The Original Vampire

Even in May, there is not a hint of spring on the ice field in the sky.

The snow was flying, and the north wind was howling, and soon the sky and the earth were dyed a vast expanse of white.

A wolf cavalry squad of more than 100 cavalry is galloping southward in the heavy snow.

The ferocious wolf claws stepped on the ground, smashed the ice and snow, and dug out the cold and hard soil.

It was not until it was getting late that the wolf cavalry squad stopped to set up camp.

The wind and snow stopped, and a few bonfires rose on the lonely and empty ice field.

An elderly troll in a large wizard robe sat in front of a bonfire, hunched over with exhaustion on his face.

After taking over a bowl of steaming broth brought by the attendant, the old troll felt relieved after drinking it, and sighed:

"I'm old, I've only been on such a short journey, and I can't hold it anymore."

A middle-aged troll next to him said lightly: "Don't worry, Squinn, as long as you have breath, I can lift you to the top of the holy mountain even if you lift it."

White Wolf Witch King Squinn didn't get angry when he heard such disrespectful words, he just shook his head and smiled.

Obviously, the troll who said this is not under Squinn.

Squinn fiddled with the bonfire a few times to make the flames burn more vigorously, and then asked: "Prince Otto, I have always been curious, how did His Majesty Otto convince you to agree to this plan?"

Prince Otto replied indifferently: "The troll empire has reached the most dangerous situation, but at the same time, it has also encountered the best opportunity to turn over. If you miss this orc invasion, the human empire will be extremely empty. I am afraid that I will only be able to crawl under the shadow of the north forever.

So, for the future of the Empire, someone has to make sacrifices. "

Squinn waited for a while, and when he saw that Prince Otto had no more words, he asked in surprise: "That's it?"

Prince Otto glanced at the White Wolf Witch King beside him and asked, "Why do you agree to this plan?"

Squinn laughed, opened his mouth wide, pointed to his gums where he had completely lost his teeth, and sighed:

"I'm so old, it's not long before I can live.

In this case, it is better to fight for the future of the troll empire before dying.

But Prince Otto,

You are different.

You are in your prime, you have a lofty status, and you have extraordinary military power. Why are you willing to die? "

Prince Otto said nothing.

There is a hideous scar on his right eye, which can no longer be opened normally. The only left eye is staring at the bonfire in front of him, not knowing what he is thinking.

Just when Squinn thought he couldn't get the answer, Prince Otto finally spoke:

"Okamoto didn't break his oath to you."

"What oath?" Squinn looked at Prince Otto in confusion, obviously not understanding the other party's answer.

Prince Otto was helpless, so he had to explain further: "When Modo II was killed by Colin Angele, Okamoto didn't promise you that he would never touch that human wife, that's how you got your approval. Was you elected as the new emperor?"

"But they didn't have a child..." Squinn finally came to his senses in the middle of speaking and smiled, "So that child is yours! So, Okamoto started planning this a year ago. ?"

Prince Otto nodded and said, "That's right. This kid is really scheming and ruthless. Perhaps only an emperor like him can hope to revive the troll empire."

Squinn nodded silently and took another sip of the hot soup.

In fact, he understood that the real reason why Prince Otto agreed to come was not that his son would become the heir to the throne.

Prince Otto, as a paladin, was the first candidate for the throne even before Modo II, but he voluntarily gave up.

Therefore, if Prince Otto wants his heir to become a troll emperor, he has already had the opportunity, and he will not wait until now to achieve it in this way.

Squinn understood that Prince Otto just chose to believe in the troll emperor who had brains, courage and determination.

Trust Okamoto not to let their sacrifices be in vain.

Moreover, it is indeed undeniable that now is a golden opportunity for the troll empire. If such an opportunity is missed, I am afraid that the north will never allow the trolls to rise again.

"It's just, that kid isn't a pure-blood troll after all..." Squinn sighed a little tangled.

Prince Otto shook his head and retorted: "I actually agree with Okamoto's point of view in this regard.

The ice field in the sky is too barren. People from the north can fail countless times and recover quickly, but if we fail once, our vitality will be greatly damaged.

Now humans have no time to look north, but when they solve the threat of the orcs, they will definitely visit the ice field in the sky again. At that time, perhaps the troll empire will not even have the chance to continue to survive.

Therefore, if the troll empire wants to rise again, it must take this opportunity to conquer the north, and if you want to tame the people of the north, an heir to the throne with human blood can greatly reduce this difficulty. "

Squinn frowned and thought for a while, then finally sighed and said:

"Let's toss with him. Anyway, we have really tried our best. Even if we enter the temple of my lord after death, we can still be calm."

Prince Otto nodded, then picked up a roasted deer leg and bit into it.

Squinn gave him a few envious glances, but his tongue licked his bald gums, and he had to keep his head down and continue drinking the broth in his hand.

When the broth was finished, Squinn put down the wooden bowl, and then he heard Prince Otto suddenly ask:

"You say, what if Colin Angell doesn't fall for it?"

Squinn smiled and said, "No. How could he be willing to miss such a good opportunity?"

Prince Otto didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer, and his brows were still furrowed.

Squinn joked: "Even if he really doesn't dare to come, then we have nothing to lose, and we can save a life. As for what to do in the future, let's discuss it..."

While speaking, there was a sudden movement outside the camp.

Squinn and Prince Otto turned around at the same time, and saw a wolf cavalryman, covered in snow, rushing into the camp.

Not long after, the wolf cavalry came to Squinn and handed over a letter.

Squinn hurriedly took it. After flipping through it, he immediately said to Prince Otto beside him:

"Colin Angele is indeed here!"

"How many people did you bring?"

"The blood cavalry army, the whole army is dispatched!"

Prince Otto nodded expressionlessly, indicating that he understood.

Squinn threw the letterhead into the bonfire, watched the jumping flames swallow it, and said solemnly:

"Otto Volkin, are you ready to die?"

Prince Otto didn't speak, just stuffed the half eaten deer leg with the belt bone into his mouth.

Click, click.

Creepy chewing sounds echoed across the endless ice field with the whimpering cold wind.