The Original Vampire

The afternoon sun shines through the grid windows into a side hall of the half-elf palace.

The colorful light spots formed complex and disordered patterns on the ground of the white glaze rock. These patterns attracted Javier's attention. He stared at the ground seriously, as if he wanted to study some mysterious truth from these lights and shadows.

Of course, although Javier is a legendary half-elf businessman who is well-known in Silvermoon City, he does not have much research on geometric principles. The reason why he stares at these light and shadow patterns is because it is too boring.

After the rebellion of the Silver Moon Guard was quelled, the half-elf merchants who set fire to the granary were of course "invited" to the palace one by one.

But they have been sitting here for a long time, and they still haven't waited for Queen Elsa or Earl Angele to summon them.

This kept the half-elf merchants in a state of anxiety and panic.

However, with the passage of time, such emotions gradually became numb, and they began to calm down, thinking hard about what to do next to obtain Her Majesty's forgiveness.

"Cough, please, can you give us some water to drink?"

A half-elf businessman finally couldn't help pulling a hoarse voice and asked the guards in the hall.

But the guards who were shrouded in armor didn't seem to hear him at all, and ignored his request.

Javier was about to speak when he saw a valiant young man striding into the hall.

"Lord Count!"

The half-elf merchants hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Colin came to the main seat and sat down, then waved his hands casually to let everyone take their seats.

The young half-elf maids walked in lightly and served red wine to everyone.

The overflowing aroma of wine made the half-elf merchants who had been thirsty for most of the day swallow their saliva, but before Colin raised his glass, they dared not touch the red wine in front of them anyway.

Colin's cold gaze swept across the faces of the half-elf businessmen, perhaps because of a guilty conscience, no half-elf businessman dared to face his gaze.

"Everyone, I invited you to come here because I wanted to ask you a question for Her Majesty the Queen." Colin said, with no emotion in his voice, "Why did you set fire to your own granary?"

This is a difficult question to answer.

The hall fell into an awkward silence.

The half-elf merchants could not wait to bury their heads in their chests, not even breathing, for fear of attracting the attention of Colin and being called by him to ask questions.

Ke Lin didn't seem to be in a hurry. He picked up the goblet in front of him and turned it gently in his hand. The red wine collided back and forth in the glass, forming a small vortex. The sensitive nerves of the fragile half-elf merchants.

Javier looked at Colin in the main seat from the corner of his eyes, and saw that the young imperial earl was watching the vortex in the wine glass with great interest, with a faint smile on his handsome face, like a gentleman. An ordinary boy full of curiosity.

But he didn't dare to regard Colin as a harmless young nobleman. This imperial earl was already an old acquaintance to the half-elf businessman, and he knew the rise of Colin very well.

That is a promotion road paved with corpses and blood!

"Javier."

Not knowing if he noticed Javier's sneaking glance, Colin directly called out the name of the half-elf legendary businessman.

"Earl, Lord Earl!" Javier stood up suddenly, like a naughty student named by the teacher in class.

Seeing this, the rest of the half-elf merchants breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Javier stood there stiffly, cold sweat pouring out like a spring, and instantly wet the dress on his chest.

Colin smiled lightly and asked, "Mr. Javier, please answer Her Majesty's question."

If time could be turned back, Javier swore to the gods that he would not take a peek.

But now, he can only bite the bullet and reply: "Lord Count, it is... because... Marquis Vincent of the Eastern Territory forced us to do this..."

Colin's face didn't change, it was still as gentle and gentle, but in Javier's eyes, that face was no different from the devil's.

Before Colin could continue to ask questions, Javier quickly added: "But, Count, don't worry, we have already prepared and secretly replaced most of the grain in the granary with hay before burning it, so, Even if the granary is burned out, most of the food is still there!

As long as you don't hold us accountable, I'm willing to sell you these grains at the lowest price! "

After Javier finished speaking, the rest of the half-elf merchants also shouted:

"Yes, Lord Earl, I also hid the food in advance!"

"My lord, I am too, and I am willing to sell it to you at a low price!"

"Lord Count, and I too..."

...

Hearing this, Colin immediately laughed.

I don't know if I'm happy because I still have food, or I'm just laughing at these half-elf merchants.

Of course, in fact, this is not unexpected. It would be even more uncomfortable to let these half-elf merchants burn the food they have hoarded so hard.

"Very good." Colin nodded with satisfaction, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

And the half-elf merchants looked at the smile on Colin's face, and the boulder in their hearts finally fell.

But just when they were glad that they had escaped the disaster, Ke Lin suddenly suppressed his smile and said coldly: "However, your actions are actually treason!"

"Lord Count, we are also being forced..." The businessman was still crying.

"Forced?" Colin sneered. "Then why didn't you report it? Instead, you chose to follow the rebels' instructions?"

The half-elf merchants were suddenly speechless.

Javier hurriedly said at this time: "Lord Count, we really lost our heads and made a stupid choice. If you are willing to forgive our mistakes, I am willing to donate all the food to you for free!"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the half-elf merchants suddenly bleed in their hearts, but they had to respond quickly, expressing their willingness to donate food for free.

Colin's expression softened a little, and he said lightly, "Just like that, it's not enough."

Javier endured his heartache and asked respectfully, "Lord Count, if you have any other orders, please say so."

"Do you know Beijing Foreign Trade Company?"

"I know." Javier nodded, already knowing in his heart that Colin was preparing to forcibly integrate the half-elf business world.

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard Colin say: "Her Majesty the Queen has discussed with me for a long time, and decided to set up a half-elf foreign trade company..."

Hearing this, a group of half-elf merchants suddenly felt apprehensive, knowing that they should come, and they came after all.

But before they could make a statement, they saw a squire hurried into the hall and reported: "Lord Earl, Marquis Vincent was assassinated!"

"What?" Colin stood up abruptly, and then, ignoring these half-elf merchants, immediately strode out.

When his back disappeared outside the hall, the half-elf merchants reacted, and at the same time they were inexplicably horrified.

This is a big deal!

If the first in line to the St. Pros family dies in Silvermoon...

The half-elf merchants looked at each other and exchanged their thoughts with their eyes, but no one dared to break the repressed silence.

For a while, they didn't know whether to gloat or worry about the storm that was about to sweep Silvermoon City.