The Original Vampire

Count Uman breathed a sigh of relief, and Colin's attitude made him understand that he finally had a bargaining chip in his hand.

　　 "Of course the will cannot be given to you now, you should be able to understand the reason."

　　 Of course, Colin understood that the other party was worried that he would regret it after he got the will, so he asked: "Then how do you prove the authenticity of this will? How do I know if it was made up by you casually?"

"The will was shown to me by the butler of Drinden. It was not long after I arrived at Roar with Knight Louis at that time, and the position of the butler of Drinden had not yet been determined. Therefore, I deliberately presented the will in front of him. Throw it into the fireplace and destroy it.

　　 But I didn't expect that Steward of Drinden not only didn't stop him, but he looked like he was happy to see it happen. Only then did I understand that this person also supports Master Joyce's succession to the Duke. "

　　 Colin was speechless, and said angrily: "Since you have already thrown your will into the fireplace to burn, then tell me a fart."

　　 "No!" Count Uman shook his head quickly, "What I threw in was just a fake will. The real one was already lost when I turned and walked towards the fireplace!"

　　 Colin looked at Count Uman suspiciously, apparently questioning whether the other party had such tricks as a magician.

　　 "Believe me, this is not difficult at all. At that time, their attention was all focused on the fake will thrown into the fireplace. They didn't know that I had hidden the truth."

　　 Colin shrugged, and didn’t know whether he believed Count Uman’s nonsense, and then asked another question:

　　 "Then, why did you hide that real will? Don't you want Joyce to inherit the Duke? Shouldn't you want to see this will burn in favor of Vera?"

　　 Count Uman chuckled and said, "Colin, if it were you, would you burn such a wonderful handle?"

　　 "Handle?" Colin suddenly understood.

　　The so-called handle is of course Joyce's handle.

　　If Joyce successfully inherits the throne of the Duke of the North in the future, then this will is the proof of the other party's improper position. Earl Uman can better control Joyce by holding this will.

　　 Wanting to understand this, Colin also had to admire the insidiousness of the earl, and guard against anyone.

　　 But it is also normal. Judging from Count Uman's long-time behavior, he was originally an ambitious man who had no idea of ​​loyalty and was only thinking of self-interest.

　　 It is indeed possible to hide the real will.

　　 "Sorry, Earl Uman, if I can't see the will you said with my own eyes, I won't believe it." Colin insisted.

　　 Count Uman sighed and said helplessly: "That's good, I can give you the will, but you must come up with something in exchange."

"what?"

　　 "Command of the Golden Lion Army!"

　　 "Hehe, you really dare to think about it!" Colin sneered.

　　 Count Uman quickly explained: "With this will, Joyce has completely lost the right to compete with Vera for the right to inheritance. The command of the Golden Lion Legion is not important to you.

　　 However, I need this army to ensure that I will not become an abandoned pawn!

how about it? Such conditions are not bad for you. "

　　 Colin laughed and mocked: "Earl Uman, I think you may have made a mistake."

　　 "What?" Count Uman was a little surprised.

　　 Colin slowly approached and collapsed on the ground, Earl Uman, his tone became extremely cold: "That will, in fact, is not that important to me."

　　 "What do you mean?" Count Uman suddenly panicked, "Don't you want to see Vera succeeding the Duke?"

　　 "Yes. But, I already have a way. As for that will...hehe, at best, it's icing on the cake, but you want to sell it for the price of charcoal.

　　 And, the enemy of the assassination, I have been waiting for almost two years!

　　 It's been two years, do you think I will let you off so easily? "

　　 Earl Uman could no longer remain calm, and hurriedly shouted: "Colin, listen to me, letting me live is definitely more valuable than killing me! I can help..."

　　 Click!

　　 Colin broke the opponent's neck and whispered softly: "But I think you are more valuable when you die."

　　 After speaking, he opened his mouth wide, showing his sharp fangs, and bit on it.

　　 "Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

　　……

　　 The rain stopped, the wind stopped, and even the moon showed a corner from the clouds, shining cold brilliance to the earth.

　　 In the abandoned warehouse, Colin looked up from the body of Count Uman.

　　Hu——

　　 let out a sigh of contentment, his face showed a look of enjoyment.

　　 Count Uman's body had been completely sucked up, and it looked terrifying.

　　 Colin's body became hot again, and the fine blood and sweat continued to seep out of his skin.

　　 bang bang bang!

　　 The heart was stirring violently, as if it would break free from his chest in the next second.

　　 The violent blood flow raged through his body, almost squeezing his veins.

　　 Fortunately, with the previous promotion experience, Colin is now mentally prepared for the drastic changes in his body, and even the bouts of pain seem to be a strange enjoyment.

　　 Starting from the Transcendent Tier (Tier 4), Colin found that the requirements and process of promotion are very different from before.

　　Before Tier 4, he only needed to drink about one or two liters of blood from a high-ranking knight to be promoted. Moreover, the process of promotion was only a slight fever in his body without any pain.

　　 But starting from Tier 4, he found that he had to completely drain the blood of a high-level knight to complete the promotion conditions, and the promotion process became extremely intense and painful.

　　嘭!

　　 Colin with a sullen face hit the ground with a punch, and the cobweb-like cracks instantly spread to the surroundings.

　　 His body began to swell again, and countless fine blood beads formed mysterious patterns on the surface of his skin.

　　 The violent power filled Colin's body, and he couldn't help but want to vent it.

　　嘭! Bang! Bang!

　　 several consecutive punches hit the ground, and the whole land began to vibrate, as if an earthquake had occurred.

　　 There have been countless cracks in the abandoned warehouse, and finally it collapsed without being able to support it.

　　……

　　 "My lord, it was the vibration from here just now. We heard bang bang bang and some howls that were not like human beings. Then, when we came over, we found that the buildings here have collapsed."

　　 A group of city defense soldiers appeared outside the abandoned warehouse under the leadership of several residents of Wintery City.

Captain 　　 looked at the ruins that had collapsed in front of him, and his heart was a little heavy.

　　 I just heard that the church collapsed and killed Lord Thomas. Now it's collapsed again. I won't kill any important people this time...

　　 "Where is this place? Does anyone live?"

　　 "This is a waste warehouse~www.readwn.com~It is filled with things that nobody wants. It should be...no one lives."

　　 "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up, clean up the ruins, and see if there is anyone below!"

"Yes!"

　　 This group of city defense soldiers and residents were busy until dawn. When the dim light of the morning light illuminated the ruins, they finally dug out two bodies from it.

　　 To be more precise, it is a corpse and a head.

　　 "My lord, that head seems... it's Lord Uman!"

　　 "What?" The captain looked shocked.

　　 What are you really afraid of? What happened in Winter City last night? Why did so many big people die?

　　 "Why is it only the head? What about the other parts of the corpse?"

　　 "I don't know, but we have rummaged through the ruins and found no other parts of the corpse."

　　 The captain looked solemn, which only means that Earl Uman was dead before being buried in the collapsed ruins, and his head was cut off.

　　 "Then there is another corpse, who owns it?"

　　 "I don't know, I can only tell that it is the corpse of a dwarf."

　　 "Dwarf?" The captain touched his chin and ordered, "Collect all the corpses. Let's report to Lion's Roar."

"Yes!"