The Original Vampire

Winter City.

When Earl Evan walked into the dining room in the light of the morning light, he saw that Salia had finished her breakfast and was wiping the corners of her mouth.

"Good morning, Salia, why are you dressed so formally today?"

Salia was wearing a red off-shoulder dress today, her hair was tied up high, and a sapphire necklace hung around her slender, white neck, looking graceful and beautiful.

She smiled at Earl Evan and said, "Good morning, Evan, I am going to visit Duke St. Hilde at Lion's Roar Castle today."

Earl Evan frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Salia immediately said again: "I know you don't want to disturb the Saint Hilde family, but I don't want to search in such a mindless way. After all, this is the North, if there is no Saint Hilde family. Help, it's impossible for us to find our father's whereabouts."

Earl Evan sat down at the long table. A sumptuous breakfast was already set on the table. He Shi Shiran wrapped the napkin around his chest and said with a smile:

"Well, since you've made up your mind, I'll accompany you later."

Salia was stunned for a while, thinking that Earl Evan would refute her, but she did not expect the other party to agree without saying anything.

Earl Evan saw his fiancée's stunned expression, and smiled slightly: "I just want to remind you that the Saint Hilde family may not be willing to help us.

What's more, even if they wanted to, they might not really be able to track a Paladin's itinerary. "

"I understand, but always try." Salia pursed her lips, her eyes determined.

Earl Evan immediately stopped persuading him and began to enjoy the breakfast in front of him.

Salia didn't speak anymore, looked down at the hollow pattern on the tablecloth, and fell into contemplation.

The restaurant was quiet, except for the sound of knives and forks touching the plates.

But it didn't take long for the silence to be interrupted by the sound of footsteps.

"Lord Count, there is a Webber knight outside asking to see you."

Earl Evan frowned slightly and hesitated for a while, but nodded to the attendant: "Please come in and take him to the living room, I'll be there in a moment."

"Yes!"

Subsequently,

Earl Evan speeded up, quickly ate the beef patty, drank a few more sips of milk, put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said to Salia:

"I'll go see Knight Webber first, and then accompany you to Roar Castle."

Salia smiled gently, nodded and replied, "Okay."

Earl Evan got up and left the dining room and walked quickly to the living room, but as soon as he entered the door, he was stunned.

"Lord Earl!" Knight Weber immediately got up and saluted, and at the same time, a small figure beside him also got up and saluted.

But Earl Evan stared at the short figure, frowned and said, "Master Joyce, you shouldn't come to me."

Earl Evan's indifferent eyes and words made Joyce a little at a loss. He opened his mouth and said aggrievedly: "Lord Earl, if I had another way, I wouldn't come to you."

Knight Webb also quickly helped: "Don't worry, Count, we were very careful when we came out and didn't disturb anyone. Besides, they shouldn't know that you live here, right?"

Earl Evan sneered and sighed: "This is Winter City, do you really think we can hide Earl Angele from our every move?"

But then, he waved his hand again and said helplessly: "Forget it, since you've already come, let's talk about what happened?"

Joyce breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly recounted what happened in the Onyx Manor.

And constantly emphasize his innocence, everything is Prince Harrison framed him.

Earl Evan listened quietly, sighed again, and said: "Joyce, if you didn't run back to Winter City overnight, you might still have a chance to argue. But now, hehe, your escape behavior will only be solid. Feel guilty, and then... just wait for your reputation to be ruined."

"What... what? But I didn't do anything at all?"

"In that case, what are you running for?" Earl Evan asked coldly.

"But...but..." Joyce opened his mouth wide and hesitated for a long time before saying something.

The disappointment in Earl Evan's eyes could no longer be concealed, knowing that this Joyce was completely useless now.

So, he completely lost the desire to talk to Joyce, turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Joyce hurriedly walked a few steps to Earl Evan, pulled his sleeve, and prayed: "Earl Evan, you must help me find a way! Don't worry, as long as I can marry Princess Judy, I will definitely repay your kindness..."

Earl Evan sneered, ignoring Joyce who was still delusional, flicking his sleeves, and strode away.

Joyce turned his head in mourning and looked at Knight Webber.

But Knight Weber had nothing to do at this time. Earl Evan's attitude was too firm. Weber knew that no matter how much he persuaded him, it would be useless.

At this time, he couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed with the three sons of the duke in front of him.

"Master Joyce, let's go back."

Webb Knight had to lead the lost Joyce back to the Lion's Roar Castle.

After returning Joyce to the room, Knight Webb was thinking about whether to go to Arnold to discuss countermeasures, when he saw a team of guards blocking his way.

"Knight Webber, Lord Count Angele, please."

"Count Angrie?" Knight Webber suddenly thought, "He's back?"

"Yes, Lord Earl is waiting for you in the study now, please!"

Knight Weber suppressed his inner anxiety and went to the study surrounded by guards.

"Please sit down, Knight Weber." Colin seemed to be writing something. Seeing Weber coming in, he just looked up and ordered casually.

Colin's attitude was very kind, which made Weber Knight feel relieved a little and sat down on the sofa.

After waiting for about five minutes, Colin finally finished writing what was in his hand, got up and walked slowly to Weber.

Weber quickly stood up and asked respectfully, "Lord Count, what are your instructions to me?"

Colin said with a smile: "I've been busy recently, I haven't asked you, is it still a habit to stay in Winter City during this time?"

"Of course I'm used to it. I was also born here. I didn't move to Royal Dragon City until I was eight years old. But from the bottom of my heart, I have always regarded myself as a northern knight."

"Well, that's good." Colin seemed relieved, then took out a golden dagger from his waist and handed it to Webber.

Knight Weber took the dagger and asked suspiciously, "Lord Count, what do you mean?"

"Do you know this dagger?"

"I know." Weber nodded, "This is a symbol of the authority of the guardian of the north."

Colin smiled and said, "As the guardian of the north, do I have the right to order you, the knight of the north?"

"certainly."

"That's good." The smile on Colin's face became brighter and brighter, "I will now order you to cut off the little finger of your left hand."

"What... what?" Knight Webb froze in place, looking at Colin in disbelief.

But Colin asked back with a smile: "Didn't hear clearly? Do you need me to repeat it?"

Only then did Webb Knight shiver all over, realizing that Colin was not joking.

"Why?" Weber asked sternly.

The smile on Colin's face remained unchanged, and he asked indifferently, "Don't you know the reason yourself?"

Weber opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything to refute.

He never expected that Colin's retaliation would come so quickly and so unabashedly.

However, Weber found that he could not resist at all.

In terms of authority, Colin, as the guardian of the north, does have the right to control the Knights of Webber.

In terms of strength, Knight Weber also clearly remembered that when he was in the Dragon City, Colin only used one move to defeat himself.

Only then did he realize that in front of this young earl, he had absolutely no room for resistance.

With the golden dagger in hand, it seemed that with a slight stab, it could pierce into the chest of this seemingly defenseless earl.

However, the Weber Knight dared not.

"Knight Weber, do you have any doubts about my order?" The smile on Colin's face subsided, and his tone became cold.

Webber only felt that he was immediately stared at by a terrifying look, and the trembling from the bottom of his heart made him dare not delay any longer, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he drew out the golden dagger.

Chi!

In the suppressed groan, a severed finger fell on the white wool carpet, and the bright red blood fell like a little petal.

Colin nodded with satisfaction, picked up the severed finger, handed it to Webber, and said:

"You send this truncated finger to Consul Sebas, and write down the reason for it yourself."

Knight Weber tightly covered the wound on his left hand, trembling with pain, but still replied respectfully:

"Yes!"

Afterwards, Colin ignored him and sat back behind the desk.

Knight Weber put the blood-stained golden dagger on the corner of the table, bowed respectfully, and left the study as if fleeing.