Chapter 1: Midnight Message

" I demand the release of Lord Roderyll from confinement by zahur at the bay of Warren Hills. Bring only one of your surbordinates to accompany him. Failure to comply with these conditions imposed will only bring about your own downfall... "

" That is the end of the message. Would you like to hear it again, my Lady? "

She held up her hand.

"No. Once is enough, " Lady Lia told the messenger. " Leave the recorded threat message here and summon for Lechary Ameryl. "

He bowed and answered, " At once, my Lady. "

With that, the messager retreated from the office to carry out the woman's wish.

Once the door was closed, Lady Lia took down her glasses and massaged the bridge of her nose.

Just who is this person...?

The release of Lord Roderyll...

Could be disastrous...!
The common folk would be in danger...

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

" Your ladyship? " a soft and muffled voice could be heard from behind the door.

Immediately, the old woman snapped out of her reverie and hastily put her glasses back on.

" Yes, do enter, Lechary. "

The doorknob turned and a tall, willowy girl with bluish-grey eyes and shoulder-length golden brown hair of age nineteen, came in.

" You sent for me, didn't you, my Lady? "

The girl bowed politely.

" There is simply no need for formality, Lechary, for we are alone. "

A tinge of pink lightly coloured Lechary's cheeks.

" I'm sorry, " she said awkwardly. " It's just an instantaneous reflex which I'm very used to. "

Lady Lia smiled.

" Ah, a habit, I see. "

Lecchary nodded.
" You saved my life and I own it to you, Lechary. "

" In return, you took me under your wing so it's even now, my lady. "

The old woman motioned for her to take a seat across the table from her.

" Lechary, I want you to listen to this. "

Lady Lia took a remote control from he deskand pressed a button. Soon, the unknown voice rang out throughout the room once again.

" I demand the release of Lord Roderyll from confinement by zahur at the bay of Warren Hills. Bring only one of your surbordinates to accompany him. Failure to comply with these conditions imposed will only bring about your own downfall... "

She pressed another button and placed the remote control down on the table.

" We tried to trace the source of the threat but it was futile. It's unknown and that is what's bothering me. Even our high-tech machines which is 'trace-sensitive' were unableto detect anything. "

" Zahur... " Lechary began. " Isn't that the Necromancer's language? "

Lady Lia's eyes narrowed.

" What of it? You mean, magicks is involved? "

The nineteen-year-old nodded.

" Zahur, in Necromancy, means midnight. This means that a Necromancer is behind this. "

The old woman frowned.

" He wants Lord Roderyll at the bay of Warren Hills by midnight. I wonder what a person skilled in magicks will want to do with a mere vampire? "

" My Lady, you're forgetting something. Lord Roderyll is an Eden Necromancer before he was bitten. It's a valuable source of information to acquire for such a skill is very rare amongst Necromancers, " Lechary explained.

" Eden? " Lady Lia echoed.

" A shape-shifter. "

The woman nodded.

" The only people in the 'Hunters' Association who know of such an existing and limited race of beings are you, my Lady, Glenn Dawson and myself, " Lechary continued.

" Yes, if this were to leak out, I'm afraid there will be disastrous consequences, consequences that I rather not think about. "

" I do hope so. So far, the Necromancers are keeping their profiles low after the war and that is a good

sign, " the girl replied.

" But if someone were to rise up again and call on the Necromancers like the last time... " Lady Lia trailed off.

A dark look crossed over Lechary's face.

" No, I will never let that happen again. "

The woman nodded, a strained look on her face.

" Lechary, I'm very, very worried about this threat. If it really were a Necromancer behind all this, we're going to dealing with a very powerful foe here. Our machines are only designed to trace human interferences but not as something as inhuman as this. However, if Lord Roderyll were to be released from confinement, it will be very dangerous. "

" We have to, Lady Lia! This is very serious and your safety is what matters. If you, my Lady, were hurt, then the whole 'Hunters' Association will fall and chaos will ensue, " Lechary told her.

Lady LIa sighed wearily.

" My safety here does not matter, Lechary. "

" Then, we'll fight fire with fire, my Lady! " the girl spoke up determinedly.

The woman smiled fondly at the girl.

" Quite the determined one, aren't you, my child? "

Lechary grinned at her.

" Then, it'll be a great risk that I'm willing to take... "