The Original Vampire

The bleak autumn wind rolled up the fallen leaves, and there were few passers-by on the streets of Yinyue City.

Having just experienced a tragic coup, this half-elf king city is still under military control.

The slave market in the west of the city is no longer as prosperous as it used to be.

The Hyacinth Chamber of Commerce has long been surrounded by half-elf guards in full armor, and they are constantly moving various things out of it.

In a dark alley a thousand meters away from the Chamber of Commerce, Rose Savoy sneaked out his head and carefully observed the situation of his Chamber of Commerce.

Obviously, things are not going well.

Ever since the head of his brother Sith landed in the palace from the sky, Ross knew that this Savoy family's operation had failed again.

However, he was not too desperate, because Queen Elsa did not kill the Savoy family, but just expelled them.

Half-elf nobles also have a tradition of forgiving losers.

What's more, for the Miller family, not only do they not hate the Savoy family, but they want to thank them. If they hadn't launched this coup, the half-elf throne might not have fallen to them.

However, although the people of the Savoy family were kept, their assets were obviously confiscated.

Ross sighed, took a last look at the Hyacinth Chamber of Commerce, and was about to turn away.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw a man in black robe standing quietly in the shadow behind him, staring at him coldly.

"Ho... Mr. Ho, why did you come to Silvermoon City?"

A mocking sneer emerged from the corner of Mr. Ho's mouth: "What? Can't I come?"

"Of course. Just as you have seen, our family has just suffered a great disaster... so I can't entertain you."

Mr. Hoo ignored Ross' politeness and asked directly, "Do you know why you failed?"

Ross shook his head and asked respectfully, "Please advise."

"Because you are too greedy!" Mr. Ho said in a cold tone, "Also, you didn't do what I told you to do."

There was also a trace of anger on Rose's face, as if the resentment and fear that had accumulated in the past few days had suddenly erupted:

"According to your instructions? Mr. Ho, you were not in Silvermoon City at that time, how did you know the situation we were facing?

The development of things is beyond everyone's expectations, and my brother and I can only adapt to changes! "

"According to your needs?" Mr. Ho chuckled, "This is the first time I've heard someone describe 'betrayal' in this way."

"Betrayal?" Ross also seemed to be willing to go out of his way, and growled angrily, "Do you really think that our Savoy family is still a dog raised by your family?

wake up!

Now is not three hundred years ago!

You have become a lost dog yourself, and you can only survive on the support of trolls!

Still counting on our loyalty?

When you dare to show up in the sun without that damn hood, talk to us Savoy about loyalty! "

Facing Ross' harsh sarcasm, Mr. Ho was not angry, but sighed and said leisurely:

"Yeah, more than three hundred years. The world has almost forgotten my family.

The former loyal servant also began to find another way out, forgetting the oath of the past..."

After a pause, Mr. Go suddenly laughed: "However, I didn't expect your loyalty from the very beginning.

After the last lesson in the North, I have understood that oaths are ridiculous, loyal, and just bubbles in the sun. They look dazzling, but they are actually vulnerable. "

Mr. Ho took a few steps forward, and his smile grew brighter:

"But I think the most ridiculous thing is you guys.

You think you are smart, you don't want to be a pawn, you want to be a chess player.

But in fact, you can't see the chess game at all,

Don't even know where the real chess eye is. "

Mr. Ho's words left Ross at a loss, not understanding what he meant.

But Mr. Ho didn't seem to expect him to understand at all, as if he was just telling himself:

"You only see this Silvermoon City in your eyes, and you only know how to stare at the half-elf throne.

Hehe, but how can these insignificant things qualify as the real focus of this game of chess? "

Ross probably understood this time, but this feeling of being despised made him even more angry, and he couldn't help but sneer again: "Now that the overall situation of Silvermoon City has been decided, what can you do?"

"The overall situation has been decided?" Mr. Ho chuckled, shook his head and said, "My ultimate move hasn't come out yet. Besides, didn't I tell you, Silvermoon City is just an insignificant corner of the chessboard, and I have decided to The outcome of this game of chess cannot be determined.”

"Heh, what's your ultimate move?" The more Ross looked at this pretentious Mr. Goosebump now, the more unpleasant he was.

"My ultimate move..." Halfway through Mr. Ho's words, his voice suddenly dropped, and the words in his mouth became slurred.

Ross didn't hear clearly, and took two steps forward curiously. Just as he was about to ask, he found that he was speechless.

He just felt as if a burning charcoal was stuck in his throat, so hot that he almost burst into flames.

In the next second, he really spewed fire.

Then, the fire quickly ignited his face, his head, his neck, and spread to his whole body...

In the end, Rose turned into a pile of ashes in the painful struggle.

"My ultimate move, you are not qualified to know."

Mr. Ho sneered, his eyes passed through the dark alley, and looked in the direction of the north.

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North, Falling Eagle City.

Fat businessman Oliver, sweating profusely, welcomed a luxuriously dressed woman into the Tulip Chamber of Commerce.

"Ms. Penny, we can't go on like this! We don't sell the food, although we can make a lot of money on the rise of food prices, but... but I'm afraid we won't live to make this money! "

Penny's burgundy eyes stared at Oliver coldly, and asked back, "What are you afraid of? Don't worry, with me, Lord Earl will not arrest you on the charge of hoarding food."

For this, Oliver believed.

After all, the other party is Earl Uman's favorite lover, so he is naturally sure of getting the Earl.

However, Oliver still said anxiously: "Ma'am, I'm not worried about the count."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"I'm worried about the slaves and commoners who are going mad with hunger! Did you know that this spring, when trolls invaded, a lot of fields missed spring ploughing, and now the famine has begun to spread in the north!

At this time, we are holding on to the food we have stockpiled and not selling it. I am afraid... I am afraid that people will starve to death! "

"It's just a group of slaves and pariahs. If you die, you will die." Penny looked unmoved, as if she herself was no longer of the same class.

"Ma'am, have you ever been hungry?" Oliver became impatient, and some words no longer concealed, "I have been hungry! Besides, I know that feeling, life is better than death!

It will turn people into madmen, into beasts, into terrifying devourers..."

Penny looked at Oliver coldly and smiled, "Go ahead."

Oliver hesitated for a moment, but still did not dare to speak.

"Isn't it a rebellion?" Penny said in a relaxed tone.

"Since you know, why..."

"Take care of yourself, Mr. Oliver, you won't be starving."

Penny patted Oliver's plump face lightly, and added:

"But if you're doing something you shouldn't be doing...that's not necessarily the case."