The Original Vampire

The night was dark, and the dwarf camp was quiet and solemn.

"Father, haven't you rested so late?"

Marquis Dawson looked up and saw his second son, Wells Dawson, walking in.

Wells has a white face, no dwarf's rosacea, and his beard is well-groomed. If it weren't for the fact that he was not tall due to racial restrictions, he would be considered a handsome and handsome young man.

"It's so late, what are you doing here with me?" Marquis Dawson frowned.

For his second son, Marquis Dawson actually didn't like it.

Because he felt that he was too pampered, he did not have the strength and tenacity unique to the dwarves, and he only indulged in women.

However, fortunately, the eldest son of Marquis Dawson is not bad enough to inherit the family business, so for this second son, Marquis Dawson will leave it alone.

Wells was a little afraid of his father, leaned over carefully, and said mysteriously, "Father, I just got some amazing news!"

"What's the news?" Marquis Dawson said indifferently, and immersed himself in reviewing the mountains of documents.

Wells was a little depressed about his father's perfunctory attitude.

He knows that he is not valued by his father, but he has always been unwilling. Now, he feels that his chance to turn over has come!

"Father, this is news that can decide the life and death of the Dawson family!"

"Speak." Marquis Dawson was a little impatient.

A trace of resentment flashed across Wells' face, and he said in a low voice, "Father, I heard that the Marquis of Maynum is going to give you to the Saint Hilde family in exchange for the other party's approval of the dwarves to establish a country!"

The quill in Marquis Dawson's hand finally stopped, looked up at his second son with burning eyes, and asked in a deep voice:

"Where did you hear this news?"

Wells dodged his eyes and said hesitantly, "Father, shouldn't you worry about the betrayal of the Maynum family first?"

Marquis Dawson glared and shouted angrily, "Stop talking nonsense! Answer my question!"

"Yes... Archbishop Adjani sent someone to inform me..."

"How did she notify you? Why did she notify you?"

"I...I..." Looking at his father's increasingly fierce eyes,

Wells was speechless, speechless.

"idiot!"

Marquis Dawson's beard and hair are full, like a exposed lion.

I saw him kick Wells to the ground with one kick, then pounced on him again, grabbed his collar and asked fiercely:

"Are you secretly contacting people from the church? Are you?"

Wells nodded shaky.

Then, he was punched into a panda eye by his father.

Wells screamed exaggeratedly, and the voice even attracted the guards on duty outside the account.

However, after seeing the scene where the father beat the son, the guard slipped out again, as if he had become accustomed to it.

"Father, don't, don't fight!" Wells cried, "I really didn't sell military secrets! I really didn't!"

Marquis Dawson did not believe such nonsense.

He knew his son very well, and while beating, he cursed:

"Mindless idiot! How many times have I told you that Adjani is a beautiful snake that eats people! How dare you secretly court her at this time!

What is her identity? Is it something you, a dwarf who has no right to inherit a title, can expect?

She is just taking advantage of you!

Take advantage of you! "

...

After a long while, Marquis Dawson seemed to finally be tired of beating, and then he stopped.

Wells slumped to the ground half-dead, screaming weakly from time to time.

"Speak!" Marquis Dawson kicked his son again. "What did she tell you?"

Wells hugged his scarred body and suddenly felt very aggrieved - you didn't let me contact Adjani, why do you want to know what she said to me?

Of course, Wells only dared to slander such words in his heart.

"She, she said... The Maynum family has reached an agreement with the Saint Hilde family. As long as you are handed over, the Saint Hilde family will agree to peace talks and allow the dwarves to establish a country in the north."

Marquis Dawson didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all, but asked: "Why did Adjani tell you this?"

"Father, the situation in Winter City is actually very tense. Although on the surface, Vera and Colin have gained the upper hand with the help of the Golden Lions, but secretly, Master Joyce also has a lot of support. By.

Of course, these supporters did not want to see Vera successfully resolve the rebellion in the north, thereby inheriting the dukeship.

And Archbishop Adjani is one of the supporters of Master Joyce. "

Marquis Dawson looked at his son blankly and asked, "So she wants to destroy the peace talks?"

"Yes." Wells nodded again and again, "She hopes to join forces with our Dawson family! This is a letter she wrote to you personally!"

With that said, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Marquis Dawson.

Marquis Dawson did not read the letter, but continued to stare at Wells with indifferent eyes, and asked, "Have you told the church about our situation?"

Wells wanted to shake his head, but looking at his father's stern eyes, he could only say hesitantly, "Yes, I said something...but it's not a military secret, I swear!"

"What did you say?" Marquis Dawson's eyes became more and more gloomy.

"I just told the other party that Prince Leahy killed Mr. Ho. That's all! There are so many witnesses to this incident, even if I don't say it, the church will have a way to find out sooner or later!"

Marquis Dawson sighed in his heart that his son was too stupid.

It is no wonder that the messengers sent by the Maynum family wanted to have peace talks, but were made difficult by such crucial information being disclosed to the church.

Because the other party knew that the most important chip on the dwarf side was gone.

However, it seems that in order to be able to reach a reconciliation with the Saint Hilde family, the Maynum family is really likely to sell the Dawson family.

Just as Marquis Dawson pondered, Wells was still rambled to justify himself:

"Father, in fact, Archbishop Adjani is a reliable person.

The relationship between me and her is not what you imagined. For a holy and pious priest like the archbishop, I only have infinite reverence in my heart, and I dare not have the slightest blasphemy!

Moreover, I can see that the current situation of the Archbishop in Winter City is not good. Vera and Colin and his wife used the Golden Lion Legion to forcibly suppress the resistance in the Lion's Roar Castle, trying to push an adopted daughter who is a mage to the north. The position of the Duke of Jing, this is really ridiculous!

Although Master Joyce is temporarily suppressed, you have to believe that there are still many upright northern knights in the city, and they will not allow it..."

"Shut up!" Marquis Dawson interrupted Wells impatiently.

Wells shrank his head and didn't dare to speak again.

"You are just a pawn in the opponent's hand, do you really think that you have gained Adjani's favor?

Moreover, the information provided by the other party this time may not be true.

Even if it is true, it may just be a diversion scheme by the Saint Hilde family!

Only an idiot like you with a brain full of wine and beauties would not know that, being deceived and deceived! "

Wells opened his mouth, wanting to justify the goddess in his heart, but when he saw his father's fierce eyes, he didn't dare to refute it, so he hugged his knees timidly, like a quail in the rain.

When Marquis Dawson saw his unpromising appearance, he suddenly became angry, and finally he had to sigh, waved his hand helplessly, and cursed: "Go back to sleep!"

"Yes." Wells got up from the ground with a grin and walked out carefully.

Behind him, Marquis Dawson's voice was in a bad tone: "Remember, if I find out who you are in private contact with the church, I will break your leg!"

"Yes..." Wells hurriedly accelerated his pace and ran away as if he was escaping.

Marquis Dawson sighed lonely and shook his head, as if he had despaired of this son.

Then, he picked up the letterhead that Wells gave him just now, ready to see what kind of cake this Archbishop Adjani had drawn for the Dawson family.

After opening the letter, Marquis Dawson frowned immediately.

This letter... how is this?

Before Marquis Dawson could study it, footsteps came from outside the tent, followed by a notification from the guards:

"My lord, the Marquis of Maynum asks to see you!"

"Please come in."