Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 422 The Recruitment of the Grand Duke
Kau Si's work was very effective. In less than a week, Li Chunfeng, who was forced to sit at the bar counter for business, had achieved no less than fifty messages and three entrusted information streams per day. Although he paid more than one hundred silver coins in remuneration and commission, the income brought by these entrustments had far exceeded the money paid.

"These days, it's much more profitable to make a fortune than a serious business!"

Li Chunfeng sincerely instilled the theory that he did not know from which age he had learned to Cows. He always wanted Cows to find him a successor, and then he would take on big tasks such as assassination, robbery, and even subversion of the country.

An old Taoist who is full of the supremacy of China is terrible, especially this old Taoist has the power to destroy the country, and he still believes in Taishang Dongfeng Tianzun and Taiyi Nantianmen Daojun, so it is even more... good!
"After all, our state religion is authentic, and it's completely different from some fat-bodied foreign dogs and bald donkeys!" This is Cows' only comment on this.

There was a clang at the door, and someone came in again.

Meticulously combed hair, handsome features, slender figure, and a beautifully made black dress - this is definitely the dress of a respectable gentleman and aristocrat.

Now the young nobleman just walked up to the bar counter in such a grand manner, ordered a glass of wine, and sipped it slowly with elegant movements.

Li Laodao's eyes narrowed.

"Is there any information worthy of attention? One silver coin."

"If you need entrustment, please register here."

The young noble stared at the old Taoist for a long time with sky blue eyes, then shook his head.

"Let that bartender come over, an angel can at least suppress my appetite a little bit."

"Angel?" The old man glanced at the indifferent Belial, and then turned his gaze back to the young nobleman, "It seems that your eyesight is nothing more than that."

"It's better to call your elder, maybe I have more common topics with him."

The face of the young nobleman changed, and he sneered: "If there is not something worth using the food that does not know how to live, no one here will survive!"

"A little viscount can let you sit here and drink, for the sake of an old bat."

That short sentence made the young nobleman's complexion suddenly darken, and his eyes gleamed fiercely.

"Right, that is it!"

The old Taoist said lightly, "If you act wild here, you'd better think about the consequences."

"Let me think about it, which family are you from? Bruch? Gangelo? Nofil? Toledo?"

Every time he uttered a word, the expression of the young nobleman changed. In the end, he became terrified, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying.

"I'm from McAvey... who the hell are you?"

Li Chunfeng shook his head, and replied lightly: "You are not qualified to inquire about my identity, get out! Remember to pay enough for the wine. Otherwise, I don't care about going to the basement of an old castle in Ottoman, maybe there are enough funeral objects in the coffin..."

The bell at the door rang, and the young nobleman left a few gold coins, and ran out of the Oak Bar in embarrassment as if fleeing for his life.

"You're scaring the kids, Mr. Li!"

An old nobleman with gold trim on his collar walked in slowly, and sat on the chair that the young nobleman left with a smile on his face. "First of all, allow me to introduce myself. I am the Duke of Wallachia, Vlad III."

"I have long admired your name, Dracula!"

Dracula!One of the oldest surviving Vampire Grand Dukes.

Vlad III, nicknamed "Puncture Grand Duke", was cruel by nature and loved to torture and kill. He liked to torture enemies by cutting in half, skinning, piercing, and burning.Facing the howling prisoners, Vlad not only did not avoid them, but even held a banquet at the execution ground to drink their blood.

After becoming a vampire, Dracula quickly became the spokesperson of the Bruch family, and even became a senior member of the Dark Council for a time, possessing unimaginable power.

How could such an old monster suddenly appear in Elsa Castle?
And why did it appear in this little oak bar?

Dracula originally thought that after revealing his identity, it would attract a lot of shock, but he was disappointed.

The miscellaneous old man was still staring at himself with a pair of dead fish eyes, while the young man next to him leaned silently on the counter, idly wiping the cup with a rag, as if the cup had been buried in the ground for 20 years and was covered with countless dust.

As for the bartending beauty with a faint holy light energy, she was still pouring two bottles of wine, not knowing what she wanted to mix up.

"These guys..."

Dracula knew Li Chunfeng's identity, but he was not afraid. He just smiled and said: "The four-winged angel appeared in Elsa Castle. How could the Dark Council miss such an interesting event? I happen to be traveling nearby these days, so I came to join in the fun."

"Then you go to the angel, I have to hide far away, so as not to splash my whole body with blood."

"No, no, no, a four-winged angel is tricky, but it doesn't bother me too much." Dracula's smile was unusually gentle, "I'm more interested in another thing."

"for example?"

"For example, there is a kid who popped up out of nowhere and subdued the underground forces in Elsa Castle in just a few days. I think he has the qualities we urgently need, and I even plan to give him a first hug and make him a noble blood."

Kous finally raised his head to look at Dracula, "First Embrace?"

"Yes!" The Grand Duke of Vampire flicked the unfinished cup of the younger blood with his fingers, "Then, would you like to hear my terms?"

Before Cous could speak, the Grand Duke continued, "Of course, I know what Mr. Li is capable of, but there is no direct conflict between our Blood Race and the Brotherhood of the Spear, so if Mr. Li does not object, I think this matter can be discussed!"

"Well, excuse me for being rude. At least I don't have to worry about the sun being too dazzling at noon now, Mr. Duke." Couss served a glass of wine again, and declined Dracula's invitation, "Perhaps a true favorite of the times is the material you want, such as... Isaac Newton?"

"Who is that?" The Grand Duke tilted his head slightly, thinking for a while, "You mean that genius in physics? A very good suggestion! Well, maybe I should take some time to see him!"

The Grand Duke of Vampire drank the wine in the glass, then pressed the glass on a silver coin, put on his hat, and walked out slowly.

"I think we'll meet again soon!"

"Good night, Mr. Lee! Have a nice evening!"

(End of this chapter)