Original Vampire

[The lord has the right to accept the support of the leader, but at the same time, he must also bear the obligation to protect the leader from all evil people. 】

In this world of danger lurks on every side, although human beings occupy the richest land in the center of this continent, they also bear the gaze of glare like a tiger watching his prey from the surrounding alien races.

Therefore, at the beginning of the founding of the Glorious Empire, a rule of Lords was established to clarify the rights and obligations of lords.

According to this law, nobles who lose their territories will be deprived of their titles.

Knight Carter is the victim of this law.

The title of their family was deprived because the territory was breached by troll.

So Carter became a wandering Knight.

Lost the support of the territory, this Knight lives in a miserable life, and even the money for maintenance of armor and weapons is almost impossible.

Fortunately, Baron Anglia took him in.

Carter also offered his loyalty to the Anglia family.

But obviously, this loyalty did not stand the test.

Because just now, Knight Carter personally inserted the dagger into the chest of the son of Baron Anglia.

I also inserted it twice.

Carter looked at Colin's corpse, the guilt in his eyes flashed, but soon became firm again.

Thinking of that person's promise to him, Carter felt that his dream of rejuvenating his family was just around the corner.

However, when Carter got up from the bed and was about to leave quietly, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Turning around suddenly, Carter only saw a touch of cold light hitting himself!

"Hey!"

A sharp pain came from Carter's chest, making him roar in a low voice.

But the physical pain can't conceal the spiritual fear at all-the Colin who should have died is alive again!

Is he the devil?

Amidst anger and panic, Carter subconsciously picked up the unfolded dagger in his hand and stabbed it forward.

"Ah!"

A groan came across, followed by the laughter of Colin gnashing teeth: "It hurts, right? You crap, stabbed me twice! Oh! , No, it's three times!"

"You...you..." Carter only felt the strength of his whole body quickly withdrew, and his consciousness began to blur.

"Say! Who sent you here?"

But before Colin could ask anything, Carter's body had gradually softened, and blood couldn't stop flowing from his mouth. Gurgling out.

Colin leaned closer, only to hear the other's dying voice: "Weird...monster..."

Is this dead?

It's too casual!

Colin looked at Carter who had completely lost his voice, and suddenly regretted that he should avoid the other's vitals.

It's all right now, the only clue is broken again.

Looking at the bloody corpse in front of him, Colin gasped slightly, but didn't lose one's head out of fear.

As a result, he was considered a legitimate defense, without any psychological burden.

Well, this is actually not the first time he killed someone.

Of course, the "he" here refers to the former owner of the body that Colin currently occupies.

In his previous life, Colin was a law-abiding citizen, not to mention killing, he didn't fight much, but the owner of this body had been on the battlefield. There are many things in his memory that are more than what he sees. A bloody and terrifying scene a hundredfold.

So, after the memory is fused, these things in front of Colin can only be regarded as small scenes.

pu chi, the candle on the desk is lit.

Colin rolled out the parchment again, recording:

[The attacks on the heart and throat are no longer fatal injuries. 】

Thinking that the legendary vampire seems to be afraid of silver weapons, he added:

[Only ordinary weapons, silver weapons to be tested...]

Up to this point, Colin is a little worried-how to test this?

You can't stab yourself with a silver weapon, right?

What if you really stabbed to death?

However, Colin immediately woke up-which normal-brained guy would use silver as a weapon to build weapons?

So, unless he deliberately exposes his weakness, no one will specially make silver weapons to deal with him.

So he stopped struggling with this.

Putting down the quill, Colin picked up the wine glass on the table and came back to the body of Knight Carter.

"pu!"

The dagger from the chest of the corpse was pulled out, and blood gurgled out.

Colin's face was calm, and he placed the wine glass under the wound.

The flickering candlelight reflected Colin's pale face, coupled with the smell of blood in the air, it looked strange and terrifying in this dim night.

"gu lu, gu lu......"

lightly have a bite.

Very sweet.

Colin smacked his lips, with some unfinished meaning.

Then he closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body-it seemed to be no different from the reaction after drinking deer blood.

In addition to the signs of slight fever in the body.

Colin thought this was the repercussions of the fierce fight just now, so he didn't care too much.

I will drink animal blood in the future.

Colin still has some psychological barriers to drinking human blood. Since there is no additional benefit, then he doesn't need to find himself uncomfortable.

Putting down the blood-stained wine glass, Colin looked at the body in front of him and began to worry.

Although he has solved the murderer who attempted to assassinate himself, Colin also knew that Knight Carter was just a pawn that's all, and there must be someone else who really killed him.

The reason is simple: Carter kills him, except that he will be chased by the Anglia family to the ends of the earth, what benefits will not be obtained.

Moreover, there is no private enmity between him and Carter.

So, someone must pay a big price to buy Carter to assassinate.

Who would this person be?

Colin searched his memory for a while, but he didn't lock any suspicious characters.

No way, there are too few clues.

The feeling that the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light makes Colin particularly uncomfortable.

Moreover, since this person can buy Carter, I'm afraid he can also buy other people.

Is steward Emon involved in this matter?

Are there anyone else?

Thinking of this, Colin suddenly felt that the current Greycastle is very dangerous.

Especially when Baron Anglia is on the move.

He doesn't want to deal with rounds of assassinations. After all, he can't be sure whether he really can't be killed.

Although his current body does not seem to have any deadly vitals, if someone cuts off his head, he doubts whether he can grow a head again...

Also, even if he is really immortal, if this secret is leaked out, then his situation will probably be very unfavorable.

So, looking at the row of swaying candles on the desk, Colin gradually made up his mind...

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The two or three hours before sunrise are when people sleep most peacefully.

Even the guards on duty can't help but doze off right now.

However, they were quickly awakened by a scream: "It's on fire! It's on fire!"

The Greycastle in the dark instantly became lively, and the busy servants and guards carried it. The bucket rushed to Colin's bedroom, trying to put out the raging fire.

At the same time, Colin himself quietly jumped from the window on the other side of Greycastle, rolled on the spot, and then hurried away under the cover of night.

Suddenly, Colin stopped abruptly, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

With a rustling sound, a kitten emerged from the bushes in front of Colin.

"Meow——" The kitten seemed to recognize the stupid human who had just been defeated by him during the day, and suddenly became arrogant.

Colin was relaxed, grabbing the kitten by the back of his neck and carrying it in front of him, smiling: "Hey, since you found out, then you can go with me."

"Meow——"

"Well, just right, you can be a mobile blood bag."

"Meow?"