The Original Vampire

　　 The black and heavy clouds shrouded in the sky above Silvermoon City, and from time to time, several rumbling thunders rolled past.

It is going to rain.

　　 The pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, all wanting to go home before the rainstorm arrives.

　　 A tavern in the east of the city also welcomed two guests.

　　 The bartender looked at the dress and temperament of these two guests, and knew that they must be nobles. Then the waist bar bent down unconsciously and respectfully led them to a quiet position by the window.

　　 These two guests are a man and a woman.

　　 The man is in his early twenties, with bright blond hair and sea-blue eyes. Especially those eyes are as deep as the sea. Everyone who looks at it seems to have an illusion of being seen through.

　　 The woman is a little younger, with a pretty face and a burst of heroism. Her figure is small, her movements are vigorous, and what is more eye-catching is a huge broad sword behind her back.

　　 The broad sword is almost the same height as the woman, with blades on both sides, and the sword is ten inches wide. It is inscribed with mysterious and complex arcane magic circles. When you get closer, you can even feel the lightning energy that escapes from time to time.

　　 The huge broad sword is in sharp contrast with the small woman, and the visual impact is extremely strong.

　　 There is a horse with wings spread out on the top of the hilt.

　　 If you study the emblem of the Glory Empire aristocracy, you will immediately recognize that it is the emblem of the Saint Pros family, the lord of the east of the empire-pure day horse.

"boom!"

　　 After the woman took the seat, she leaned the broad sword behind her back against the wall, but by looking at the depth of the sword's tip into the ground and the impact that just made, she knew that the weight of the sword was definitely not light.

　　 "Brother, why have you been patronizing everywhere and tasting fine wine these past few days, have you forgotten that we came to Silvermoon City this time with a mission?"

　　 The man smiled slightly, and did not immediately answer his sister's question.

　　 Instead, he took the wine from the waiter, poured a glass for himself and his sister, and then raised his glass to signal: "What is the hurry, taste the wine first."

　　 The woman had no choice but to raise her glass to meet her brother.

When 　　 raised his hand, the man's cuff revealed three silver striped embroideries-this is a mark that can only be possessed by an imperial earl.

　　 plus the pure day horse badge on the women's broadsword, the identities of these two distinguished guests can also be guessed.

　　 The ruler of the East, there is only one earl of the Saint-Pros family, and that is Evan Saint-Pros.

　　Earl Evan is the second son of the Duke of Saint-Pros, and is a real earl.

　　 was made an earl at a young age, and it seemed that the second son of the duke seemed very favored.

　　 But anyone who really understands the ways in this can understand, the truth is just the opposite.

　　 Just like in the North, the first heir of the Duke of the East will also accept the title of a vacant Marquis. This title does not have any corresponding territory. After the death of the Duke, the entire East will belong to the Marquis.

　　 And the Duke of the Eastern Territory named his second son Evan an earl, basically he was saying--

　　 This earl and this territory are given to you. As for my duke, don’t worry about it.

　　 The meaning of fear is obvious.

　　After a glass of wine, Count Evan closed his eyes and savored for a while.

　　 opened his eyes again and saw his sister's reluctant gaze.

　　Earl Evan smiled helplessly, and had to speak: "Okay, okay, Anna, do you know why I didn't rush to find someone from the half-elf royal family?"

"Why?"

"Because, this is a mission doomed to fail." Count Evan poured himself a glass of wine, "So, instead of wasting time, it is better to taste the wine of Silvermoon City first. It is not a trip in vain. ."

　　 Anna frowned and asked inexplicably: "Why do you think this is a mission doomed to fail?"

　　Earl Evan closed his eyes, reminiscent of the wine that had just entered his throat, and said lightly:

　　 "Father sent us to Silvermoon City to prevent the half-elf kingdom from falling to the north. But I think this is almost impossible. Because the Duke of St. Hild has a way to win!"

　　 "Sure victory?" Anna looked unbelievable, "What method can guarantee that the North will definitely gain control of the half-elf kingdom?

　　 Even if Vera succeeds in marrying Prince Tupe, she might not be able to control Silvermoon City, right?

　　 Prince Tupe is the second in line after all, and, have you not said that the half-elf king is a master of balance and will not fall to either side at will? "

　　 "Hehe, the half-elf king is an old fox, but the Duke of St. Hild is a lion." Count Evan opened his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Want to know what the winning method is?"

"what?"

　　 "The method is--"

　　Earl Evan drank another glass of wine, and then said in a cold tone:

　　 "Kill Vera!"

　　 "Boom!" A bolt of lightning pierced the sky outside the window, and then there was deafening thunder.

　　 Anna's eyes widened, and she stared at her brother in a daze.

　　 It took a long time to ask incredulously: "You mean, the Duke of St. Hild kills his adopted daughter, he will surely gain control of the half-elf kingdom?"

　　 "That's right." Count Evan's eyes glowed with bloodthirsty light, "As long as Vera dies in Silvermoon City, then there will be an excuse for sending troops in the North.

　　 I suspect that the invincible black cavalry in the north is now ready to go. They fought all the way to the bottom of Silver Moon City, and it was estimated that it would take only ten days.

　　You said, by then, will the half-elf Silvermoon Guards dare to guard the city?

　　 And our father, dare to send troops to the half-elf kingdom to fight a decisive battle with the black cavalry on land? "

　　 Anna was silent, wondering if she was frightened by her brother's crazy thoughts, or she felt that the answers to the last two questions were inexplicable.

　　 If the Black Cavalry rushed all the way to Silvermoon City, then according to the "glorious tradition" of the half-elves, they would definitely surrender without a fight.

　　 And the Duke of the East?

　　 I'm afraid I don't dare to actually send troops to the half-elf kingdom, let's face the black cavalry head-on.

　　 Don’t look at the Northern Territory just gone through a great chaos, and the army suffered heavy losses.

　　 But as long as the fearsome Black Cavalry is still ~www.readwn.com~, no one dares to despise the North.

　　 What's more, the Eastern Territory has not experienced war for hundreds of years. There are a lot of troops, but the combat effectiveness is worrying.

　　 has not experienced the test of blood and fire, it is impossible to forge a strong army.

　　 If it hadn't occupied the land of the Nushui River, I am afraid that the army in the north would have rushed in and drove the St. Pros family out of Bailu City.

　　 Anna let out a long sigh and shook her head: "This is just your guess. Duke St. Hilde is really willing to abandon a daughter for the half-elf kingdom?"

　　 "It's an adopted daughter," Count Evan corrected. "And, what about a biological daughter? For people like the Duke of St. Hild, what can't be abandoned?"

　　 Anna looked at her brother's eyes and asked seriously: "If you were the Duke of St. Hild, would you do this?"

　　 "Yes." Count Evan replied without hesitation.

　　 "I don't believe it." Anna shook her head, "Although father and eldest brother don't like you, they think you are unscrupulous, have no bottom line, and don't talk about chivalry at all. But I know that you are not such a person."

　　Earl Evan chuckled, "How can you know what kind of person I am?"

　　 "Intuition." Anna took it for granted.

　　 Count Evan was startled, then lowered his head, his eyes filled with warmth, but his mouth laughed and said, "My silly sister! Sooner or later you will be deceived."

　　 Anna snorted, obviously disapproving of her brother's warning, and then asked: "Do we really have any way to stop the northern border?"

　　Earl Evan drank another glass of wine, shook his head and said, "Actually, there are."

　　 Anna asked quickly:

"any solution?"