The Original Vampire

Although he became a prisoner, the treatment of Marquis Vincent was definitely different from that of ordinary prisoners.

Instead of being held in a cell or a prison camp, he lived in the side hall of the half-elf palace.

The side hall is heavily guarded, both to prevent outsiders from entering, and to prevent those inside from escaping.

Eating and drinking are naturally not bad, and there are young and beautiful half-elf maids serving around, if he deliberately forgets his captive status, Marquis Vincent even feels that he is on vacation.

Perhaps because it was not the first time he was captured, Marquis Vincent's psychological adjustment ability has been greatly improved. This time, he is no longer as painful and resentful as before. He even kept a cool head and planned. on their own redemption plans.

He first wrote a letter to his father, the Duke of St. Pros, blaming all the failure on the high priest Trisley's betrayal, stating that if it wasn't for the incomprehensible betrayal of this mad woman, he would have already successfully surrendered. Queen Elsa's death in childbirth has plunged Silvermoon into endless chaos, forcing Colin Angele to withdraw from the half-elf kingdom.

Of course, he also wrote the redemption price proposed by Colin, but he also understood that it was impossible for the Duke of St. Pros to exchange a fleet for himself, so he also suggested that his father send a The eloquent messenger came to Silvermoon City to renegotiate a mutually acceptable redemption condition with Colin.

After writing this letter, Marquis Vincent thought about it and wrote another letter to Earl Hall.

This Earl of Hall is an old-fashioned earl in the East. The family is quite powerful, and his daughter is married to Marquis Vincent, so Marquis Vincent wants to ask the other party for help.

After all, this time, there is no Marquis Garcia in Dongjing's hands as a bargaining chip.

To redeem Marquis Vincent, he must bleed heavily.

As Colin had reminded before, Marquis Vincent was indeed worried that his father would not be willing to pay a high price to redeem him, or that his good brother might interfere with it.

However, Marquis Vincent is not too worried. After all, he is still the nominal Marquis of the Eastern Realm, the first heir to the Lord of the Eastern Realm. Even for the sake of the Saint Pros family's face, his father could not let him go. Marquis Vincent has been imprisoned in Silvermoon City.

Marquis Vincent also knew that his father actually had the idea of ​​replacing the heir. The engagement between his younger brother Earl Evan and the daughter of Prince Lehi, the Holy Knight of the San Lorenzo family, was a manifestation of this idea.

It's a pity that God did not wish,

Oh, no, maybe it was Marquis Vincent's wish that Prince Leahy killed his own uncle, the Archon of Lattom, which made Prince Leahy an imperial paladin whom everyone admired overnight , became the evil traitor whom everyone spurned.

This also led to the threat of Earl Avon to the Marquis of Vincent was greatly weakened.

However, Marquis Vincent will not let his guard down on his good brother, especially in this situation.

His failure in Silvermoon City gave Earl Avon an excellent opportunity to turn around. If Earl Avon uses this opportunity to prevent him from going back to the East, or to persuade the Duke of St. Pros to abolish Vincent's heir status In order to lower his redemption price, it would be tantamount to the end of the world for Vincent.

After writing the letter to Earl Hall, Marquis Vincent thought it over carefully before stuffing it into the envelope and sealing it with varnish.

Afterwards, he got up and walked out of the study, preparing to give the two letters to the attendant to send to the Eastern Territory. At this moment, Marquis Vincent suddenly discovered that an old acquaintance had entered the courtyard under the escort of the guard.

"Duke Mordwin?" Marquis Vincent greeted the other party with a smile. He guessed that the other party must have been captured before he came here, and he felt a little bit of pity.

"Lord Marquis!" Duke Medwin bowed respectfully to Marquis Vincent, bowing his head, as if he was not very happy to see Marquis Vincent.

Marquis Vincent knew the reason for the indifference of the Duke of Merdwin. After all, the Duke of Merdiven did not intend to participate in this rebellion. It was only because his son Charlie was bewitched by a scheme that he had to join the rebels.

Now that it has come to this point, Duke Mordwin will naturally not have a good face when he sees the mastermind of this rebellion.

After handing over the two letters to the guards, Marquis Vincent patted Duke Modiwen on the shoulder with a pretense of affection, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect the two of us to become neighbors now."

Duke Mordwin pulled out a stiff smile and nodded, but didn't answer.

"What? Blame me for pulling you into the water?"

"Don't dare..."

Marquis Vincent heard the insincere words of Duke Mordwin, but he didn't care. He smiled and invited: "Come on, come and sit in my room, things are not as bad as you think."

Duke Mordwin did not resist this time, and followed the Marquis of Vincent into the house.

Marquis Vincent personally poured a cup of coffee for Duke Mordiven, and the gesture of the polite corporal seemed to finally impress Duke Mordwin, only to hear him sincerely ask:

"Lord Marquis, you just said that things weren't that bad. Could it be that you have any other way to save the Mordwin family from their current misfortune?"

Marquis Vincent smiled indifferently, and said in a very confident tone: "William, don't worry. Queen Elsa dare not kill you, her throne was all given up by you. A reputation for being ungrateful.

The punishment for you this time is estimated to be a reduction in your position and nobility. "

Downgrade?

That's it?

When Duke Modiwen heard the words, for some reason, he thought of his son and uncle killed by his own hands again. At the same time, blood dripped in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest on the surface. He just picked up the coffee, took a sip, and asked :

"Then do we still have a chance for revenge?"

"Of course there is!" Marquis Vincent laughed loudly, as if he was very satisfied with Duke Mordwin's "motivation", "This time Elsa and Colin forcibly suppressed the domestic rebellion, but they did not solve the most fundamental problem. conflict--

Elsa has never been able to represent the interests of the half-elf, she is just a puppet supported by the North!

As long as this doesn't change, Silvermoon City is a fertile ground for rebellion, and we only need a little guidance to set off another riot! "

Seeing Duke Mordwin's eyes flashing, Marquis Vincent thought he had figured out the other person's psychology, so he came to the other side, put his hand on his shoulder, and said sincerely:

"William, from the perspective of our Eastern Territory, only the Modiwen family is the orthodox half-elf royal family, and that Aisha Miller is just a puppet pushed up by the Northern Territory!

Believe me, when we make a comeback in the future, we will definitely put you on the throne of half-elf! "

"Thank you for your trust!" Duke Mordwin flushed with excitement, and hurriedly stood up to salute Marquis Vincent.

Marquis Vincent smiled and looked at Duke Mordwin who was bowing to him. He was proud of himself. He was about to say a few words of encouragement, but suddenly found a pain in his waist!

"you……"

Duke Mordwin raised his head, and his face had changed into a hideous smile.

"Do you people from the Eastern Region think that you are the savior of the half-elf? But unfortunately, in my eyes, you are just a demon who completely destroyed our peaceful life for your own selfish interests!"

"Bastard!" Marquis Vincent kicked Duke Merdiven away with one foot, then covered the wound on his waist, rushed out of the room, and shouted, "Come here! William Merdwin is crazy!"

However, before the guards outside the hall arrived, Marquis Vincent noticed that a powerful air force had locked him firmly, and it seemed that as long as he had any changes, he would launch a thunderous strike.

"save……"

Before Marquis Vincent's cry for help could be uttered, Duke Mordwin rushed from behind and inserted the dagger into his chest again.

Watching Marquis Vincent slowly fall to the ground, Duke Mordwin raised his bloody dagger and laughed loudly, revealing his undisguised pleasure in getting his revenge.

"This is your retribution!"

The guards guarding outside the hall rushed over, but before that, Duke Mordwin cut his throat without any nostalgia.

Looking at the tragic situation in front of them, the guards were stunned on the spot for a while.

Until someone woke up from a big dream and shouted:

"Quick! Go and inform the Count!"