Original Vampire

On the forest trail, a squad of about fifty people is slowly moving southward.

Towards noon, the team stopped and camped by a stream.

"Big brother, get up, it's time for lunch!"

Anna shook Count Evan a few times, but found that the other party was still quiet.

She raised her eyebrows, squeezed her pink fist, and slammed it heavily on Count Evan's lower abdomen.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Poor Count Evan was spit out by this seemingly casually punch.

After a while, Count Evan panted and looked back towards his violent younger sister: "I had such a bad temper early in the morning?"

"It's still early? It's noon. !"

Count Evan waved his hand weakly: "What's the difference."

"It's ready, do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat !" Count Evan hurriedly struggled to get up.

He knows that if he doesn't eat now, his cruel younger sister will really make him hungry until night.

After all, it is a member of the Saint Prolos family to travel. Even in the wild, the lunch is very rich, but the atmosphere is a bit stagnant.

After returning from Silver Moon City without success, everyone's mood kept saying does not raise.

Of course, except for Count Evan.

He is still the same old heartless look, just drinking alcohol all day long.

Just when everyone had finished their lunch and packed their things to start again, the sentry who went out to investigate the surrounding situation suddenly turned back.

Moreover, he brought back one more person.

"Master Count, this is the messenger of Pegasus Legion."

Pegasus Legion is the direct army of the Saint Prolos family, the lord of the East, and has always been in the hands of the Duke of Saint Prolos in.

However, in recent years, the Duke of Saint Prolos has also begun to deliberately exercise his first wife's eldest son, Marquis Vincent, and put the daily training of Pegasus Legion in his hands.

"Oh? Why are you here?" Count Evan's sleepy eyes brightened instantly, as if he was awake all of a sudden.

"Master Count, Master Marquis Vincent is in Shadow Canyon at this time. He just led Pegasus Legion to fight against the Black Cavalry in the north and won! I just want to pass on the good news. Back to White Dew City."

"Black Cavalry? Have you won?" Count Evan's eyes almost widened, as if he had heard a fantasy story.

"Yes, Lord Count, we defeated Black Cavalry! Moreover, we captured Marquis Garcia!" The messenger's face flushed with excitement and shouted.

"Really? The big brother actually defeated Marquis Garcia? That's amazing!" Anna hearing this also exclaimed excitedly.

But Count Evan frowned instead.

Although he and his big brother are a little at odds, they are not jealous at this time.

He just keenly perceives something wrong.

Count Evan knows exactly how capable his big brother is.

Can he defeat Marquis Garcia, who has made great achievements?

How does this sound like a big lie.

"Where is Pegasus Legion stationed now?"

"It's in Shadow Canyon."

"Go, let's go and see!"

……

The sky above Shadow Canyon is still shrouded in thick smoke.

The stone walls on both sides of the canyon are also burnt.

Crows and vultures are flying in groups over the canyon, falling into the valley in darkness, vying with the wild beasts in the mountains for corpses everywhere.

At a glance, the scene was extremely terrifying.

When Count Evan entire group came here, the bloody air of assaults the senses almost choked them.

Until now, Count Evan finally believed that his big brother might really have defeated Black Cavalry.

"Evan, Anna, haha, you are here! A hard journey!"

As soon as we met, Marquis Vincent greeted his younger brother and younger sister with red light on his face. .

The first heir to the Saint Prolos family, now is the time for high-spirited and vigorous.

After defeating Marquis Garcia's Black Cavalry, Marquis Vincent feels that he has become one of the best in the empire's cream of the crop.

"Big brother, congratulations! Father will be proud of you when he knows it!" Anna sincerely congratulated her big brother.

And Count Evan is different.

He first congratulated him perfunctorily, and then immediately raised his own question: "Big brother, how did you introduce Marquis Garcia into Shadow Canyon?"

"This You don’t have to worry about it. Anyway, in this battle, Black Cavalry was almost completely wiped out, and even Marquis Garcia was captured by me. What else do you have to say about such a record?"

Of course, Count Evan has something to say. I saw him growl angrily: "Able to introduce Marquis Garcia into Danger Land like this, obviously something went wrong inside Black Cavalry. Even if you don't say it, I can guess it.

However, since you already have such a plan, why not tell me in advance?

I can cooperate with you in Silver Moon City to improve this plan even better!

Even You can also take this opportunity..."

"Enough!" Marquis Vincent interrupted his younger brother forcefully, "You didn't accomplish anything in Silver Moon City. Could you blame me? You don't always boast Are you smart enough? Why do you still need my help?"

Count Evan sighed secretly in his heart.

He understands that the reason why his big brother didn't tell him about these plans was probably because he was afraid of himself and didn't want him to share the credit.

But such fear not only chilled Count Evan, it also made him angry.

Faced with the threat of foreign enemies, the Saint Prolos family could not be together. Instead, they were plotting against each other......

took a deep breath, Count Evan forcibly suppressed the anger. The tone gradually became colder: "Then, my good big brother, how many people did you bring with you this time?"

"Two hundred thousand troops."

" What about now? How much is left?"

Marquis Vincent suffocated slightly, but then pretended to forcefully said: "There are hundreds of thousands."

" How many tens of thousands?" Count Evan continued to ask.

Along the way, he has already seen the wounded and depressed atmosphere in the camp, which is not like the army that has just won a big victory.

Marquis Vincent's eyes dodge a little: "The specific casualty statistics have not yet been completed... What are you asking about? How can there be undead in the war? Especially the annihilation of the Black Cavalry, such a powerful northern army, what? Maybe not to pay a certain price?"

Count Evan is a confirmation this time——

His big brother has only won one game despite taking advantage of the time and place. Miserable victory.

What hasn't been counted yet?

It is estimated that the damage to the 200,000 army is almost half.

With such a battle loss ratio, Count Evan does not know whether he should lament the Eastern Army’s impossible to withstand a single blow, or should shock Black Cavalry’s terrifying destructive power when facing desperation.

But no matter what, he is sure of one thing-his big brother was used as a knife.

Unfortunately, Marquis Vincent is still smug now, immersed in the false aura of victory, completely unaware of this.

Count Evan suddenly felt tired, and asked: "Where is Marquis Garcia? Can I see him?"

"He was seriously injured and still in a coma... …Or else. Evan, you and Anna are responsible for escorting him back to White Dew City and handing them to the father for disposal.

In addition, there were a lot of wounded soldiers in this battle, and you are also responsible for leading back to White. Dew City."

"What about you?" Count Evan suddenly had an ominous premonition again.

Marquis Vincent straightened his chest and put on a look like a bamboo in his chest: "I will march northward and attack Silver Moon City, and hold the half-elf kingdom firmly in my hands!"

Count Evan wanted to dissuade him, but the words turned into:

"Okay, big brother, then I will wait for your triumphant return in White Dew City!"

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