Beyond the Bloodline-Chapter 240: “So they teach bullshit in schools these days?”
"...the Vampiric Academy of Erudition."
"Oh, I see, I see."
He murmured, his finger swiping lazily across his phone screen.
"Right, okay, then. I’ll go pick them up later. Just trying to figure out all these bank app features... Oh, finally. Last page."
Jamie’s eyes lit up as he reached the last page. He locked the screen and tossed the phone into his pocket, standing up.
"Alright, you go let them know. I’ll come over in a bit. I need to make a quick stop on the moon first."
"Understood. Thank you, Lord Jamie."
Seren said with a grateful nod, bowing once more and Jamie gave her a dismissive wave before vanishing, leaving the office as casually as he had entered.
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The Werewolf Sanctum on Estea’s Main Moon was quite the fortress, with multiple towering structures connected by bridges that overlooked vast craters and stretches of magic formations.
Jamie headed straight to the Map Hall—a large hall housing a three-dimensional intergalactic map of the territories of Estean Werewolves.
Upon entering the Map Hall, he was met with an unexpected face.
"You’re still around, Kaiser?"
Jamie remarked in a questioning matter, having thought that his younger brother would have long since returned to where he was before.
As for Kaiser, all he did was give a silent nod.
"What about Laura?"
With a soft sigh, Kaiser finally opened his mouth to respond.
"She’s with Miranda."
Now, it was Jamie’s turn to nod, completely unsurprised.
"Kind of expected that."
Laura liked Miranda so much that Jamie sometimes forgot she was supposed to be his sister and not Miranda’s.
Funny enough, Miranda’s elder siblings all fancied her as well. They were even cool with Kasier too, leaving Jamie as the only one they didn’t like.
In their terms, Jamie was a ’bad influence’ on their youngest sister.
A billion years later, that opinion of theirs hadn’t changed one single bit. Not that Jamie cared, though.
After a moment’s pause, Kaiser glanced at him.
"What brings you here?"
"Something’s been bugging me about our territories. Just wanted to make sure."
Jamie replied as his gaze drifted around, scanning the 3D map displaying every planet, star, and galaxy under Estean Werewolves’ dominion.
Immediately, the internal map in his head updated, adding 120 new planets to it. After a thorough scan, he paused, his gaze fixed on a distant Vela Galactic Star system.
"That’s strange..."
He murmured, eyes narrowing on a particular planet and Kaiser, noticing his actions, asked.
"Is there something wrong there?"
"Not exactly wrong. But when I was passing through here on my way to Pinecone, I noticed something off about this planet."
He pointed to the Supergiant Prime world—a world ruled by Giants and spoke.
"Have someone check it out. Something fishy may be going on there."
"Understood."
Kaiser nodded and Jamie reciprocated the gesture, before turning around to speak.
"That’s all. Just came over to check things out. Didn’t expect you to be here, but that makes things easier to handle.
I’ve got to pick up some kids, maybe get a few billion more credits from OmniVerge, then I’m heading to Pinecone."
"Pinecone?"
Kaiser’s eyebrows slightly raised in curiosity.
"The Amphitheatre of Eternity? But that’s not until next year."
"Yeah, it opens next year. But there are a few things I want to handle before then."
Jamie walked towards the door as he spoke, raising a casual peace sign before concluding.
"See you later, Kaiser."
With that, Jamie vanished, leaving Kaiser behind in the starry expanse of the hall.
Kaiser’s gaze returned to the planet that his brother pointed out, then activated the communication module of his watch and issued an order for someone to investigate.
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Outdoor Class Area #35
Vampiric Academy of Erudition
Educrux Dominion
Nightingale
December 1st
Year 2018
The University Sector of the Academy was a buzz of activity.
In one of the Outdoor Class Areas, a group of students were gathered around a large projection board as an old man with long, grey hair, Professor Morven, spoke animatedly, tracing complex diagrams in the air that translated into magical sigils glowing on the board.
"Now, as you can see here, the essence of this Transmutation formula lies in the proper sequencing of these glyphs. Observe."
The Professor’s voice held the students’ full attention as he gestured at the glowing symbols.
"The positioning of the pentra symbol directly impacts the energy flow, increasing the stabilization of any chaotic matter. Without this, attempting to channel magic into even the Tier 1 Variant of this spell could lead to..."
But before he could continue, a figure strode quickly into the open-air space and called out.
"Professor Morven!"
The professor paused, visibly irritated, his grey brows knitting into a frown as he turned to see the Academy’s Dean who was rushing over.
"Dean Vane, you should know I do not appreciate interruptions in my classes."
The Dean’s expression didn’t shift one bit as he responded to the annoyed professor.
"In this case, it matters not whether you appreciate the interruption or not, Morven. Your opinion here doesn’t matter."
The professor’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing, standing aside with an icy silence as the Dean’s gaze turned to the gathered students.
"David Evangelista, Davina Evangelista. Please follow me. Her Excellency wishes to speak with you."
At those words, a collective silence fell over the class. Eyes widened and whispers erupted as the students registered the weight of the title "Her Excellency."
It was a title reserved only for the Race Kings and Queens, beings who ruled countless stars and galaxies, with billions of Vampires serving them.
Everyone here knew that David and Davina, while often quiet (Davina alone) and unassuming, were part of the Evangelista bloodline. And the current head of the Clan was none other than their grandmother.
Professor Morven’s mouth pressed into a thin line, but he, too, knew better than to defy the summons of a Race Queen. His authority here meant little in the face of such power; it was well-known that a mere word from Seren could end his entire career in an instant.
David and Davina exchanged glances, sharing a look of surprise and understanding before they rose from their seats and began to make their way toward the Dean.
But before they could take a single step, a loud, indignant voice echoed across the grounds, shocking everyone into silence.
"What the hell is this bullshit?!"
All heads whipped around, eyes searching for the source of the outburst. David, Davina, and Wanete, who sat beside them, along with the Dean himself, all stared in astonishment at the figure standing directly in front of the projection board.
There was Jamie, dressed in a three-piece suit like always, his long overcoat billowing in the morning breeze.
His face was twisted in disbelief as he eyed the glowing sigils on the board. His expression was as unimpressed as it was incredulous.
Jamie turned directly at the Dean, raising an eyebrow.
"Is this the kind of nonsense you’re teaching the kids these days? What kind of messed-up magic formula is this?"
The students watched, stunned, as Jamie pointed at the board with open disdain.
Unfazed by the collective shock radiating from the students and faculty around him, he reached out and pointed to a segment of the projection.
"Look at this—this formula’s structure is in complete disarray. Here, this entire section is redundant. The logic doesn’t even flow."
With each comment, he dismantled elements of the formula, flicking out glyphs and rearranging runes as he went on.
"You’re using an outdated magic language for this spell. This bullshit was out of date even before I went to sleep 12 millennia ago!
Who’s responsible for this nonsense?"
Professor Morven, face flushing with indignation, was about to launch into a furious retort. But before he could utter a word, the Dean suddenly moved.
The man dashed forward, gripping the professor by the back of his head and forcefully pressed him into a bow on the grass, his tone all but pleading.
"Our deepest apologies, Lord Westley. I’ll see to it that the curriculum is revised as soon as possible."
