My Vampire System novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617 You started the war!

The whole time during the meeting, from the start, Hector was looking towards Blip. He had glanced at the others there, but it didn’t pass his mind that maybe Blip was no longer the leader, especially since the Crow’s were disbanded.

But he thought if a new leader was to take over that he would have recognised them immediately. Hector was the one who would often communicate with the other medium-sized factions, so he recognised Dennis, which was a surprise. He knew of Linda, but the rest he had no clue. He simply thought they were just other notable members.

Now Owen was talking to what looked like one of the youngest people there.

’How is this child the leader? More importantly, how does Owen even know him?’ Hector thought.

"You remember me?" Quinn replied, their meeting was brief, and usually those in high-ranking positions didn’t even bother to remember mere students’ faces.

"Of course I do." Owen chuckled again. "You made quite the impression at the inter base tournament and for more reasons than one. Are you the reason the Crow’s could take on the Sunshields and survive, or did you get outside help?"

The presence Owen was giving off was a calm one. He spoke so smoothly that it made the others feel a bit cold. Right now, they were sitting directly opposite one of the strongest people in the world. One wrong word, make this person upset, and they could be zapped to death in a second.

The Graylashes knew this, most people would find it hard to even speak to a leader, and that’s why they always bought someone to speak on their behalf, this time it being Hector.

Blip was glad that he wasn’t the one in the hot seat at the moment and impressed Quinn wasn’t breaking down right now like he would have been.

While everyone else wanted to get this over and done with and run away, Quinn was thinking of a number of things he wanted to ask, now he finally was sitting in front of one of the big three.

"Outside help?" Quinn replied, confused. "We didn’t even get a little bit of help. None. The Graylashes never appeared, and it was only because of these people here that me and you can meet."

Quinn had misinterpreted Owen’s question, he thought by outside help he was referring to the Graylash family, but he was not.

"Don’t talk to our leader in that tone!" Hector said.

It was clear that Quinn wasn’t pleased about the Graylashes.

"Let him speak," Owen said. "You seem to have anger towards us. When we first met, I thought we might get along well. Especially in the future. So please, tell me, why are you so angry?"

"What are the Graylashes looking to get out of this war? Why are you even fighting in the first place?" Quinn asked.

"You’re quite direct and bold, aren’t you, Quinn? But I can’t say I don’t like that. I think you know the answer yourself, don’t you? Why have you chosen not to join the military in this fight like many others? The humans at the moment are fractured. We had a balance that could have been tipped at any moment, and now we must make this balance once again.

"The military kept the strength of the Earth powers to themselves and only allowed those who are loyal to rise to the top. They cherry picked who they wanted in charge. Did they think people wouldn’t complain, that they would just sit back and allow this to go on forever? Their whole system only worked because of Truedream.

"Instead of forcing things, we believe that it’s best for the world to go in its natural flow. Equality, everyone in this world shall have a fair chance, we want to provide everyone with the same set of tools. Those who are naturally gifted will rise up to the top and stay at the top, how the world intended it to be."

Fex was scratching his head pretty hard at this point. He didn’t understand what Owen was trying to say at all, and the others would have to agree.

"I see you’re all looking a bit confused. Let’s say there is an item that is two meters up in the air. You have three people. One who has a reach of one point five meters, one who has a reach of one meter and the last person who can’t even get off the ground.