face.
The other party lowered his eyes and watched all this almost as if tacitly, allowing the young man’s fingers to slide across his jaw line.
The long silver hair cascaded down to his ears, glimmering faintly in the moonlight.
D-Dreven D. Alpin Gural?!]]
When “Eternal Night Rose”‘s latest update reached this climactic moment, not only was Lu Wei stunned, but the entire interstellar community of readers erupted into chaos.
[What the—this, this guy is actually the tyrant Dreven!?!]
