Original Vampire

"bang!"

As the body of Count Morrison fell to the ground, everyone in the venue seemed to react.

Sounds of horror are everywhere.

Killed!

Moreover, it was a Count who killed!

The bloody Knight Kane has a calm face.

It seems that what I killed just now was just a chicken.

Ignoring all the strange gazes around him completely, Knight Kane remained calm and composed while handling pressing affairs and took the long sword back into the scabbard and returned to his seat.

Colin looked at Kane and felt as if the other person had completely changed.

The coward who hid in Falling Eagle City and didn't even dare to go to the battlefield, now became a thug killing without blinking an eye.

However, Colin was not surprised.

Cowardice and brutality, two extreme personalities that seem to have nothing to do with each other, are actually twins.

The cowardly people in normally, once pushed to a desperate situation, the brutality that erupts is often awe-inspiring.

Moreover, Colin has also realized.

This Knight Kane actually has no retreat for a long time.

When Kane was the first to stand up against Marquis Charles and demand that the opponent give up his title to make atonement for the soldiers who died in the war, he could not look back.

The Sudor family can only go one way to the dark.

If the Duke can’t lower his head this time, or even change to another Duke, then maybe Count Uman can still protect himself, but the Sudor family will inevitably become the target of the Duke’s anger.

Thinking of this, Colin couldn't help but sympathize with this poor guy.

Be aware that he was just a pawn that's all pushed to the stage by the old fox, Count Uman.

Now, he has really become a pawn who can only advance, not retreat.

The strong smell of blood filled the whole venue, making everyone feel anxious.

"Continue." Count Uman ordered to the attendant holding the parchment.

"Yes." The attendant immediately handed the parchment to the next lord.

And the corpse of Count Morrison was lying on the venue like this, no one paid any attention.

The blood flowed slowly, and the scene became more serious.

Seeing the end of not signing, the lords behind naturally did not dare to object anymore and all signed their names.

Soon, the attendant came to Colin.

Colin looked at the paper and pen in front of him, sighed in his heart, and could only sign the name obediently.

No way, if he doesn't sign, he will definitely not be able to get out of here alive.

The kid Kane probably can't wait to kill him.

Finally, the signature is over.

Nearly a hundred large and small lords in the audience, except for Count Morrison, who has become a corpse, all signed the parchment.

At this time, they both got on the same thief ship.

As for whether this ship will sail to the stars and sea, or sink and seabed halfway, it depends on the arrangement of fate.

"Very good!" Count Uman stood up, took the signed parchment, and said, "Next, I will arrange for someone to hand over this petition to Duke Saint Hild. Today’s meeting ends here, thank you!"

After speaking, he strode out of the meeting place.

Everyone also left.

Colin didn't rush to leave, instead, he stepped forward and stopped Dawson Count.

Before he could speak, Dawson Count stopped Colin with his eyes, and then motioned for him to follow him.

Colin shut up obediently and followed Dawson Count through a long corridor to a room deep in the inner courtyard of the castle.

Looking at the familiar arrangements around, Colin always feels that he has been here before.

"Here?"

"Hey, Colin? Why are you here?"

Before Dawson Count can answer his question, Colin just I heard Vera's voice.

As soon as he turned his head, Colin saw the female mage who was especially valiant and formidable looking.

Today she is wearing a kite chiffon shirt and white tights, and a pair of brown riding boots on her feet.

This dress is very close-fitting, perfectly outlines Vera Miaoman's body lines.

LSPColin stared at it several times.

"Dawson Count brought me here. Are you dressed like this, are you going to go out?"

"Yes. Uncle is going to take me to hunt!" Vera was quite excited Said.

"Uncle?" Colin realized why he thought the layout here was so familiar.

Because this is where Marquis Garcia lives, Vera brought him here two months ago.

At that time, the two of them were going to dissuade Marquis Garcia from conflicting with Duke Saint Hild.

Moreover, Marquis Garcia was not in the castle at the time, but...

Preparing to hunt!

However, his prey at that time was not an ordinary wild beast.

Instead, an army of 300,000 trolls!

Now that the conflict between the two brothers is imminent, Marquis Garcia is going to hunt again?

This time, what is his prey?

"Colin, you came just right." Marquis Garcia also walked out, smiling and inviting, "Let's go hunting together."

Colin blinked and smiled: "Good!"

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At the same time.

A messenger is galloping out of Ice Rock City on a fast horse, toward the station of Golden Lion Legion.

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Ice Rock City Eastern District, Tulip Chamber of Commerce station.

Count Uman was led by Oliver to a secret room.

"He is inside?"

"Yes, Lord Count."

Count Uman waved his hand to signal Oliver to leave.

Oliver’s fat face was covered with a flattering smile that was about to overflow: "Yes, Master Count. If you have any more needs, please give me orders."

, Then quickly withdrew.

Count Uman opened the door alone and walked in.

Close the door again.

There is no one in the room.

Count Uman was not surprised either, but sat down in a chair and waited at ease.

I don't know how long it has been.

A silhouette appeared abruptly in the room, as if it was there from the very beginning.

"Master Count."

Count Uman looked at the black robe who appeared like a ghost. There was no accident, just nodded, and asked: "Why are you so anxious to see me? "

"I brought a message from Mister Mage."

Count Uman frowned, indifferently said: "Say."

"Mister Mage hopes you can Stop the original plan."

"hehe." Count Uman smiled.

He stood up, walked to the black robe, looked at each other condescendingly, coldly said: "Then you also send a message to Mister Mage for me——

I Not his servant, don’t need to follow his orders!"

"Master Count, you can’t do this. This will destroy Mister Mage’s count..."

Count Uman pinches I caught the black robe man’s neck and interrupted his speech.

"Ho...Ho..." The black robe man panted hard, struggling, and the hood covering his head slid down, revealing a lose one's head out of fear face.

"Remember, you are just a messenger.

You only have one mouth and one pair of ears.

Whatever you hear, you will convey what you return.

Others, it has nothing to do with you!

Do you understand?"

"Ming...white..."

"bang!"

Count Uman threw the black robe man to the ground, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Master Count, one more thing." The black robe suddenly spoke again.

"Say."

"His Royal Highness Ganben has inherited the throne of the Prince of the South and will leave for the North."

Count Uman suddenly turned around and looked Staring brightly at the black robe man.

There was an unabashed killing intent in his eyes.

The black robe man was frightened by the other's gaze and took a step back, his expression on guard.

But Count Uman didn't make any more radical actions, just stared at the black robe coldly for a while, and then lightly threw a sentence:

"Got it."

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then left.