The Original Vampire

The warm morning light gently passed through the treetops, leaving a mottled light and shadow on the grass.

Lawrence woke up in the crisp sound of birdsong.

After climbing up from the ground, he immediately looked around until he saw the thin figure shrouded in the mage's robe not far away, and finally felt relieved.

Lawrence walked over and asked softly, "Good morning, father."

Mr. Hao didn't look back, he was just recording something intently.

Lawrence was a little embarrassed, but didn't dare to bother too much, so he stepped away lightly, ready to find some prey for breakfast.

In the morning in the forest, the air is exceptionally fresh, and there is still a little dew on the leaves.

Lawrence found the traces left by a few hares, and immediately chased after him.

But before he went far, he saw a group of frightened birds fluttering out of the forest.

someone is coming!

Lawrence immediately ran back.

When he saw Mr. Hooter again, he immediately shouted: "Father! Someone is coming! I'm afraid it is the chaser of the Uman family!"

As if he didn't hear the shouts behind him, Mr. Ho still wrote and painted on the parchment scroll.

Lawrence ran up to Mr. Hooter and reminded him again, but Mr. Hooter still did not move.

Now Lawrence was caught blind, and when he didn't know what to do, the surrounding bushes rustled, and soon, groups of heavily armed soldiers surrounded them.

Lawrence looked around nervously with swords in both hands, while Mr. Hood was still immersed in writing, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

The surrounding soldiers did not step forward after setting up their formation.

Lawrence was puzzled when he saw a knight appear more and more.

He rolled over and got off his horse, took off his helmet, revealing an expressionless face--

It is Count Uman!

Lawrence chuckled in his heart, yelling not well.

The appearance of Earl Uman indicates that the army is nearby, which also means that they may not be able to escape with their wings.

Even if Mr. Wang is a powerful sixth-order mage, it is impossible to escape the encirclement of tens of thousands of troops.

In Lawrence's desperate eyes, Count Uman was alone, slowly walking towards them.

At this moment, Mr. Homage finally finished writing, he took care of the sheepskin roll, and stood up.

Just in time, Earl Uman also came to the front.

Lawrence's sword-holding hands trembled involuntarily. He wanted to say hello, but he didn't know what to call Earl Uman.

Count Uman did not look at his former "son" at all. Instead, he said to Mr. Hood: "Is this how the Saint Theon family treats allies?"

Mr. Xiang pointed to his left eye and said blankly: "How can you kill a Paladin without paying the price? Falling into the Eagle City is your price, and I also paid my price."

Count Uman sneered and said with disdain: "A left eye and a city, Mr. Hood, do you think this kind of effort is fair?"

"It's really unfair." Mr. Hood said lightly, "what more compensation do you want, you can just say it."

"Compensation?" The sarcasm on Count Uman's face became more and more intense. "The last stupid woman who wrote me a bad check has been killed by me. Don't forget, you are not the Lord of the North, so don't I want to compensate me for what you don't have!"

Mr. Hoggle flashed his eyes when he heard the "stupid woman", as if he understood the fate of his sister Penny, but he didn't say anything, but asked flatly, "Then, just say what I have now. ,what do you want?"

Count Uman's eyes were full of tyrannical colors, and he roared: "I want you to pay the 300,000 people in Fallen Eagle City, are you willing?"

Mr. Ho shook his head indifferently: "You kill me now, it won't help the Uman family in any way, but cut off your last hope."

Count Uman did not refute this time, and obviously he also agreed with Mr. Hood's view.

He needs to live first.

But the anger in Count Uman's eyes grew uncontrollably, almost gushing out.

Lawrence shrank between the two big guys like a quail, trying to reduce his sense of existence, but obviously, his efforts were a bit futile, because he heard his name--

"Well, let your son Lawrence pay for Fallen Eagle City for you!"

"it is good."

Hearing Count Uman's request, Mr. Hood agreed without hesitation.

It seemed that what the other party wanted to kill was not his own biological son, but a pet dog that he adopted casually.

"What?" Lawrence stood blankly on the spot, as if he couldn't believe his fate was so easily decided.

He couldn't help trembling all over, and cried out hoarsely, "Father, father!"

Unfortunately, his biological father, Mr. Coquettish, ignored him at all.

And his nominal father, Earl Uman, had already taken a step forward and grabbed his hair with one hand.

"Father!" Lawrence looked at Count Uman with imploring eyes.

At this time, he couldn't care who the two people in front of him should be called father, anyway, as long as anyone could save his life, he would call him father.

You can even call both...

Huh--

A silver light flashed, and Lawrence's head was cut off.

The blood spewing out instantly splashed all over Mr. Hooter.

Count Uman deliberately raised Lawrence's head in front of Mr. Hood, and said coldly: "This is just interest."

Mr. Xiang stared directly at Lawrence's head blankly, without any movement.

Count Uman seemed to finally be out of breath, carrying a blood-drenched head, and walking away.

When all the surrounding soldiers disperse, Mr. Hood took out the parchment scroll on his body again and continued to write and draw.

Lawrence's headless corpse just fell at his feet, and the flowing blood quickly stained a large area of ​​grass.

The surrounding air suddenly condensed a little bit of frost, and the temperature dropped more than ten degrees without warning, as if the cold winter had enveloped the earth again.

"Are you not collecting a corpse for your son?" White-robed mage Kusius suddenly appeared next to Mr. Hood, jokingly.

Mr. Xiang raised his head, did not answer the question just now, but frowned as he looked at his friend's full white hair and the uncontrollable cold air around him: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

Cusius sighed, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes: "I met Ernest, cough cough, why do you think this old guy wants to fight us? Can't he see what we have researched? Can the Mages Council really embark on the road to rise?"

Mr. Xiang sneered: "He is just worried that his status will be challenged."

"Hehe, short-sighted old thing!" Kusius cursed, and then wondered again, "But how did this old thing know our plan? It happened to appear in Fallen Eagle City at this time?"

"Emperor Reinhardt should have notified Ernest."

"Emperor Reinhardt? Why did he..." Cusius stopped talking halfway through.

Because, he had guessed why Reinhardt did this.

Obviously, Emperor Reinhardt was jealous of Mr. Coquettish, worried that he would use this forbidden spell to coerce himself. Now that the feasibility of the forbidden spell has been verified, and the scroll for the forbidden spell has been obtained, then Mr. Coquettish is naturally still dead. It's better to drop.

"In this case, the assassination against us may have just begun." Cusius's face was a little gloomy.

Mr. Hu shook his head: "No, Reinhardt will only hint that Ernest, and even Prince Leahy, will do something to us, he himself will not send anyone to kill us."

"Do you just believe him? Or did he promise you something?"

Mr. Hood did not answer Kusius’s question, and still focused on the parchment in front of him.

Seeing this, Kusius realized that the other party didn't want to say it, so he scratched his head helplessly, and then changed the subject: "What about Count Uman? You let him humiliate you like this?"

Mr. Xiang paused in his hand holding the pen, and said softly: "The two heads of the descendants of the Saint Theon family are enough for him to win the trust of the Saint Hild family."

Cusius thought for a while, and seemed to understand what Mr. Coquettish meant, and he groaned: "You ruined Eagle City, and he killed your sister and your son. Well, this way, the people of the St. Hild family can really think You have broken.

But, can you continue to trust this person in such a situation?

Will Earl Uman continue to trust you? "

Mr. Ho shook his head: "The word trust is too extravagant. I just think that Earl Uman will make the choice that is best for him. And this choice will also help me.

Therefore, I will allow him to take the heads of Penny and Lawrence. "

"What do you mean?" Kusius obviously couldn't keep up with Mr. Hooter's thoughts.

"After the death of Duke St. Hild, the most likely to inherit the title of Duke~www.readwn.com~ In fact, Vera and Joyce are the only ones left. Earl Uman cannot support Vera because he and Viscount Anglia has a grudge.

Therefore, he must be on Joyce's side.

And one of my main goals next is also the Anglia family.

Therefore, no matter how much Earl Uman hates me, he will be my natural ally. "

Speaking of this, a look of helplessness appeared on Mr. Wang's face: "I originally had better arrangements for Earl Uman, but now, because of the reckless actions of two idiots...that's all there is to it."

Kusius chuckled, and suddenly said, "Speaking of which, Vera was still my student at Yeville. Would you like me to help you?"

Mr. Hoggle stared, and looked at Kusius seriously for a long while, until he looked at the other party uncomfortably, he finally nodded and said:

"Okay, you can try it. But I want to remind you that Viscount Angley is not easy to deal with."

"Don't worry, I have a sense of measure."