The Original Vampire

The Troll Palace.

In the dead of night, there is a faint fragrance in the air, which is the floral scent of blue bell flowers.

This kind of flower is one of the few flowers that can grow in the extreme climatic conditions of the sky ice field. When it blooms, it looks like a vast blue ocean.

Therefore, it has also become the national flower of the Troll Empire.

Prince Okamoto stood in front of the window, looking at the faint light outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

The scent of blue bell flowers continuously penetrated into his nose, gradually calming his anxious mind.

"His Royal Highness, are you still not going to bed?" Princess Nara appeared behind him and asked softly.

"You go to bed first." Prince Okamoto turned his head and smiled.

"Okay." Nora nodded obediently, and quietly stepped back.

This troll princess, who was born in the line of the Saint Hild family, lived cautiously in this foreign country. Fortunately, Prince Okamoto treated her well.

The only thing that makes Nora wonder whether to be happy or worry is that Prince Okamoto has never touched her.

To be honest, Nora certainly can't accept the appearance of a troll, but if she can't give birth to Prince Okamoto, she feels that she has no support in this cold palace.

When she heard the black cavalry hit under the king's city and even killed Modo II, Nara said that it would be impossible if she was not excited, but at the same time, she also felt a deep terror--

Trolls won't vent her anger, will they?

These words, she did not dare to talk to Prince Okamoto, because she understood that although the young Prince of the South respected her on the surface, this respect was more of distance and estrangement.

Of course, Prince Okamoto didn't know the princess's troubles, but even if he knew it, he wouldn't care.

At this time, he has his own worries.

Prince Okamoto stared at the darkness in front of him, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate this shady curtain to find the figure he was waiting for.

"His Royal Highness Okamoto, good evening."

Finally, an old voice sounded behind Prince Okamoto.

In an instant, Prince Okamoto lifted his spirits and his eyes lit up.

"Master Squinn, good evening!"

A troll wearing a black witch doctor robe was standing quietly behind Prince Okamoto. He was enveloped in a green mist. He couldn't see his face. He could only tell from his old voice. Should be very old.

Seeing this Squinn witch doctor, Prince Okamoto's attitude instantly became extremely respectful.

Because this is the leader of the War God Church of the Troll Empire-the White Wolf Witch King.

The position of witch doctors in the Troll Empire is similar to that of priests in the Glory Empire. They do not have much combat power, but they firmly control the beliefs of thousands of people in the Troll Empire, and they also control the troll warrior. Career inheritance.

Although the White Wolf Witch King was simple and simple, he never participated in the politics of the troll empire, and even the invasion of foreign enemies did not see him appear.

However, if he does show up, it will definitely have a great impact on the political situation of the troll empire.

What's more, the coronation ceremony of the troll emperor is also to be presided over by the White Wolf Witch King Squinn.

"I heard that Modo II has died at the hands of the Black Cavalry?"

Squinn's voice was low and deep, but it was clearly and unmistakably passed into Prince Okamoto's ears, even with a shocking effect.

"Yes, your Majesty was unfortunately beheaded by Colin Anglia." Prince Okamoto answered honestly.

"En." Squinn nodded, his tone didn't fluctuate too much, as if he didn't care about it, "Then, who do you think is more suitable to inherit the throne?"

Faced with such a straightforward question from the White Wolf Witch King, Prince Okamoto was slightly uncomfortable, but soon adjusted his mentality and said respectfully:

"I think Prince Abbas is more suitable to be the next emperor of the empire."

Squinn didn't speak, and his cold eyes patrolled Prince Okamoto's face, as if he was examining something.

The long silence made Prince Okamoto's heart start to grow furry. He even felt that the White Wolf Witch King's eyes were real, like a poisonous snake flying back and forth on his body.

Finally, Squinn withdrew his gaze and said indifferently: "You should know Prince Abbas's political leanings? Do you really think that a weak prince who advocates human culture should succeed the imperial throne?"

Prince Okamoto's expression remained unchanged, and he responded: "My lord, I think, in this situation, perhaps reaching a reconciliation with the northern border temporarily is the best choice.

What's more, the Northern Territory is now in a civil strife. Whether the Saint Hild family can maintain the status of the Lord of the Northern Territory is still unclear. At this time, we should temporarily avoid its edge and recuperate. "

Squinn was silent for a while before asking: "It is Prince Abbas who is now in charge of the peace talks with the Black Cavalry?"

"Yes, and His Highness Abbas has made some progress, and the Black Cavalry made some concessions again."

"Really? It seems that Colin Anglia is very generous to Prince Abbas." Squinn's tone couldn't hear the joy or anger.

"Of course, the Black Cavalry is also anxious to go back to deal with the chaos in the north, and don't want to waste it here. Prince Abbas's political stance has also helped to quickly reach a peace agreement. After all, Viscount Angley also I really hope to see Prince Abbas ascend to the throne."

"Huh! When does the ownership of the Troll Empire need to consider the opinions of the people of the North?" Squinn said coldly, and then asked another question that seemed irrelevant without waiting for Prince Okamoto to speak. : "Prince Okamoto, do you have no children yet?"

"Not yet."

"That's right, Modo II's son is still young, so he can't lack his upbringing. It's better to adopt you as an adopted son and teach him well."

Prince Okamoto seemed to realize something, his heart suddenly missed a few beats, and he quickly responded, "Okay, I will try my best to become a qualified father."

Squinn nodded in satisfaction, and then seemed to say casually: "I hope you can not only become a good father, but also a good emperor."

"What?" Prince Okamoto looked up in surprise.

"Yes, I would recommend you to inherit the throne." The smoke around Squinn quietly dispersed, revealing a wrinkled face.

The deep eyes were full of encouragement to Prince Okamoto.

"But...but... after all, I just ruined a hundred thousand army~www.readwn.com~ and killed His Majesty Modo II outside the royal city..."

"Strictly speaking, the responsibility for these failures should not be borne by you alone. What's more, I can accept an emperor who stumbles, but I will never tolerate an emperor who bows down!"

Squinn’s eyes became sharp instantly: "If Prince Abbas is really allowed to succeed to the throne, it will probably not be long before the troll empire will become a subject of the Glorious Empire, even the noble blood of the Volkin family. Will be contaminated by human blood!"

Prince Okamoto lowered his head, as if unable to bear Squin’s eyes, and solemnly said: "My lord, I understand what you mean. Please rest assured, that human princess, I will never touch it!"

Squinn nodded with satisfaction and comforted him again: "You don't have to worry about the obstacles that your previous failures will bring to you. I will help you persuade those troll nobles. You just need to keep in mind that the giant The Devil Empire can tolerate temporary failure, but it must not break its backbone!"

Prince Okamoto trembled, straightened his waist involuntarily, shot the sharp eyes of the White Wolf Witch King, and said loudly:

"Yes, I will always remember your teachings!"