I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 400

Mabel and Beatrix's eyes lit up with joy when they heard that Jonathan was still interested in alchemy.

“I know Leahra wants you to become the king of the vampires, but three days have passed since then. How come we haven't heard from the vampires at all?” Mabel asked.

Jonathan found it strange as well, but he couldn't just walk up to the Dietrich family and tell them that he would become their king.

Of course, that was not what Jonathan felt concerned about at the moment. “It has been four days now. Why hasn't Wretched returned yet? Also, is Lesley still alive or what?”

“You don't have to worry about Wretched. I doubt anyone out there is capable of killing him. Even Leahra knows she can't kill him. That's why she sent him away using the Disc of Fate,” Mabel replied.

Jonathan nodded in agreement as Mabel made a great point.

“As for Lesley... Well, let's just hope he's all right,” Mabel added after a brief pause.

The look in Beatrix's eyes turned gloomy as well. Although she and Mabel weren't all that close with Lesley, they did respect his character and were both worried about his well-being.

Suddenly, the sound of tires on the road could be heard coming from outside. It was very faint, but Jonathan could hear it clearly.

There are a total of eighteen cars, all of which are fancy ones...

“They're finally here,” Jonathan said while exchanging glances with the others.

Sure enough, eighteen fancy cars soon pulled up outside Protector Condominium. There were Bentleys, Mercedes-Benzs, Porsches, Lexuses, and many more.

Seeing the cars all lined up on the road was quite a magnificent sight to behold.

Solorel then got out of the car and made his way toward the building, with Aurora and Walrion following closely behind.

Bane and three other vampire dukes, as well as the eight vampire marquises, had shown up as well.

The thirty-six vampire viscounts were also in attendance.

In other words, the ones that showed up were all executive-level vampires.

There were over eight hundred regular vampires with cultivation levels of Nascent Soul and below. Those vampires would usually work as security guards or manage companies.

That was probably the first time the condominium had this many.

All thirty-six vampire viscounts were dressed in black tuxedos, while Solorel and the other dukes wore black trench coats.

Aurora, too, had on a black tuxedo as they all followed Solorel's lead and marched into the main lobby of Protector Condominium.

Naturally, Jonathan couldn't just pretend he didn't see the huge group of vampires that had arrived. He had to show Solorel some respect, after all.

“I'll go welcome them,” Jonathan told Mabel and Beatrix before heading downstairs in a casual black shirt and a pair of black pants.

He was going to greet Solorel politely and have a brief exchange of pleasantries to find out why they had shown up like this.

However, Solorel went down on both knees before Jonathan could even say anything, and all the other vampires followed suit.

Jonathan, Mabel, and Beatrix were all frozen in shock when they saw that.

Realizing that the vampires were kneeling because of Jonathan, the two girls quickly stepped aside.

Every vampire present at the scene was an elite from the upper class.

“Greetings, Your Majesty! May your glory never diminish!” the vampires chanted loudly in unison.

Under normal circumstances, such a scene would only take place in movies and stage plays.

However, Jonathan did not find it to be out of place at all.

It was a rule for the vampires to present their king with a grand greeting when meeting him for the first time.

All Jonathan felt was the weight of a huge responsibility on his shoulders.

At the same time, he also felt a little giddy when he saw the new, immense power that he wielded.

To hold that much power was something many could only dream of.

Jonathan took a deep breath to keep himself alert as he stepped forward and grabbed Solorel by the shoulders. “What are you doing, Your Highness? Get up, all of you!” he said while acting all shocked.

Solorel slowly got to his feet, prompting the other vampires to do the same.

Aurora, Walrion, and a few other vampire marquises actually felt conflicted about the way things turned out. They were originally planning on getting their revenge on Jonathan, only to be caught completely off guard by the sudden turn of events.

None of them expected Jonathan to be their king when they met again.

Jonathan, too, found it rather surreal as he never thought he would someday become a king.

Although he was only the king of several hundred vampires, it didn't change the fact that he was a king.

Solorel then had all the other vampires wait there before asking Jonathan, “Shall we speak inside your

house, Your Majesty?”

Jonathan rubbed his nose awkwardly as he replied, “I am fine with talking inside the house, but why do you keep calling me 'Your Majesty'? I don't understand it at all!”

Of course, Jonathan knew exactly what was going on. He just didn't want to agree to be their king so easily.

Although this position would bring him a lot of great perks, Jonathan knew those vampires would not just submit to him willingly. If he didn't negotiate the terms beforehand, he could very well end up dead without even knowing how he died.

Beatrix and Mabel had approving looks in their eyes when they saw Jonathan's response.

After entering the living room of the condominium unit, Jonathan and Solorel sat down across from each other. Mabel and Beatrix served them coffee and quickly backed away to give them some space.

“I'm sure you are aware of our revered ancestor's arrangements, right, Your Majesty?” Solorel asked with a smile.

Jonathan decided to play dumb and asked, “What arrangement? I don't know what you're talking about.”

This sly b*stard! “Our revered ancestor wants you to be the king of us vampires, Your Majesty,” Solorel replied.

Jonathan pretended to be shocked as he exclaimed, “Huh? How is that possible? There's no way I'm

capable of such a task! This is ridiculous! Is this some sort of joke, Your Highness?”

Solorel maintained a serious expression as he stared Jonathan straight in the eye. Hmph... Go on, then. Keep up the pretense all you like.

Seeing as Solorel had a faint smile on his face, Jonathan decided to play it cool as well.

Solorel couldn't help but feel impressed with Jonathan's level of self-control. “What's wrong, Your Majesty? Are you not willing to be our king?” he asked.

“Of course! I'm an outsider, remember? I can't just accept this role and start ruling over you guys! That'd be suicidal!” Jonathan replied.

Oh, I see what's going on here... He wants a guarantee of safety! Well, I suppose I can understand his concerns. With that in mind, Solorel said, “Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will do everything within my power to protect you and your position as king. I have lots of followers who will obey me unconditionally. If you become our king, they will all become your trusted aides.”

Jonathan shot Solorel a glance as he didn't really trust the latter. After all, there was no telling if Solorel would someday betray him.

Solorel practically ruled over the vampires before I became king. There's no way he'd be pleased to have a nobody like me become king all of a sudden. He could really make my life difficult if he wanted to. If Solorel is only showing me respect because his revered ancestor made me king, then he might try to kill me once she's gone someday! It is extremely easy to assassinate someone in this day and age, especially for someone as powerful as Solorel. I wouldn't have to worry this much if I had Wretched by my side, but that's clearly not the case.

Solorel saw right through Jonathan's concerns and precautions. “I am old now, Your Majesty. I no longer have any desire for power. Besides, if I wanted to become king, I would have done so long ago. Now that our revered ancestor has left the earth, no one knows when she will return. It could be hundreds of years later, and it may even be never. If I wanted to become king, I could just tell our revered ancestor that you are unwilling to take up the role,” he said with a chuckle.

Jonathan stared Solorel in the eye and asked, “You have been in power for twenty years, though. Are you really willing to let go of it like this?”

“I see all of the vampires as my children. All I want is for them to survive the Great Tribulation,” Solorel replied.

Jonathan could see the sincerity in Solorel's eyes when he said that. As such, he chose to believe Solorel's words and said with a smile, “In that case, I have nothing further to say. Just let me know what I have to do and what I will receive if I accept this role, Your Highness.”

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Despite how confusing that sounded, Jonathan understood it completely.

To treat them and their businesses as my personal belongings means I will have to protect them from harm.

“That is all I ask. Would that be okay with you, Your Majesty?” Solorel continued with a sincere

expression.

Jonathan took a deep breath before replying, “All right, then. I agree to take up this role as your king.”

“Since you have agreed to this arrangement, then I shall take your word for it without a doubt,” Solorel said with a smile.

He then added after a brief pause, “Please come with me as we pay the Dietrich family a visit.”

Jonathan nodded. “Sure thing! Beatrix and Mabel are good friends of mine and my loyal assistants, so I will need them to come with me.”

Solorel flashed him a smile. “You are the king, so you may do as you wish, Your Majesty. I have no objections.”

Jonathan liked how quick Solorel was to accept his new role as king. While he wasn't sure if the rest of the vampires would be this easy to get along with, he was prepared to overcome any and all challenges that would come his way.