The Original Vampire

The soft light of the crystal chandelier illuminates the nave.

Count Falco stepped on the thick light yellow wool carpet and slowly walked into the hall.

At this time, it was already dark, and there was only one old priest who was on duty at night in the church.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm looking for Archbishop Adjani."

The old priest frowned immediately: "Sorry, it's too late today, the archbishop has rested. You can wait again tomorrow..."

"Count Falco." At this moment, Bishop Emeritus suddenly appeared in the hall and greeted Count Falco, "Please come with me."

Count Falco smiled apologetically at the old priest, and then followed the emeritus bishop to the backyard of the church.

On this mission to Winter City, his father, Marquis Dawson, asked him to find a way to meet Archbishop Adjani.

Although the unreliable guy in Wells often does stupid things, he has also contacted the church leader in the north after all. Now that the peace talks with the St. Hilde family have reached an impasse, the Dawson family is ready to try the church. There may be some surprises along the way.

"Dong dong dong."

Bishop Emeritus knocked on the door softly, and a lazy voice came from inside: "Come in."

"Count Falco, please." Bishop Emeritus gestured with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, Bishop!" Count Falco smiled at Bishop Emeritus, then pushed the door open.

This room should be the parish dedicated to the archbishop. Although the interior is not luxurious, it is quite exquisite.

As soon as Falco entered the door, he saw the back of Archbishop Adjani, who was standing quietly in front of the window, looking at the dark night sky in the distance.

Perhaps because it was not a public occasion, the archbishop tonight was not wearing a priest's robe, but a purple dress. The dark clothes formed a strong contrast with her white skin, which further highlighted her out-of-this-world temperament, as if she was born into the world. Angel.

On the windowsill beside Adjani, there was a crystal vase containing half a bottle of water, with a bunch of purple irises in the water, which just matched the color of Adjani's clothes.

The evening wind outside the window blows the iris petals,

Also diffuses an intoxicating fragrance into the room.

"Good evening, Count Falco."

Adjani didn't turn around, just lowered her head and fiddled with the petals of the iris.

But just such a back figure has already made Count Falco's heart beat faster and his mouth dry.

He finally understood why his brother was so obsessed with this woman.

"Good evening, Your Excellency the Archbishop! I take the liberty of visiting, and I hope that your rest is not disturbed."

Adjani pointed sideways at a small round table in the room, and said softly, "Don't be so nervous, sit down and have a drink."

Count Falco thanked him, sat down at the table, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

The bitter taste lifted Count Falco's spirit slightly. When he saw Adjani looking out of the window in a daze, he spoke again:

"His Excellency Archbishop, I came to you this time mainly to thank your father for the news you delivered last time. Although the Marquis of Maynum has not been fooled by the Saint Hilde family, the Dawson family still appreciates your kind reminder. ."

"Really? The relationship between the Maynum family and the Dawson family really surprises me."

Because Adjani turned her back to Count Falco, he couldn't see her expression, so he nodded with a smile:

"Don't worry, we dwarves have been fighting for this common goal for thousands of years. It is not a simple act of provocation that can divide our alliance."

At this time, there was a faint noise outside the window, and the expression on Adjani's face also became very exciting.

Although Count Falco was a little curious about what these noises were about, he didn't want to look at the window, it would be too impolite, so he had to temporarily suppress his curiosity and continued:

"His Excellency the Archbishop, the negotiations with the St. Hilde family have now reached a deadlock. So I thought, can you put some pressure on the St. Hilde family to facilitate this peace talks?

In return, we, the Dawson family, are willing to support all your actions in the North, including, ahem, the issue of the Duke of the North's inheritance. "

Hearing this, Adjani finally turned around.

She had a faint smile on her face, which was as finely carved as the fat, and her eyes like autumn water were fixedly watching Count Falco.

Count Falco only felt that a nameless flame suddenly rose from his lower abdomen, making his body feel so hot that he could hardly contain himself.

"Count Falco, what do you think is my position on the inheritance of the Duke of the North?"

Adjani's lazy and slightly hoarse tone, like a swan feather, kept stirring Count Falco's restless heart.

"I..." Count Falco was breathing heavily, his face was flushed, and his eyes were fixed on Adjani, as if he would completely melt her with his eyes.

"What are you?" Adjani turned her right wrist slightly, and a long purple whip flew out and slapped Count Falco on the shoulder.

"what!"

Count Falco screamed.

He didn't understand why Adjani suddenly turned his face, but what was even more shocking was that he himself was a fourth-order warrior, and he didn't dodge a priest's attack just now!

You must know that a priest is an auxiliary profession, and it is not known for its combat effectiveness at all.

Moreover, the speed of the whip was not fast. If it was normal, Falco felt that he could avoid it completely.

But now, he found that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, his whole body was on fire, and his mind was flooded with all kinds of messy thoughts, so he couldn't keep calm.

"Count Falco, what are you trying to say?"

The smile on Adjani's face became sweeter, and her voice was as gentle as a wife greeting her returning husband, but at the same time, the long whip in her hand was mercilessly thrown out again, and slapped Count Falco over. on the ground.

There is a problem with the tea!

Count Falco finally reacted, but at this time his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

In his eyes, Adjani in front of him has completely changed from an angel to a devil, although he has no idea why the other party did this.

The noise outside the window is getting louder and louder, and at the same time, there are bursts of fire that gradually light up, dispelling the darkness that enveloped the earth.

Adjani took a last look at the movement outside the city, put away the long whip, and walked towards the door.

At the door, she put one hand on the handle, but looked back at Count Falco, who was struggling on the ground, as if she was expecting something.

After a while, Count Falco finally raised his head and let out a different roar.

His eyes had turned red, as if he had completely lost his mind. When he saw Adjani at the door of the room, he immediately jumped up from the ground.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Adjani's mouth, and immediately tore off the sleeves of her dress, revealing her bright white and tender arms, opened the door at the same time, and rushed out, crying mournfully:

"Count Falco! You, what are you doing!"

...

"Count Falco, Count Falco!"

Count Anka knocked on the door for a long time, but found no response at all.

A disturbed patrol guard walked over and said, "Count Falco is out."

"Do you know where he went?"

"Sorry, I don't know either."

Count Anka was restless and didn't know what to do for a while.

He was awakened by the noise outside the city. The Winter City was built on the mountain, and the Lion's Roar Fort was on the top of the mountain. Looking down, he could see the fire in the dwarf camp outside the city.

Count Anka didn't know what was going on there, but guessing it was probably not a good thing.

Seeing the absence of Count Falco, Count Anka walked to the main castle alone.

"Have Miss Vera and Viscount Angele rested?"

The guard glanced at Count Anka, and then signaled that he could go in.

Count Anka quickly pushed open the heavy door, and then saw Colin and Vera in the hall at first glance.

"Count Anka, can't you sleep either?"

Colin didn't seem to be surprised by the arrival of Count Anka, and turned his head to greet him with a smile.

But Count Anka's heart sank because he saw that Colin was wearing armor with the assistance of Vera!

"Ann... Viscount Angele, what are you going to do?" Count Anka asked in a sullen voice.

Colin patted the Blade of Judgment on his waist and said with a smile: "Some people outside the city are dishonest, and they are making noise so late, I have to teach them a lesson."

Count Anka sweated coldly on his forehead, and said with difficulty, "Lord Viscount, what happened outside?"

"You go and see with me, don't you know it all."

Colin had already put on his armor at this time, kissed Vera's forehead lightly, and then sent an invitation to Count Anka.

But the bad premonition in Count Anka's heart became stronger and stronger, and he said anxiously: "Lord Viscount, are you going to start a war!"

Ke Lin's expression turned cold, and he said firmly: "The war has already begun from the moment you besieged the city!"

"I..." Earl Anka wanted to explain something, but Colin had already strode out.

"Miss Vera! Does the Saint Hilde family really want to live with the dwarves forever?" Count Anka still didn't give up and shouted to Vera.

However, Vera ignored him directly, took Colin's arm, and walked out together.

Count Anka stood there for a while, his face changed sharply, and he finally followed with gritted teeth.