CLAUS' POV
I actually didn't like seeing her look at me with fear.
Faye, my saint, had a special identity and a bloodline similar to mine. Since waking up, she was the person I cared about the most in this world.
I didn't want her to be afraid of me, but in the current situation, as the King, I really couldn't pretend not to see it.
“Respected King, please make sure to see clearly. This dirty and despicable alien race has deceived the Moon Church and is standing here competing with us for the throne. I'm afraid there was a conspiracy from the beginning! Even now, she still thinks of herself as a wolf from the bottom of her heart, not a vampire!”
Catherine was still speaking loudly and passionately.
I didn't even need to look at her to guess that she must be filled with a victorious expression at this moment.
Faye shook her head in fear and said, “Claus, it's not like that! It's Catherine, she deliberately made people use witchcraft…”