The witch thought I am a Demon God

Midway through the banquet, a lady of distinction, accompanied by a boy of approximately ten dressed in a dark black suit, approached Ivita. Both were filled with fear and unease, seemingly terrified of Ivita.

New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel※fire.net

Vampire Wilson said in a low voice to Ivita, "Lord, that is the original designated heir of Earl Yisen Hanjian. They are distant relatives of the original Earl Yisen Hanjian — from a humble family of modest merchants, the Ekson Family, because the original Earl Yisen Hanjian had no descendants, so they chose the eldest from his grandfather’s brother’s great-grandchildren as the heir."

"Even if you kill him, according to the laws of succession of the Holy Empire, he still has around five hundred other heirs. In short, it’s quite troublesome."

"I didn’t know what to do with them, the mother and son, so I spared them."

Ivita frowned at him. "Such a minor matter, you should deal with it yourself."

"You actually brought this mother and son to this kind of gathering, you should know, I must reveal some sort of kindness to the original nobility so they will completely give up resistance. Killing this mother and son now is not a beneficial act for me. It’s just gratuitous bloodshed, you should have let them die amidst the warfare, then nobody can lay blame."

"Wilson, don’t create pointless moral dilemmas for me out of thin air."

Wilson, who had already become a thrice created vampire, immediately bowed his head to Ivita in sincere apology. "It was my inconsideration. Lord Ivita."

Ivita nodded, and that was the end of the matter.