I Become Baby Mafia Boss

Because of his total age of more than a thousand year, Wilhelm also had his own unique wisdom despite his childish look.

[Do you think the current blood clan really doesn't want to wage war?]

Wilhelm snorted and casually dangled his short legs in the air, acting as if the couch was his own couch and Jake's office was his bedroom.

He could even control his body to make it look like his body sat down very well on the couch, not getting through things like ghosts.

This is simply a skill that the other two spirits didn't master very well, and they also didn't bother to master it.

Only a weirdo like Wilhelm insisted on 'using' human things and even pretended to be a normal boy, not a spirit at all.

Still, judging from his spiritual body that was full of color from head to tie...

The Godfather, who only has two bright colors on his spiritual body, such as his hair and eyes, suddenly looked much weaker.

After all, the Godfather's soul was constantly drained of power in the past a hundred years, and for him to maintain that state was already super good.

On the other hand, Wilhelm, as someone from the blood clan, a pure-blood one on top of that...

His soul was carefully maintained by his people, who had been living for a long time up to now.

Wilhelm casually asked Joan with a lazy tone, but Joan, who heard his question, was a bit stunned.

She even forgot about Jake, who was still under control and was actually trying hard to signal her with his blinking frequency about his condition.

[That...the blood clan...should want to avoid war?] Joan answered with uncertainty, and Wilhelm immediately chuckled in response.

[Lil Joan, you are still too naive.] Wilhelm hugged his doll that was in the same state as his spiritual body and shook his head lightly.

[We, the blood clan, never despise war. After all, we love blood, and war is a place with the most blood in this world.]

The only reason why they hid from other people and didn't want to fight was obviously that they were concerned about their future descendants.

At that time, the pure-blooded vampires didn't fight the war alone because they had to protect those with impure blood that couldn't be revived.

In that war, they lost a lot of family members who couldn't be revived, which was why the pure-blooded ones finally decided to run away with the remaining mixed-blood descendants.

But now, they already had their own kingdom, and although they were still 'hiding', the blood clan wasn't afraid of fighting the celestials once more.

[In fact, I think the other elders will want to fight the celestials once more, marking the beginning of our race's grand comeback to the surface.]

The boy had a soft smile on his face, but his eyes were frighteningly cold, just like a puppet with no emotions.

When he mentioned the war against the celestials, Wilhelm quietly showed his cold side.

[There is no problem with living in the dark like this because, essentially, we are dark creatures. But returning to the surface concerns our pride.]

The blood clan was a prideful race. Arrogant and powerful.

For them to be forced to hide underground for a thousand years...

They didn't want to swallow this grievance.

[In the past a thousand years, the blood clan had been sharpening their claws and fangs, waiting for the day to return to the surface.]

For this, he also knew that the elders intended to use a little cub's prestige to boost their morale.

This little cub was someone who had just joined their family rank, but she was indeed a promising seedling.

With her as the catalyst, the blood clan, who cherished cubs a lot, would have double or triple the power when fighting those 'birds'.

[So, we don't need to stop these celestials. All we need to do is to inform the elders and prepare a surprise attack when these birds are still in the dark.]

Wilhelm finally had an innocent smile when he said this, but the scene only gave a chill down Joan and the other two spirits' spines.

The celestials expected to catch the blood clan off guard, but what if they were the ones caught off guard instead?

[Anyway, our clan can also ask for other races' help. In this kind of peaceful era, the celestials dare to attack other races...]

Wilhelm didn't finish his words, but Joan could faintly understand what he meant.

​ The other races had long put aside the grudges between the light camp and the dark camp.

Ever since the World Union was established almost 500 years ago, the races in this world, big or small, have stopped fighting and slowly created this peaceful era.

The peaceful era lasted for 500 years. There hadn't been any war between several races— no matter whether it was a big race or a small race.

But now, the celestials wanted to break this peace first, and the other races would definitely hate the celestials.

[Let the elders contact the beastmen and the Merrill first. At least, they're the closest to our side.]

The merfolk had long silently joined the dark camp ever since humans treated them as dangerous sea beasts and repeatedly restricted their vast sea territory.

Other light camps also silently accepted the humans' request, and because of this, the merfolk silently defected to the dark camp.

After all, although humans should be neutral in general, most of them regarded the dark camp as something scary and sinful.

Only criminals and other lunatics joined the dark camp!

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