The Original Vampire

　　 "Have you heard? The black cavalry is nearby, and someone will be sent to meet us soon!"

　　 "Black Cavalry? Really?"

　　 "Of course it is true! I saw a black cavalry guard ride into our camp last night, and Miss Vera personally received him."

　　 "So, are we safe?"

　　 "Nonsense! With black cavalry nearby, the trolls have the guts to come?"

　　...

　　Similar conversations are going on in every corner of the camp.

　　 The tension in the air was completely wiped out, replaced by a kind of surviving excitement.

　　 It seems that the three words "Black Cavalry" have some special magic power. As long as they are nearby, they represent absolute safety.

　　The reason is also very simple.

　　The Black Cavalry is the most powerful army in the northern part of the empire!

　　 Yes, the most powerful, not one of them.

　　 The number of this army is actually not much, only 50,000.

　　 However, it is an army composed of pure cavalry!

　　 This army of fifty thousand cavalrymen is a well-deserved patron saint of the North, and it is also a lingering nightmare in the heart of trolls.

　　 "咚咚咚..."

　　 Approaching noon, the earth suddenly began to tremble.

　　 A black torrent flows out of the horizon, and quickly rushes towards the river bay camp.

　　 However, everyone in the camp did not panic, because they had already seen the black lion flag flying in the wind!

　　 The coat of arms of the St. Hild family, the lord of the north, is a golden lion, so in the north, no other family dares to use a lion as a coat of arms.

　　The person who came is naturally from the Saint-Hilde family, but ordinary people in the Saint-Hilde family dare not change the golden lion to black.

　　 Only one person is an exception.

　　He is the younger brother of the contemporary Northland Duke and the supreme commander of the Black Cavalry-Marquis Garcia Saint Hild.

　　 Unlike the imaginary title of the duke's eldest son, Charles Marquis, the Marquis of Garcia is the real titled lord.

　　 is also the only real marquis in the north.

His territory occupies almost a quarter of the entire Northern Territory, and it is this vast expanse of land that allows the Marquis Garcia to support such a tiger and wolf army composed of pure cavalry. division.

　　 As the army approached, Vera also came out to greet him personally.

　　 Behind her, excited, excited, and even fanatical soldiers gathered.

　　In the North, almost all aspiring young people regard joining the Black Cavalry as their highest honor.

　　 But the enlistment standards of the Black Cavalry are extremely strict.

　　 is so harsh that one wonders if the black cavalry doesn't want to recruit new recruits.

　　 "The law of the law..."

　　 The black cavalry began to slow down amid the neighing of horses.

The knight in the black cloak headed by 　　 lifted the visor of the helmet, revealing a majestic face.

　　 "Uncle Garcia!"

　　Vila couldn't help but yelled out, tears flickering in her eyes.

　　 The hardships, fights, and life and deaths encountered during the escape on the way all made this 18-year-old aristocratic girl exhausted, and now that she finally saw the mainstay, she inevitably got a little gaffe.

　　 The Marquis Garcia got off his horse and walked to Vera with a gentle smile:

"Welcome home!"

　　Vera didn't care about maintaining the noble etiquette, so she took a few steps and threw herself into the arms of Marquis Garcia.

　　 "Hahaha!" The Marquis Garcia burst out laughing suddenly, reached out and patted Vera's back gently, "It seems that I was really frightened by those trolls, don't be afraid, uncle will help you get revenge!"

　　 "Uncle~~" Vera suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

　　 "Don't worry, none of the trolls who invaded the north will want to go back alive!" The Marquis looked at Vera's white hair, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "I said it!"

　　 When such almost arrogant remarks came out of the Marquis Garcia, they seemed to be taken for granted.

　　 No one dared to doubt whether the Marquis Garcia was capable of fulfilling his promise.

　　 This Marquis commanding the Black Cavalry is like a **** on the battlefield!

　　 "I have seen the Lord Marquis!" The Bliss Knight also hurried forward to salute.

　　 "Knight Bliss." Marquis Garcia noticed the empty right arm of the opponent, "It's a pity that you lost an arm..."

　　 "My opponent is even more regretful, he lost a head!"

　　 "Hahaha! Good! This is what the Northern Knights should have!"

　　 The Marquis of Garcia thumped Bliss' chest a few times, making no secret of his appreciation.

　　 The Bliss Knight, who has always been calm and even indifferent, rarely shows respect and even fanaticism when facing this northern warlord at this time.

Not to mention the soldiers behind, most of them were the first time they saw the legendary Marquis of the North. They were all red with excitement, as if waiting for the order of the Marquis Garcia, they would swear to follow the giant. Go to the devil.

　　 Even the big filial son Thrall, who has always been above the top, looked at the tall figure of the Marquis Garcia at this time, and he was almost too excited to hold on to himself.

　　 "I want to be like him!"

　　 Thrall secretly swears in his heart.

　　 After the Marquis Garcia finished calming the zealous soldiers, Vera finally came forward and asked:

　　 "Uncle, there are many wounded in the camp. Please arrange for doctors and priests to go and treat them immediately! In addition, there is a knight who is seriously injured and dying..."

"Don't worry, after I got the news, I brought the doctors and priests with the army specially." Marquis Garcia pointed to a gray-haired old priest behind him, and introduced to Vera, "Even Archbishop Raven also I brought it together."

　　 "It is my honor to be able to serve you!" Archbishop Raven bowed to Vera and saluted.

　　 "Then I will trouble you!" Vera sighed with relief. Although she did not know the Archbishop Raven, she knew that the position of the archbishop could not be held by ordinary priests.

　　 In the entire northern territory, the Glory Church only arranged three archbishops.

　　 The profession of priest is not the main battle profession, and the combat effectiveness is not strong.

　　 Their main job, in addition to serving the Lord of Radiance and spreading the glory of the Lord, is to host baptisms and treat injuries.

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　　 Therefore, this class is not like fighters, knights, and mages, which can be divided into ranks by strength, but generally speaking, the higher the position a pastor holds in the church, the stronger his healing ability.

　　 According to Vera, the Archbishop Raven should be the Lord of Radiance's response to her previous prayers.

　　 So, she didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and quickly led Archbishop Raven and others to the tent where Colin was.

　　 The Marquis of Garcia also followed.

　　He was curious about the origin of the knight who could make his niece so nervous.

　　 Coming to the outside of the tent, Vera and Raven walked straight in.

　　 But the Marquis of Garcia stopped.

　　 "What's your name?" He had already noticed the man who had been guarding outside the tent.

　　 When everyone gathered around to greet him before, only this man still stood by here, holding on.

　　 "Honorable Marquis, my name is Raymond Morburn, and I am a knight of the Anglia family."

　　 "The one in there is..."

　　 "Inside is the son of the Baron-Knight Colin Anglia."

　　 The Marquis of Garcia nodded, patted Leimon's shoulder twice for comfort, and then walked into the tent.

　　 "How is the injury of the Colin Knight?"

　　 "Not so good..." Archbishop Raven frowned and said, "Actually, he can survive this kind of injury. This is a miracle in itself!"

　　 "Please do your best!" Vera begged from the side.

　　 Raven glanced at Vera, then exchanged a look with Marquis Garcia, and then took out an exquisite vial:

　　 "Then, I can only try holy water."