The Original Vampire

Four hundred and thirty-eight preparations

Bailu Fort, a training ground.

When Marquis Vincent walked in, the competition on the field was nearing its end.

With a coquettish shout, a strong holy light shrouded the audience like mercury pouring down the ground, and then the three knights of the St. Pros family fell to the ground in embarrassment.

clap clap clap!

Marquis Vincent approached with clapping and exclaimed, "Sister, you should have been promoted to the sixth-order knight, right?"

Anna in the field stood with her sword drawn, and bowed to the three knights on the opposite side.

The youngest daughter of the Duke of St. Pros is wearing enchanted armor made of pure gold. The body-fitting design highlights her graceful figure without losing flexibility. The complex magic patterns carved on the surface of the armor are exquisite and gorgeous.

Powerful, beautiful, and heroic, this female knight was perfectly interpreted, and the charm and momentum displayed made Marquis Vincent slightly absent-minded.

"Not yet. It always feels a little bit worse." Anna replied with a smile on her face, turning her head to her brother.

"Don't worry, you are still young." Marquis Vincent comforted in a gentle voice, "This generation of the Saint Pros family is the most promising for you to be promoted to the sanctuary."

Anna nodded and said nothing.

She has heard similar words too many times, but every time she hears such words, it will only make her feel heavy pressure.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the Eastern Territory has not had a Holy Knight born. This embarrassment has gradually become a shame for the Saint Pros family.

And she, who showed the talent of knighthood early, carried the hope of the family, and even the entire people of the Eastern Realm.

But such pressure made the young Anna gradually feel out of breath.

However, Anna is also very sensible, no matter how big the pressure, she never slackens.

When other noble ladies were drinking tea and enjoying flowers, she was practicing martial arts. When other noble ladies were dressing up and wearing beautiful long skirts, she was wearing armor all the time.

She understands that she can't live up to the family's expectations and can't waste her talent, but she also hopes that someone can understand her and not just see her as a tool to achieve family revival.

So, when she heard Marquis Vincent's words of encouragement, Anna thought of another person.

The only person in the Saint-Pros family who had never spoken such words to her - her second brother, Earl of Avon.

Earl Evan not only never said anything similar to Anna, but also often dragged her around to play around. Although the Duke of St. Pros repeatedly reprimanded his second son and warned him not to disturb Anna's training, Anna liked it very much. Indulgence, because it can greatly relieve her psychological pressure.

Therefore, the relationship between Anna and Evan has always been very close.

When Earl Avon was ordered to go to Silvermoon City, Anna also sneaked out.

However, after returning that time, the Duke of St. Pros put her in confinement.

After such a long time, Anna's young heart has long been restless, and the road to martial arts has encountered a bottleneck, Anna couldn't help but ask:

"Brother, is there still no news from Evan?"

Marquis Vincent shook his head,

Said: "Not yet. However, I can roughly guess where he is now."

"Where?" Anna's eyes lit up and she asked quickly.

Marquis Vincent smiled and said, "Tinder City."

"Tinder City?" Anna thought for a while, and seemed to have reacted, "Then when will he come back?"

"I don't know about that." Marquis Vincent shrugged.

Anna was a little disappointed, but deep in her eyes, there was a touch of restlessness hidden.

Marquis Vincent seemed to have caught the agitation, and immediately warned him, "Don't think about running out to find him! Otherwise, my father knows, and he doesn't know when he will shut you down."

"I won't." Anna said with a little guilty conscience.

Marquis Vincent seemed to believe it, nodded, and turned to leave the training ground.

All the way back to the residence, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a small figure running towards him with a staggering pace.

"Father!"

Marquis Vincent smiled and hugged his son, kissed him fiercely, and then stretched out his hand to scratch under his creaking nest for a while, causing the little guy to giggle and beg for mercy before giving up.

The Marchioness looked at this warm scene with a smile on her face, but she couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes.

Marquis Vincent walked over, kissed his wife's forehead lightly, and then instructed the maids in the room, "You all go down."

The Marchioness seemed to realize something, and after the maids left, she couldn't help but ask:

"Vincent, is there any news from your father?"

The so-called father of the Marchioness is Earl of Hall.

During this period of time, the Marchioness had been in a state of fear.

Although there is still no conclusion about what happened in Clover City, some bad rumors have spread in Bailu City.

Moreover, it is an undeniable fact that the Hall family suddenly turned against the water and destroyed the fleet of the St. Pros family.

The reason why the Duke of St. Pros has yet to convict the Hall family is mainly because he is afraid of the Hall family's fleet.

The Furious River is too important to the Eastern Realm. Even if there is a glimmer of hope that the Hall family may be regained, the Saint Proos family will not give up easily.

It will not make any move to completely push the Hall family to the north.

But for the members of the Hall family in Bailu City, it was a torment.

Marquis Vincent pressed his wife's shoulders, squeezed gently, and comforted: "Not yet, but don't worry, I already have arrangements."

The Marquise shook her head and said, "You are hiding everything from me, and you are not willing to tell me anything. How can you make me feel at ease?"

"It's not that I'm hiding from you, it's that the time has not come..."

"When will it arrive?" The Marquise's anxiety could no longer be suppressed.

"It's coming." Marquis Vincent put his son back into his wife's arms and whispered in her ear, "I hope you will go back to Hall Manor tonight and tell your relatives that if a man in red armor When the knight comes to the door, follow him immediately!"

"Knight in red armor?" The Marquise's voice trembled, not knowing whether it was because of excitement or fear.

But just when she was about to ask in detail, Marquis Vincent put his finger on her lips and said:

"Don't ask anything else, knowing too much won't do you any good."

"But……"

"Do you believe me?" Marquis Vincent asked in a deep voice, hugging his wife's slender waist.

The Marchioness stared into her husband's eyes and did not speak for a while.

It wasn't until the son in her arms couldn't hold back the loneliness and started to twist, that she came back to her senses:

"Of course I believe you."

Marquis Vincent let out a long breath and said, "Then do as I say, don't worry, your Hall family will be fine."

"it is good."

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