The Original Vampire

The coffin of the Duke of St. Hilde is in the nave of the church.

Who would have thought that just yesterday, the Duke of the North had presided over the wedding of Colin and Vera, but now, he has closed his eyes forever.

The elusive fate is like pollen in the water doing Brownian motion, and its next trajectory can never be predicted with the limited wisdom of mortals.

The coffin was open, and a group of nobles from the north took turns to come forward to express their condolences.

Colin held Vera's hand and stood beside the coffin, staring blankly at the Duke's body, wondering what he was thinking.

The broken body of Duke St. Hilde has been spliced ​​together again. The craftsmanship of the masons is quite good. Except for the cracks that are difficult to erase, there is no difference at all from the original.

Anyone who has tried to put a broken vase back together will understand how difficult it is.

In the death of Duke St. Hilde, in a sense, Colin was also an accomplice.

If it wasn't for the blood slave he controlled to stop at the most critical moment of Mr. Ho's spell casting, I'm afraid this forbidden spell would not be successful at all.

If he did it again, Colin would still choose to stop and let Duke St. Hilde die.

He would never forget the humiliation the Duke of the North had brought him, as well as the harm to Vera and Marquis Garcia.

Missing this opportunity, he really didn't know how to deal with this figure who stood at the peak of the northern realm in both force and intelligence.

I am afraid that from now on, Colin can only be at the mercy of the Duke of the North, as he did at the Vera's coming-of-age ceremony.

Although this ruthless Duke of the North is currently on the side of Colin, his existence will only bring infinite pressure to Colin. One day when he is in the North, Colin can only be a man with his tail between his legs.

And you have to always worry about whether you will become a pawn that the opponent will sacrifice at will.

Even though Colin is now the son-in-law of the duke, this duke is a ruthless character who even sells his own son. A son-in-law is nothing.

This can be regarded as Vera in disguise, and Marquis Garcia avenged.

As for whether this would cause the situation in the north to collapse, Ke Lin was not too worried.

Chaos is the ladder.

Although Marquis Dawson's words were disturbing and kind, they won Colin's heart.

For a careerist like Colin, a chaotic north might be more suitable for him.

So, the Duke is better off dead.

The only thing that makes Colin feel a pity is that after Duke Saint Hilde was petrified, he didn't know where the blood went.

Otherwise, he can take the opportunity to taste how sweet the blood of the paladins is.

After the nobles finished mourning, the Bishop of Perth stepped forward and sprinkled holy water into the coffin, chanting prayers.

Finally, under the guidance of the bishop, everyone observed a moment of silence for Duke St. Hilde.

This is the end of the wake ceremony, but the Duke of St. Hilde cannot be buried yet.

After all, he was the former Lord of the North. The body of Duke St. Hilde could not be buried in a cemetery in Ice Rock City like Charles, who has no title, but must be transported back to Winter City for a grand funeral.

At that time, the imperial family will send people to participate.

At the same time, it will also decide who will be the new Duke of the North.

"Colin, I'll stay to watch the night, you can go back."

After everyone left, Vera turned her head and whispered to Colin.

Her face was a little pale, and there was an undisguised sadness in her eyes, but more of it was worry and confusion.

Colin held the other's cold little hand and said warmly, "I'll stay and watch the night with you."

"Okay." Vera pursed her lips and smiled, hugged Colin's arm, rested her head on his shoulder, and let out a long sigh of relief.

As Bishop of Perth closed the door of the temple, only Colin and Vera were left in the entire hall.

The cold moonlight shines on the marble floor through the colored glass, and merges with the brilliance of the magic crystal chandelier to form strange patterns.

Si Si Breeze got in from nowhere, and brought the tranquility of the spring night into the hall.

"Colin..." Vera suddenly spoke, her voice seemed to come from a distant starry sky, deep and ethereal.

"What's wrong?" Colin turned to kiss Vera's hair.

"You said... should I hate him?"

"What do you think?"

Colin did not give an answer, because he understood that at this time, what Vera needed might not be an answer, but a talk.

No matter how bad the Duke of St. Hilde's behavior was, it was irrefutable that he had brought up Vera for 20 years.

What's more, he gave Vera what she needed most - identity.

Colin didn't know which beauty Marquis Garcia gave birth to Vera, but without the Duke's adoption, she would only be a despised illegitimate daughter.

"I don't know either..." Vera's tone was faint.

However, Colin did not hear a trace of hatred from it.

"If you don't know, just keep this question in your heart for a while. Maybe one day, when you look back at an experience, you will have the answer."

Colin decisively sent a "chicken soup" to soothe the girl's injured heart.

Vera savored Colin's words, and her brows stretched a lot: "I understand, thank you, Colin."

so coaxing...

Colin smiled and patted Vera's arm, signaling her not to think too much.

The hall fell silent again, and Colin, bored, began to study the lines on Duke St. Hilde in the coffin, as if there were some secrets hidden in it.

But it didn't take long for Vera to ask again, "Colin, what did you say your father was killed by?"

"I guess it should be a spell, but to kill a Paladin, I'm afraid it must be a forbidden spell."

Having said that, Colin suddenly remembered the scene in the Falling Eagle City that he saw through the eyes of the blood slave.

The terrifying sight of the fire burning the city made Colin feel a biting chill.

"I guess it's also a forbidden spell." Vera nodded. "Also, it's very similar to a forbidden spell I've seen before."

"Oh?" Collin suddenly cheered up. He suddenly remembered that the wife beside him was also a mage, so he might know some useful information.

Then he asked: "Do you know this forbidden spell?"

Vera nodded and shook her head again: "I have seen a similar forbidden spell in the teacher's library. However, it is impossible to release that forbidden spell now, because the most important casting material is no longer available. turn up."

"Oh? What is the forbidden spell?"

"Petrified Eye."

"Petrified Eye?" Colin looked at the Duke of Saint Hilde, who became a stone statue in the coffin, and was a little surprised.

"Yes. However, this forbidden spell is not the same as the petrified eye. I remember that the forbidden spell of the petrified eye uses the caster's eyes as a release medium. Anyone who looks directly into the caster's eyes will become stone. .

However, on the day of my father's surgery, there was no suspicious caster in the Red Fort, and I also looked up and saw the mysterious blue eye in the sky, but it was not petrified.

Therefore, although the two are similar, they are definitely not the same forbidden spell. "

"It is estimated to be a new spell modified from the Forbidden Curse of the Petrified Eye." Colin touched his chin, and then he noticed an important message in Vera's narrative, "You said you were in the teacher's library. See the casting scroll of the Petrified Eye?"

"Yes."

"Who is your teacher?"

"It's the vice-speaker of the Yeville Mage Council - Lord Kusius."

"Khusius?" Of course Colin had never heard of this name, he knew almost nothing about the city of Mage, Yeville.

"Then do you know Mr. Qi?" Colin said the name of the real spellcaster.

"Well, I met him a few times in Yeville. His origin is very mysterious, and his relationship with the teacher seems to be quite good. They often exchange research experience together."

Colin looked at Vera, who was confused, and said bluntly: "Actually, this Mr. Ho is a descendant of the Saint Theon family."

"Saint Theon?" Vera was surprised.

"Yes, and, I suspect, it was this gentleman who killed Duke St. Hilde."

Vera frowned: "Then... do you think that Mr. Ho developed the forbidden spell to kill his father based on the petrified eyes collected by the teacher?"

"Probably."

Vera pondered for a moment, and immediately said: "Then I will write to the teacher after I go back and ask him about this matter."

"Well, it's best to ask him again, what are the conditions for releasing this forbidden spell, what is the price to pay, and is there a way to break it?" Ke Lin was a little worried that one day he would become the target of this forbidden spell.

This forbidden spell is too terrifying, the Paladins can be directly petrified, and he feels that if he becomes a target, the characteristics of the blood clan may not be able to save him.

"OK."