Chapter 2080 - 555: Vivian's Most Useful Episode_5

What a pity that Padric's fool isn't here, otherwise he would surely be so disgusted by this fake smile that he'd vomit right on the spot with a loud "wow".

As for those Blood Servants from the Colin Duchy...

They obviously didn't see it, and even if they did, they'd pretend they hadn't.

After all, for them, Miss Vivian's mood is clearly more important than that Lord Bayele, who nobody knows where he is.

"Rest assured as you recuperate, the Divine will protect you."

She made a vague diagonal cross on her chest, while the little person in her heart was rolling around wildly, letting out a mischievous "kuku" laugh.

Praise more.

Didn't you have enough to eat? Louder!

Being surrounded and gazed at with awe by Mortals like ants felt even more exhilarating than drinking Minotaur Blood of the super A-level!

A barely noticeable indulgent smile hung on Vivian's lips as she soaked in the worship and adoration of the believers, occasionally waving and smiling.

In Hell, she was the undefeatable Little Overlord of Demon City, and people's submission to her was more out of fear of her fists.

Here, however, it was different—

People genuinely respected her from the bottom of their hearts, seeing her as a God!

She had no doubt, even if she asked these subjects to offer their blood immediately, they would unhesitatingly cut a wound on their hands.

Kuku...

Humans are just too interesting!

While Vivian was secretly enjoying herself and advising everyone not to get too excited, a woman around thirty pushed through the crowd, tearfully grabbing Vivian's slender pale hand.

"Thank you... thank you, Lord Vivian! Without your medicine, my child and I would have likely met with disaster..."

The woman's abdomen was greatly swollen, and her dusty face was streaked with tears, but she was much more spirited than when she was first rescued.

Vivian did not withdraw her hand but gently held onto the dirty hand, lightly patting the back of her hand as she spoke.

"You are all children of the Divine... as long as I can help you, everything is worth it."

Perfect score!

Looking into the tear-filled eyes, Vivian gave herself a mental score of one hundred and twenty for her heartwarming words!

Looking at the kind and motherly Miss Vivian, those young men who hadn't seen her other side blushed like ripe apples, eager to join the Saint Colin Hospital Knight Order to pledge their loyalty to this kind-hearted Princess!

It must be said, most of the Ryan people are quite simple, or they wouldn't have been deceived by the Nobles to become ingredients on the Ratmen's territory.

Whoever treats them well, they will reciprocate, this straightforward and simple kindness is indeed a precious treasure.

Vivian, with a proud smile on her lips, handed the grateful mother to the care of the Knight Order, instructing the Blood Servants from the Colin Duchy to take special care of these poor people, and to report to Lord Vivian if there is any need.

She has somewhat learned the essence from her elder brother, though her imitation is still clumsy, it somewhat resembles the real deal.

Moreover, this sense of achievement made Vivian feel incredibly indulgent... this was much more fun than bullying those Demon Second Generation weaker than herself!

She determined to grow the Saint Colin Hospital Knight Order larger and stronger, to dominate the entire Vortex Coast—oh no, the entire Aus Continent!

Only a fox spirit like Padric would be content with a small piece of cake, Vivian wanted to make it the biggest piece!

She wanted to achieve a level of success that would force her elder brother, who always looked at her like a fool, to look at her with surprised eyes!

Vivian waved to the surroundings with a smile, enjoying the glory bought with the Prince's doting and limitless pocket money.

At this moment, a white figure approached silently.

It was the Knight Captain of the Knight Order, a Blood Race girl with short silver hair, usually taciturn. She bowed slightly, leaned close to Vivian's ear, and reported in a low voice.

"Lord Vivian."

"Speak," Vivian said lazily without changing her holy smile.

"The patrolling sentries smelled rats. They are lurking in the northern forests of Cold Crow City, waiting for an opportunity to move, and their number is considerable. Judging from their deployment, I deduce they plan to act at night."

The regular knights in the Knight Order are undoubtedly Blood Servants, but the twenty Knight Captains who arrived with the larger group are all pure Blood Race.

And the Blood Race entrusted by Caesar Colin to "keep an eye on the children" certainly wasn't just anyone. They had to handle the Holy Sis Church Court, and also serve as the backbone of the "Colin Faction," confronting the suppression from the "Padric Faction."

At least, that's how it appeared to a certain frivolous Prince.

For instance, Lady Shenette here, hailing from the "noble" Qiboer Family of the Colin Duchy, is a Golden Level Swordsman tested through blood and fire on the front lines.

Serving as a Knight Captain might be beneath the talent of a Swordsman of this level, but considering the Chief of the Knight Order is set to become the next King of the Blood Race world, being a Golden Level Swordsman is quite an achievement.

Upon hearing her subordinate's report, Vivian's eyes narrowed instantly, a hint of bloodthirsty excitement flashing in her crimson eyes.

"Ratmen? Interesting."

The medals of the Saint Colin Hospital Knight Order just need a bit of blood for embellishment.

Although the rats from the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range are a bit filthy, using their blood to make do for now will suffice...