Original Vampire

In late June, the triumphant Black Cavalry finally returned to the North.

The army returned to the camp outside Ice Rock City again along the original route northward.

Colin looked at the familiar scenery in front of him and felt in a daze that the thing that followed Vera two months ago to try to dissuade Marquis Garcia seemed to be yesterday.

The scenery remains the same, but things have remained the same, but people have changed.

At least, the 300,000 troll army has already scattered ashes and smoke dispersed.

However, this does not mean that the North has calmed down.

Although Colin hasn't entered the city yet, he has keenly sensed the solemn aura surrounding Ice Rock City.

"In the northern summer, there have always been rainstorms."

The Dawson Count beside him looked at the dark sky and said pointily.

Colin took the wine pouch handed over by the other party, took a sip, and handed it back: "You said, Ice Rock City or Golden Lion Legion, which party will send someone to our camp first? "

"I guess it's Ice Rock City. What do you think?"

"I guess it's Ice Rock City, too."

"It's boring!" Dawson Count rolled the eyes.

Colin glanced at the dwarf Count beside him with a funny look, and said playfully: "Then, let's guess again, which party the Marquis-sama will accept the invitation?"

" I don't guess about it!" Dawson Count rolled the eyes again, very wary of the cunning son of Baron beside him.

Failed to detect Marquis Garcia’s tendency from Dawson Count, Colin was not discouraged, his eyes rolled and probed again:

"Then tell me, this time Black Cavalry has made such a great contribution, how should the Lord Dawson award the reward?"

Dawson Count laughed, and didn't know if he heard Colin's temptation, he touched his beard and said:

"Master Marquis has no reward. I guess, Master Duke should allocate this credit to the generals of Black Cavalry. Maybe another Marquis will appear among us."

When the other party uttered the sensitive word "No reward", Colin carefully stared at the face of the dwarf Count, but didn't see the clue from it, as if it were just an extremely common word.

"Then I would like to congratulate you in advance! If you want to award a marquis from the generals of Black Cavalry, it must be you!" Colin smiled and congratulated.

Dawson Count shook the head, faintly smiled, but there was no connection.

I just don’t know if I am pretending to be humble, or disregarding this possible reward.

But Colin already understands the meaning of Dawson Count.

Obviously, the other party has guessed that the Duke of the North may deal with Black Cavalry—differentiation and draw.

If Dawson Count is really named as a Marquis, although this is a great honor, it also means that he will be independent from Black Cavalry.

Furthermore, as both Marquis, the Dawson family certainly can no longer continue their allegiance to Marquis Garcia, and their allegiance will become the Duke of the North.

In this way, maybe Black Cavalry will be divided into two.

Since Dawson Count can guess the possible means of the Duke, will Marquis Garcia fail to guess it?

How will he respond?

Colin suddenly felt that this big victory did not eliminate the haze shrouded in the northern sky, but made the hidden wind and thunder more violent and more dangerous.

"Master Marquis!"

Colin was still looking at the dark clouds in the sky and fell into deep thought, but was suddenly awakened by Dawson Count's call.

Turning around, I saw Marquis Garcia leading a group of people standing behind them.

"Master Marquis!" Colin also hurriedly turned his head back to salute.

Marquis Garcia nodded towards the two of them, then pointed to a middle age person behind him and said to Colin:

"Colin, this is Knight Charl. He, and the back The twenty-seven warriors who were seriously injured in this battle are about to retire.

However, I hope you can provide them with a job so that they will not waste their remaining lives on In the farmland."

"Dang, of course! It's my honor!"

Colin just felt a strong joy rushing into his head, making everything in front of him seem a little different real.

The value of veterans, especially those who retired from Black Cavalry, cannot be measured by money!

Before Colin had realized that if he wanted to occupy a place in this World, he must have an elite army.

After this battle of baptism, Colin has been deeply fascinated by the cavalry.

However, although following Marquis Garcia all the way, Colin has a lot of experience in cavalry combat, but for the training of cavalry, Colin is helpless.

And at this time, Marquis Garcia offered such a great gift!

Although these twenty-eight veterans can't make it to the battlefield, they are good enough for cavalry instructors.

They will be the seeds of the cavalry of Colin yearn for something even in dreams!

Until Knight Charl swore allegiance to Colin under the sign of Marquis Garcia, Colin was still immersed in excitement and did not completely came back to his senses.

Only then did he notice that Knight Charl's right hand had his thumb severed. This injury was not particularly serious, but for a Knight, it meant the end of his career.

Because he doesn't have a thumb, he can't hold any swords tightly.

"Choke!"

Colin took out the long sword, tapped Knight Charl's shoulder lightly, and accepted the other's allegiance.

He was not disappointed that Knight Charl could no longer take the sword. On the contrary, in his opinion, the value of this Knight was totally inestimable.

Even if a group of fourth-rank and fifth-rank Knights are standing in front of him now, he would rather choose Charl.

Dawson Count watched all this quietly, his eyes full of meaning.

When Colin calmed down Knight Charl and the other 27 retired soldiers, he finally calmed down.

At this time, the idea that had troubled him before came up again.

This time, he could no longer suppress this thought, but directly asked Marquis Garcia:

"Master Marquis, I will not repay you for your help! But , I want to know... I am a little son of Baron, have what skills and abilities have been so taken care of by you?"

Hearing this question, Dawson Count and Knight Charl and the others retired wittily Go down.

Marquis Garcia looked at Colin with a solemn look, and suddenly laughed, and said something completely irrelevant: "Vera has a good impression of you."

"en? Colin was stunned.

"I saw that she had a diamond earring in your hand before. She gave it to you?"

Colin blinked blankly, remembering that he was following During the march of Black Cavalry, I once took out the earrings to play with, but he didn't expect to be seen by Marquis Garcia.

Obviously, Marquis Garcia misunderstood.

However, Colin would not tell the other party that the earring was a souvenir from Vera that he took the opportunity of "checkmate", not a "letter of love" that Vera took the initiative to give him.

Seeing that Colin didn't answer, Marquis Garcia thought that the other party had acquiesced, so he asked: "Do you like her?"

Colin suddenly became a little messy.

He didn't expect that the killer who had just buried an army of 300,000 trolls by himself, suddenly became concerned about such little things of love.

Thinking of Marquis Garcia as Vera's Uncle, perhaps just caring about his niece, Colin nodded and said: "Ms. Vera is a noble and kind-hearted. I naturally admire it very much."

Marquis Garcia's smile is a bit complicated, and lightly throws a sentence:

"I am Vera's biological father."

"Oh?"