Original Vampire

The winter three years ago.

A snowy night.

Marquis Garcia hurried back to Winter City.

Entering the Lion's Roar all the way, the Lord Marquis didn't even change his clothes, so he went straight to the Duke's study.

"Boom boom."

"Come in."

Marquis Garcia pushed in, and there was only Duke Saint Hild in the study.

"It's been a tough journey. Sit down, have a glass of ale, and warm it up."

Marquis Garcia took the glass from the big brother and drank it in one go.

The wind, frost, ice and cold along the way were completely driven out of the body.

"What's the matter with finding me back in such a hurry?"

"How is the situation on the frontline?"

"It's still the same, Gambik has been beaten by me I'm scared, I shrink in the military fort and dare not go out into the field."

"Hehe, that Old Tortoise!"

Marquis Garcia poured himself another glass of ale and sipped it. While waiting for his big brother's following.

He knew very well that the Duke was so anxious to summon himself back, definitely not for the few questions just now.

"Someone suggested to me a strategy to help you get Gambik out of the turtle shell."

"Oh? Tell me!" Marquis Garcia suddenly became interested .

"First of all, you must retreat from the front line."

"This alone is probably not enough."

"Well, your Black Cavalry will also withdraw. Come down."

"Who will the defense of the frontline be given to?"

"Charles."

Hearing this, Marquis Garcia immediately browsed tightly knit, he After hesitating for a while, he thoughtfully said in his tone: "Charles... I am afraid he still lacks some experience."

"Hehe, if you don't let a little boy go to the front, how can Gambik get out of the tortoise shell? Get out?"

"But war is not a child’s play. If you do this, it is likely to be self-defeating and bring a fiasco to the North!"

"Success, always requires It's a price!" Duke Saint Hild's eyes were very firm, "This time, I am ready to ruin an army!"

"What?" Marquis Garcia was shocked and inexplicable, almost thinking that he was big Brother is crazy.

But Duke Saint Hild’s serious expression didn’t seem to be joking at all, so he continued to say:

"I ask you, if you are unsuspecting, Black Cavalry Encountered Gambik's troll army in the wild, you have several points of sure to win?"

"If Gambik is unguarded, and if there is no castle nearby that can be avoided, then I am very sure!" Marquis Garcia There is a strong self-confidence in the tone.

"Okay! Then let's finish our work!" Duke Saint Hild slapped the table hard and said flatly, "I have had enough of those soul of a deceased has not yet dispersed trolls, I want to completely cut off their claws reaching into the north!

So, you come down and change Charles up.

Let him lose one game and let Gambik experience victory. Taste.

After the trolls have looted in the north, they will naturally return to the Troll City with their belongings and glory.

At that time, you can lead the Black Cavalry to chase after. Go up and kill them completely unprepared!"

Marquis Garcia still browses tightly knit: "Even if you are willing to ruin an army, you are willing to send the north city to troll for looting, but how can you guarantee , Will troll be defenseless when it retreats?"

"This requires us to act a scene."

"How to act?"

"I transferred you away from the front line and fell into the eyes of those with a heart. I would definitely think that I was starting to be jealous of you. Therefore, you can also show some dissatisfaction with me in due course...

There will be a large number of private armies of lords in the army that Charles buried. This will inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of various families in the north. When the time comes, if someone incites me, it will easily cause you to try to gather your hearts. Dissatisfied lords, want to fight my situation.

At this time, troll will definitely feel that we are overwhelmed and will not be guarded..."

"Did you forget A key question?" Marquis Garcia interrupted suddenly.

"What's the problem?"

"Will I be really dissatisfied with you?" Marquis Garcia's eyes flickered. Territory army. When the time comes, isn’t my Black Cavalry even more uncontrollable?"

Duke Saint Hild suddenly smiled: "Do you know that when Talos Uman proposed this strategy to me? At the time, I also considered whether you will have the possibility of making a fake show."

"This is a strategy proposed by Count Uman? Okay, what do you think? Will I be fake? Is the play really done?"

Duke Saint Hild did not directly answer this question, but continued with what he said just now: "At the time I was thinking, if Talos didn't expect you might be a fake It’s okay to do this.

If he thinks about it, but deliberately misses it...

Or, he is very confident in our relationship. I think we’re impossible, or we’re hiding evil intentions and pretending to deal with troll, but in fact we want to cause civil unrest in the North!"

Marquis Garcia froze for a while, then looked down at the wine glass in his hand, as if Also thinking about the true intentions of Count Uman.

But Duke Saint Hild didn’t give his younger brother more time to think, and directly expressed his thoughts:

"No matter what Talos Uman’s true intentions are, But I know that you will not betray me."

"You are so confident?" Marquis Garcia looked cold, "When I have the power to control the situation in the North, how can you be sure of me? Will you not be tempted?"

"Of course you will be tempted. But betrayal is just not enough for loyalty. Therefore, I will add to your loyalty!"

"Plus What code?"

"After Charles is defeated, he will be deprived of the Marquis position."

"That's it?"

"Of course not only." Duke Saint Hild laughed and continued, "Vera will inherit the throne of this Marquis!"

Marquis Garcia expression congeals.

He was finally moved.

But then, he felt deeply puzzled: "In order to eliminate the threat of troll, are you willing to pay such a high price?"

"No. It's not just troll. A threat." Duke Saint Hild shook his head grimly.

"Who else?"

"Do you know where the biggest threat to our northern border now comes from?"

"Isn't it troll?"

Duke Saint Hild shook his head again, said solemnly:

"External threats will only make us stronger and more united, and will not crush us.

Only threats from within are the things that can actually corrupt the foundation of Saint Hild’s ruling family!"

Marquis Garcia froze for a moment before realizing what his big brother said: "You mean, North Those lords of the realm?"

"Yes!" Duke Saint Hild gnashing teeth said, "Do you know how many territories are directly under the Saint Hild family?

You know How many years has the family been unable to make ends meet?

Do you know why I have refused to ban the trade with troll?

Don’t I know that this kind of trade is actually a rival?

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But what can I do?

The family needs this profit!

It seems that the entire northern territory belongs to me, but now I am even re-canonizing it A little Baron will hesitate for a long time!

And you!

My good younger brother!

You keep troll out of the north, this Of course it’s a good thing.

However, this also completely blocked the replacement of the old and new lords of the Northern Territory!

If troll cannot come in, no one will be deprived of the title because of the loss of territory. Therefore, there are more and more nobles in the north, but less and less land under the name of the family!

You always complain that I refuse to reward your meritorious officials, but you don’t want to think about it either. What shall I use to seal it?

Or I will give you the title of duke!

You will be in charge of this northern territory!"

Marquis Garcia Looking at the angry big brother, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Duke Saint Hild’s face flashed an abnormal red in the silence, which was caught by Marquis Garcia: "Big brother, your injury..."

"Can’t die for now !" Duke Saint Hild gasped, "But it didn't take long to live."

Marquis Garcia looked sad.

"younger brother, help me this time!

I will bear all the costs and all the notoriety!

As long as you are willing to help me, The Saint Hild family can definitely be reborn from the ashes!

And this new northern territory will also be handed over to your biological daughter!"

Marquis Garcia did not speak.

Duke Saint Hild still stared at his younger brother's eyes, as if he would never give up if he didn't agree.

There was a long silence in the room.

Only the sound of burning wood came from the fireplace.

I don’t know how long it took, Marquis Garcia finally sighed:

"Okay, I will help you."