The Original Vampire

Amidst the melodious harp music, a pair of men and women danced in the center of the hall.

In fact, logically speaking, the theme of this meeting is quite serious. Even if a banquet is to be held before the meeting, a more solemn seated dinner should be chosen.

But Reinhard the Great was willfully engaged in a ballroom ball.

Of course, the clergy can't swing on the dance floor with their partners around like the nobles. I don't know if the Pope chose to arrive tomorrow because he knew the news in advance.

Inviting a clergyman to a dance is actually very rude.

Perhaps, Emperor Reinhardt was deliberately trying to embarrass the church gang.

Or maybe, he wanted to take this opportunity to match Colin and Salia.

But unfortunately, Colin has no interest in it.

He was holding the Duke of St. Grian at the moment, circling the dance floor to the rhythm of the music.

After all, he came from a big family, and the Paladin's ability to control the body is not comparable to ordinary people. Colin found that Duke St. Grian's dancing skills were indeed extraordinary, and dancing with him was a wonderful enjoyment.

In the sudden and slow rotation, the sky-blue skirt of the Duke of St. Grian bloomed like a flower, swaying its captivating charm.

The song is over.

Colin stopped in his tracks, smiled at his dance partner, and took her slender hand to the sidelines.

"My lord, do you want something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." Duke St. Grian shook his head, took two glasses of champagne from the tray in the hands of the passing waiter, and handed one of them to Colin.

Colin hurriedly took it, clinking glasses with Duke St. Grian, took a sip, and quietly felt the aftertaste of the champagne in his mouth.

"Count Angrie." Duke St. Grian drank the wine in the glass and looked at Colin with a squinted smile, "This time you owe me a favor."

Colin had no choice but to nod, then raised his hand to signal the waiter to come over and exchange a glass of champagne for the Duke of St. Grian, and said:

"Sir Duke, I am truly grateful this time. If you need any help in the future, as long as it is within my power, please do so."

The Duke of St. Grian clinks glasses with Colin again,

Asked: "However, I am really curious, why are you reluctant to accept Salia?"

Out of the corner of Colin's eyes, he involuntarily found the corner of the hall. The figure of the lonely girl with a gloomy expression, standing alone, sighed secretly and said:

"Miss Salia is an excellent woman, but unfortunately, I already have Vera."

The Duke of St. Grian hesitated, but persuaded:

"But, with all due respect, the Duke of St. Hilde is likely to sleep forever..."

"Then I will not betray her. I will not betray the oath we made together under the witness of the Supreme Lord!" Ke Lin straightened his chest and said righteously.

"But you're still so young and have a bright future..."

"Compared to the future, I cherish the love with Vera more." Ke Lin felt that he could participate in idol dramas.

The Duke of St. Grian stopped talking, and looked at Colin with a pair of bright amber eyes, as if to see the sincerity in his expression.

After a while, Duke St. Grian didn't know what he saw. He smiled slightly and raised his glass: "Respect for love!"

Colin also raised his glasses and said, "Respect for love!"

The Duke of St. Grian drank again, snapped his fingers, and asked the waiter for another drink.

Colin shook his head secretly. He didn't expect this Duke of the West to be a female alcoholic...

"By the way, Earl Angelie." The alcoholic said again, "You said just now that you owe me a favor this time, right? It just happens that I really need your help."

Colin froze slightly in his heart and said, "Please speak."

Duke St. Grian restrained his smile, his face became serious, and said:

"Now that your affairs in the north and the church can come to an end, the next step is to deal with the invasion of the Orc Empire. Count Angele, to be honest, I don't have very good military command talents, so this war still needs to be done. Rely on you a lot."

"Lord Duke, you think too highly of me. In such an epic battle, it is not me, a rookie general, who can control the situation."

"Count Angele, you don't have to be too modest. I know your experience. Although your military resume is still short, it is outstanding enough. It can even be said that in the history of Radiance Empire, I have not been able to find any A commander who can match your record."

Colin touched his nose, as if he was a little embarrassed by the praise of the Duke of St. Grian, and said:

"Lord Duke, thank you for your attention. However, I really didn't shirk it on purpose, but it is not me who will lead the army from the north to the west, but Marquis Garcia."

"Garcia?" Duke St. Grian suddenly suffocated, his eyebrows wrinkled.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Since you know my resume, you should know that Marquis Garcia can be said to be my teacher in the military. Most of my achievements today are due to him. Therefore, there are The teacher will go out in person, so you don't need to look for me as a student."

Hearing Colin's words, Duke St. Grian was not relieved. Instead, his brows became more and more frowning, as if he did not trust Marquis Garcia as the commander of the Northern Army.

She looked at Marquis Garcia who was talking to Queen Midella not far away, pondered for a moment, and finally shook her head: "If Garcia was ten years younger, or he hadn't experienced the fiasco of Shadow Canyon, I would Of course you can trust him. But now..."

After Colin heard this, he was a little unhappy.

Colin respects Marquis Garcia, and he has always believed that the Battle of Shadow Canyon is not Marquis Garcia's fault.

What's more, how can there be a truly undefeated general in this world.

Duke St. Grian also knew that his words were a bit rude, so he explained again:

"My words may not be pleasant, but they are the truth.

Do you know why Paladins put so much emphasis on talent?

Do you know why there has never been a late bloomer Paladin?

Because only supernatural talent can make people advance by leaps and bounds on the path of knighthood without falling into a bottleneck.

Those mediocre people who are still unable to advance to the sanctuary at the age of 30 or 40 have long been wiped out, even if the inheritance of the paladins flows in their blood, even if they have the potential to step into the peak of the knighthood, but in the past The wasted and struggling has caused a fissure in his heart, and he is no longer perfect.

It is impossible for a person with an imperfect mentality to become a Paladin.

In the same way, Marquis Garcia, who once swept the battlefield without a single defeat, had a flaw in his heart after Shadow Canyon. Every time he made a decision on the battlefield, he would inevitably worry about whether he would repeat the same mistakes.

This will make him unconfident, make him hesitate, and make every decision he makes a mentally exhausting struggle. Even if his military talent is still there, it can no longer be fully utilized.

In the Shadow Canyon, the invincible war god Garcia is dead!

Earl Angele, the next war is too important. We humans must go all out to have any hope of winning. Therefore, I hope you can dissuade Marquis Garcia from commanding the army in the north. "

After listening to the words of Duke St. Grian, the dissatisfaction on Colin's face gradually disappeared, and it turned solemn.

The Duke of St. Grian didn't rush, just waited quietly for Colin to make a decision.