I Became the Progenitor Vampire

"Duke, three Sunshine Hours ago, Melt Snow City was breached by the Fierce Half-Ratmen from Risier City, leading over one hundred thousand Corrupted Jackal Wolfmen.

All 20,000 people in the city who had not yet been relocated to Green City perished..."

"The road to the Blue Sea Province has been closed since February 1st, but it has not been cleared yet. The main reason is that the 20,000 troops we sent out were attacked by mutated Ancient Monsters en route..."

"Moreover, the followers of the Evil God in Green City have been increasing recently, and despite repeated suppression, we cannot stop the activities of the Evil God believers..."

"What’s even more severe is that the population in the city has now exceeded three million. Although we had food reserves in advance, this winter we need not worry too much.

However, if the power of the Ancient days does not abate, and our fields remain uncultivated, it will be an unprecedented disaster... our food can last at most one year."

Duke O’Kelly stood with his hands behind his back near the now-shut window, looking out over the snowy scape of Green City through the glass. From the highest ninth-floor loft of the City Lord’s manor, he could oversee a third of the city’s district.

The bishop of the God of Nobles was currently reporting the latest news with a worried expression.

From the news he relayed, one could sense that the situation was becoming increasingly dire, sliding towards indescribable decay.

After a long while, Duke O’Kelly’s somewhat hoarse voice finally spoke slowly.

"Has there been any news from the Nolan Capital?"

"No, it’s been three days. All our spellcasters have been unable to contact the Capital using magic.