Progenitor Vampire: I Have Many Skills!-Chapter 579: Emma Lewis (8)

Despite that, she soon remembered that her subordinates were behind her. Those sweet girls were created by Matthew and given to her to train, with whom she had shared good times these last few weeks.

They had all drawn their weapons and were ready to fire, so they shared the same determination as her.

At the same time, there was that old man who had responded to her with honorable words in a complicated situation. A man no longer of fighting age but who, if asked, would fight the enemies of the race again.

Both his subordinates and that man were worthy of protection.

'An empress...' She suddenly remembered Matthew's words.

From the moment she decided to follow him, he told her that he would make her an Empress. At that moment, she was unaware of much of who he was and of his importance to this world and to the race. So, in reality, despite knowing that she might achieve it, she did not expect it.

She had decided to follow him because she thought he was worthy and would help her achieve her goal, but the more time she spent with him, the more she understood the kind of man he was.

He wouldn't say words like that on a whim or to excite the other party. His ability made no sense, and he lived in the best era of the race, being the heir of those responsible for the race's greatness.

For that reason, even though they were a bit crazy words, she had decided to believe them.

He would surely keep his word if she made enough effort and helped him, so she began to work harder to become a woman worthy of him.

But her mind kept asking, "Am I really worthy of being an Empress?"

Perhaps it was because she had decided to give up trying to obtain any political or leadership title, but despite her determination not to falter when it came to doing what she needed to do, she still doubted herself.

It's normal that she doubted from time to time. Before, she was part of an unimpressive civilian government, where her father and grandfather were the most powerful. They were all idiots who thought they were more important than the kingdom, so they took refuge in their large armies.

The environment in which she grew up was one of men who depended on their armies to be where they were. Despite having power and receiving the support of the Allen Clan, they still hesitated at key moments.

Growing up among such people, she did not follow their teachings and forged for herself a mentality that stood out above others, but it was because that environment had no correct mentalities.

She stood out above her father and grandfather because they were both cowards.

Now, she finds herself among a group of people who possibly far surpass her own mentality. Although some have their mental weaknesses, they are so capable that they can act as if these weaknesses did not exist.

Now, she no longer has her father or grandfather around, but she has an amazing Matthew Dietrich, surrounded by spectacular women, such as Charlotte, whose abilities are enough to be the mastermind behind all these movements.

So, was she worthy of being in this group? Was she worthy of being an Empress?

Alice, Isla, and Ava asked her for help in training the girls who had been given to her by Matthew, as she was the one who was training them best. All she had to do was say a few words and do a few things so that the girls could understand, which demonstrated each of their talents.

But didn't it demonstrate something even more impressive?

Emma's ability to teach and command the troops, even train them, is impressive. This is added to her determined personality, which makes the right decisions when necessary. In part, thanks to her good decision-making, the missions to exterminate the traitors inside the Dark Kingdom went so well.

She commanded the troops at the time, and with few women, she managed to kill most of the potentially dangerous traitors.

Although Emma wanted to belittle herself because lately, she didn't feel worthy of being in this group, suddenly, her mind connected the dots.

Perhaps being an Empress wasn't just about a crown, a command, and a lot of determination. It was also about making strategic but direct moves to defend her people.

Of course, an empress was not just a mask that protected the soldiers; she was, instead, the face of the army.

That is why, in Matthew's eyes, she was a worthy Empress. Perhaps there were other people who would go to the front of the army, standing up for it, like Alice, Isla... But they didn't have something that Emma had: Her right decisions at the necessary moments.

That is a quality that only Emma possesses, so while Alice and Isla would be very heroic in stepping forward when disaster looms, they would probably do so without an established plan. Just because that's how they are.

While Emma might have a plan behind her actions, she would step forward with established plans and lead a countermeasure against the same disaster.

It wasn't that Emma was better than Alice or Isla; each had their strengths.

And among those strengths, Emma was capable of leadership.

Perhaps it was her innate talent.

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Or simply a feeling that was born with her.

Unconsciously, Emma tightened her grip on her sword. Those huge, knife-sharp claws were just a few meters away from her. For someone as powerful as Acklam, a few meters was practically nothing.

However, for Emma's vision, which was heightened by her hearing, those few meters could be the difference between winning or dying.

'Sound... Everything in this world produces sound. Movements or non-movements. Blood sounds when it runs. The heart sounds when it pumps. Sudden movements break the wind or get in its way, which changes the course of the wind and produces a sound.'

'An imperceptible sound for many, but one that I can hear.'

'Is there a limit to sound?'

Maybe there is, but she doesn't know it yet. She firmly believes that even movements much lower than microscopic could have some kind of sound in space. But no one is developed enough to hear them.

And her new power is just that. To listen.

Her art and her new spirit complement each other in a single skill: Sound.

What is the pinnacle of it?

As her mind asked continuous questions in a matter of milliseconds, with her thoughts traveling at absurd speeds, she found what she wanted among so many thoughts.

"Maybe this is the pinnacle of my life, but I can still make it just the beginning of a great life."

She gripped the sword and stared at every little movement. Power was coming out of that beast, so it was constantly weaker. All this created a sound that entered her ears, and her mind interpreted it.

Faced with such a close attack, finding the weak points in her rival could be the reason for her downfall, but she understood her abilities very well, that's why she did it.

Then she found the place where the greatest amount of power was concentrated; it was no surprise that it was those claws. She was expecting it, but it made her smile.

'Move... At the perfect moment. Listen carefully... The pinnacle of sound...'

Her body suddenly harmonized with the environment in record time, and just as those knife-like claws were about to split her in half, her body disappeared.

The next time she appeared, she was on the other side of the beast, above it.

"It's all about control of movement. If I strike at the perfect moment, nothing will beat my speed. I just have to control the precision..." She looked back.

All the power that had previously been concentrated in the bird's enormous talons was ferociously withdrawn by a powerful attack when two strange sword strokes landed perfectly. But simultaneously, her movement was so fast that she could cut off its head.

Emma smiled as she saw the bird lose all its momentum and roll across the ground without any power.

Then she fell heavily to the ground, totally exhausted.

'…I wonder how you are doing…' She thought of her friends. Alice, Isla, Ava… Matthew too.

Although she wanted to join them, she was too exhausted to move for a while.

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