The Original Vampire

Four hundred and seventy-four struggling

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White Castle.

Silent night.

In the early winter, the climate was already a bit cold, and the smell of night orchid wafted in the air, silently comforting the restless hearts of everyone in the castle.

"Duchess!"

"Is Vincent still awake?"

"not yet……"

The Marchioness looked sad and bit her lip to say something, but she didn't dare to say it when she saw the solemn expression on the Duchess' face.

"I want to perform a healing technique for the Marquis, you go out first." The Duchess waved her hand.

"Yes."

The Marquise and the other maids quietly withdrew, leaving the Duchess and Marquis Vincent in the room.

The Duchess sat down in the armchair beside the hospital bed and looked silently at her sleeping son.

Marquis Vincent lay on his back on the hospital bed, his body was covered with a pure white quilt, his face was as white as paper, his breathing was weak, as if he would be cut off in the next second, but he never took his last breath.

"My child...why do you have to support so hard..." The Duchess reached out and stroked Marquis Vincent's face lightly, her eyes were full of distress and puzzlement, but she was soon resolute and indifferent. replace.

"Don't worry, mother will help you free soon... Don't blame mother for being cruel, this is a necessary sacrifice. Only in this way can we regain the gaze of our Lord."

After speaking, the Duchess folded her hands together and silently said a prayer, then extended her right hand and tapped the index finger on Marquis Vincent's forehead, nose, and lips.

A faint holy light spread out where she pointed at her fingertips, making the pale face of Marquis Vincent become extremely holy in an instant.

If anyone who has some knowledge of the church's magic is here, they will find that what the Duchess is performing is not a healing technique at all, but a prayer technique to let the dead rest in peace!

The holy light gradually dimmed, and the Duchess took out another delicate vial from her bosom.

The bottle was a bottle of holy water, but only the Duchess knew what was inside.

But just as the Duchess was about to feed the bottled water into the mouth of Marquis Vincent, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The Duchess frowned, still pouring water into Marquis Vincent's mouth, then got up and opened the door, saying:

"Didn't you tell me not to disturb me at this time?"

The housekeeper apologized again and again, but still reported: "Madam, Miss Beatrice has just entered the city!"

"Beatrice..." The Duchess's expression changed, as if remembering some bad memory, and then she walked out with a gloomy face.

Walking along the spiral staircase to the lobby on the first floor, the Duchess happened to meet Beatrice who was walking in.

"Kate!"

"Beatrice!"

As soon as the two women met, there seemed to be fire in the air.

The knight who had followed behind the Duchess took a slight step forward, and at the same time put his right hand on the saber on his waist, and looked at Beatrice on the opposite side with vigilance.

No way, this eldest lady has a criminal record.

Seeing this, Beatrice rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "You are still so timid after not seeing each other for so many years."

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so rude." The Duchess immediately retorted.

Beatrice pouted, not wanting to entangle with the Duchess, so she asked the housekeeper beside her, "Where's my brother?"

The housekeeper sighed and said with a sad expression, "My lord the Duke... I'm afraid something has happened..."

"What!" Beatrice's eyes widened, and she immediately stepped forward to grab the butler's collar and asked, "What the hell is going on!"

The housekeeper had no choice but to tell the story of the previous blood cavalry army's attack on Bailu City.

After Beatrice heard it, she stood there in a daze as if she had lost her soul.

The Duchess said coldly: "Beatrice, do you now know the seriousness of the situation? Stay well and don't cause me any more trouble!"

finished,

The Duchess then strode out.

Rarely did Beatrice not refute, but just loosened the butler's collar and stood where she was, her expression constantly changing.

The housekeeper waited for a long time, and seeing that Beatrice had not moved, he suggested in a low voice:

"Miss Beatrice, I have ordered someone to help you tidy up your room. You are tired from the journey, why don't you wash up and rest first."

Beatrice didn't respond.

Just when the housekeeper didn't know what to do, she finally said:

"You said that your brother issued a summons to the major lords south of the Artis Mountains during his lifetime, so why didn't the Fein family receive it?"

"No. I personally helped the duke to sort out the summons, and one copy was sent to Skylark City!"

Beatrice narrowed her eyes and reacted immediately. The summons should have been hidden by her good daughter-in-law.

And it's not hard to guess the purpose of her doing this, she must be thinking of first ambush and attack Ke Lin and his party from Tinder City, and then lead the private army of the Fein family to defeat the blood cavalry army passing through Skylark City.

Unfortunately, before she could lead her army out of the city, she was decisively killed by Beatrice who learned the news.

This stupid woman!

What a shame!

Beatrice's heart surged with anger.

Although he has many dissatisfaction with his brother, the Duke of St. Pros, his death still gave Beatrice a great blow.

Thinking of her previous agreement with Colin Angele in Skylark City, Beatrice was shaken for a while.

Do you really want to cooperate with the enemy who killed your brother?

What made her even more confused was the future of the Eastern Region.

No matter how mediocre the Duke of St. Pros is, he can at least hold back the situation. With him around, the situation in the Eastern Territory will not be too bad.

But now, as soon as the Duke of St. Pros dies, the issue of the heir immediately comes to the fore.

The eldest son Vincent still occupies the position of the Marquis of the East, and it stands to reason that he should inherit the position of the Duke. However, not long ago, the Duke of St. Pros was under the pressure of some people to weaken the support of the Marquis of Vincent. , and began to support the second son Earl Evan.

As a result, Earl Avon, who had no hope of succeeding the Duke, now has the confidence to compete with Marquis Vincent.

What's more, the struggle for succession is similar to a duel - once you get involved, it is impossible to quit before you die.

Originally, Marquis Vincent might be able to accommodate a younger brother who was not a threat, but now, after Evan showed his intention to compete for the position of Duke, Vincent would obviously not be so generous. Likewise, Earl Evan would definitely He will not stand still, watching his brother inherit the throne of the duke, and then face the inevitable suppression and exclusion.

Coupled with the coveted Northland and the church with ghosts... Beatrice was in a state of turmoil for a while.

"Miss Beatrice..." Seeing Beatrice being silent for a long time, the butler couldn't help but remind her.

Beatrice came back to her senses and said, "You said just now that Vincent was also seriously injured in that battle?"

"Yes."

"Take me to see him."

"Yes."

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